Very soon I am supposed to make big decisions, start earning, and start being finally on my own. The stupidity is what allows them to live. I’ve always felt children are quite stupid. It’s raining outside… a slight drizzle… It’s beautiful actually… Sweet… breezy… I’m sitting in the gallery, letting this feeling wash over the one I had been feeling till now… I can see children on their li’l bicycles, cycling around. Definitely not the above two topics I wanted to write about. Second was about the long procrastinated blog about my besties…īut no, why should small things go my way? Actually related to my zodiac, to be exact I guess it’s no secret I love to think, talk and analyze everything about me. Today I had to feel the happy-sad feeling you get for example in holidays… when you remember good times, when you wish for things you aren’t going to get, when everything in your life is just perfect, theoretically, yet in reality you feel there’s something big missing. I had decided of writing a new blog post… after all these no good, time pass days that have come and gone since final yr exams… but no today I had to feel gloomy. Blessed, even though I am a snob, a selfish, self-centered, complaining hypocrite. Some good people out there are praying for me. And there, he sent help, not once or twice, but thrice. :) I just know. So I am learning.īesides, God is with me. :) naah, don’t think why I am suddenly turning all spiritual… just that something happened yesterday that was too much of a coincidence and it happened right after I prayed to God to help me. The very fact that I have thought of quitting makes me want to go on. I know it’s not a big deal but quitting this and going home is just so easy. These are the very things that are making me want to go on. All these things that I have to complain about, they make me think of quitting. Even now, I can cook whenever I want but the very sight of the hostel stove and the tiny platform it is kept on, takes away whatever interest left in me after taking the foodstuffs down one floor. I miss getting up late and eating and cooking whatever and whenever I wanted. I didn’t even think I would miss home but I sort of do. I knew I could manage in any freaking situation. Coffee is coffee…it’s the best pick-me-up I know other than chocolate and love. The best thing is the coffee… :) not the way I like.
So the best thing about this place is we don’t have a formal dress code or anything. They told me there is no need to work and all. But the fact that probably from next month I won’t have to ask dad for money makes me feel a bit less guilty,not that the folks have any problem. Why am I doing this? I don’t need to! No one told me to come here and start living on my own (albeit with the help of dad’s salary).” But it was my decision so I will follow it through. Princess realized she’s not as tough as she thought she was.īut something about this whole affair makes me want to go on, and that is, everyday I think, “this is it. I am missing the luxuries of home like hell. Back home, I hardly ever travelled by auto, leave alone bus. Life in Pune: if you don’t have your personal vehicle, it’s a crazy time walking everywhere and using the bus. Starting from here, it might lead me to what I do want to write about. Not what I want to, but something is better than nothing. I hope all my blogs from now on would not irritate you… heehee. I am back to your beloved vowels and complete words…, happy now?Įven now while writing, a hundred errors keep popping into my mind. I cannot write slang or text language anymore. I am working as a content writer for websites in Pune.