ummmm....no name?

It has been a crazy week or let's just say a crazy month throughout...But there was work..so much so that everything else did blur in comparison. And there was love which I could still feel while working.and there were fights, petty rivalries, pressures and pleasures both...with a lot of funny moments in between, I remmeber living the  forst and second schedule of raaz with a tissue up my nose and small bottle of vicks in my had..a wlalkie in one ear and the other had a up of cofee..long gone cold..badly made with milk powder...

I felt important and nice..to walk around with a walkie..to be behind the scenes..to be the one who makes things happen..to be a part of  sa team who made things happen...My hand is aching from excessive typing i guess...Truth to be told i think it is excessove typing on fb not at work...Meanwhle career guilt still continues to haunt me..but I have lost weoght/ a noticeable amount..so there are times when i am at my worst best and i look like an emaciated rabbit..at others i look like a failed 70s actres and many others i look like a cute girl (these days are extremely rare)...the after effects of cutting your own hair

I had many poiints to make in this blog now that i have finally started back and many things had/have caught my attention which i wanted to taslk about..but unfortunaely i cant recall any of them..except the 21 story..the 21 story is my story...A coming of age observation where  i oberserved how happy and free and i am...how i am getting a lot of freedom to choose, live, spend and I like this age, this phase..I dont worrry about tommorow too much or the fact that i wont be 21 more than once in my life..once is enough and im happy...To roam about at 9.30 in dadar..or catch a train at 11 or meet friends at my fancy or take out my mom shopping...or take decisions on major things...It's an incredible sense of freedom that I feel and I enjoy and revel in it...

I realise that while people may be cynical, practical, defensive and all that synonyms you use when you dont want to be in love...Love is...simply...it just is and nothing on earth can stop you from making a fool of yourself..and I see no reason why you shouldn't be a love fooll.atleast once in your life..we all of us make mistakes..and there is a sweetness in that...And nothing is ever perfect than the moment you are in now

I wonder how people manage to survive abroad..In the past year i have seen a lot of ppl go abroad, a couple of friends..and while it is a great, mind opening experience.sometimes i feel why do i want to leave the relative safety, knowledgeability, familiarity of my surroundings and shift to a new place and stay, at other times i barely wonder...just live and meeting many new people is slowly changing my perspective

And now im tired and while there is lots to write..there is lots to type as well