A Crisp rainy day

The sight of the vanilla drapes n the orange sun...

It lulls me back to my first day in hostel. I never left home in my 18 years of life, not even for a sleep over at some girlfriend’s place. Home was where luxury was…

 I returned from my first day in college and hugged my bed. I breathed in deep… I noticed such stuff for the first time in life, maybe because of the very busy morning.

We had no idea when to wake up as classes were from 8:30am. We woke up at 5, bathed in cold water!!  COLD, for the 1^st time in my life (yes, it was this big issue then :P). The bathrooms seemed tiny, smaller than a celebrity shoe closet. I was totally disgusted!! But it was fun!!Talking in the shower to the other girls n wondering who might turn out to be the beyotch!!!

We had enough time  before breakfast was served…

I had my food, and then called up dad before stepping out into the real world. With real world comes real worries- carrying your own money and not  losing it!!!

A then-friend called me with ‘concerns’ and talked to me like a mom :D

We had the totally new kind of uniforms- kurta pajama n dupattas. We all smelled like new.

 Bright new day for us, we stepped out with one sissy escort who didn't prefer to be called "uncle"! and hence i did ;)

And then it rained, rained and rained!!! I felt mud in my sandals, my hair got wet. Lost my umbrella in the bus, managed not to lose my bag, finally, we were sitting in a math class, 20 minutes late, and the teacher was speaking Greek or whatever.. .who cares ;)

Only thing I remember was the never ending & forever yawning classes  and that I already hated some seniors.

A bright rainy muddy happy teary day ended. And they had already given us home work %#$@*###

& a jerk \m/

Since I’m pretty alive n kicking I thought it would be a fine evening to say I love u to my new laptop…

I treated it like a 2^nd boyfriend actually, all the time missing my first. Someone stole my first. With no delay I got another one still clinging onto my ex laptop’s memories, all the time talking about its screen n stuff like that although this new one is way wonderful..

Last week I fell terribly ill. Fever. 103F.

Day 1: To myself: I’m gonna be rocking tomorrow or day after.

Day 2: Yes.. Tomorrow I’ll b as healthy as a horse.. It’s ME after all

Day3: I’M GOING TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!! I announce it to all my close buddies.

 They dismiss my case with a duh-huh.

Day4: I’m offline everywhere.. friends call up and say it’s just a viral fever.

Day5: Cried a few tears God knows why.

Day6: I’m getting surer of the fact that I’m about to die. Didn’t tell this to dad because he’ll kill me if I do so.

While I was thinking that I’m about to die (which is quite being a pessimist) I didn’t miss out on a good looking guy who passed by. Then I thought

                                              I AM AN OPTIMIST

(And a jerk \m/)

Then next day I’m off to Fortis. The doctor is a good lady.n i survive !! :p