moosic

Once in a while I get completely blown away by a song, I get so completely obsessed, that it is all I listen to!
And for a little while it’s the first song on my iPod , and I watch all the youtube videos related to it, and a short-cut to the file appears on my desktop.

Last week i was madly in love with ‘Nothing else matters’, but i've only just discovered 'How to save a life' by The Fray...
*sigh*

i've caught a cold!
yes apparently i'm capable of doing that even when it's 32°C outside!
:(

but i'm still drinking really cold water, and i had this green-apple soda with lots of ice in it (was good!), and i just took a shower...at 8:30 in the evening!

this weird thing happens when i catch a cold:
first my voice starts sounding a little husky, which wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't followed by the sound-like-a-frog phase (or as the raccoon lord puts it: sound-like-bruce-willis phase)
and finally, the grand final phase involves losing my voice completely!
i know it's coming...
i'll wake up tomorrow and realise that i can only communicate through gestures.
*sigh*
shouldn't have had the apple soda.

restocking

On Wednesday we celebrated restocking day.

It’s our monthly ritual. Once a month, me and my mum arm ourselves with a shopping list and an unnaturally large shopping bag, and head for this old ‘we-have-everything-you-can-pay-for’ store in Gariahat.
We replenish our supply of mostessential things. So now I have new floorcleanersoapdeodouranthandwashsoaplotiontoothpasteairfreshenersparetoothbrush etc.

*yay*

book-post

i just finished reading two amazing books: A thousand splendid suns by Khaled Hosseini, and The shadow lines by Amitav Ghosh, and while they are completely different, i can't help but wonder at how similar the stories turn out to be. They talk about human emotion and relationships during a political crisis, and are set against the backdrop of war. The world that Tridib 'invents' is so strikingly similar to the one Laila dreams for Tariq and herself.
the alienatoin, the struggle of a nation and it's people, the 'war' not with the enemy but with the self, and the sacrifice.

then i read The wyrd sisters byTerry Pratchett, and it made me feel better! :)
i now like A thousand splendid suns better than The kite runner.

currently reading: Four past midnight by Stephen King.

The incredible SULK

i'm having a bad day, and so i'll piss everyone else off.

*sulks*

...

Slowly and most sneakily, the rain has taken over.


I remember you

*Thin sheets of rain, wrapped around you,
Clinging to you in diamond droplets…*

And I’ll never forget.

and BAD conversations happen after booze!
but thanks anyway, for sticking around to watch me make a complete ass of myself!
:)

the best conversations happen over coffee, on rainy evenings.
i'm so glad you're still here after all this time.
thankyoo :)

P.S.:Indthalia be nice...black forest be nicer!