My heart isnt made of wood you know.... on the contrary... you could say it is made of glass....

And it finally rained... =D

Black is a very lucky color for me! I got my lines right, not one glance at the script! Needless to say that rehearsal was fabulous! Really satisfying run through... Think we're going to do a good job! Lets see... And then... while I was coming back home on the S9... it started raining! I was so happy I could have danced! Nothing on Earth compares to the feeling of getting drenched in the first shower of the season! the cold drops sending shivers up your arms and the wind making you curl into a ball in the auto and clutch your soaking kurti! And to add to it the ipod playing something as perfect as kissing in the rain by Tori Amos. If only there was someone waiting at the end of the road to embrace my cold and wet form, it would have been picture perfect! But that's okay... =D I was as happy as a child today! The rain... the night.. the feeling! Just too much! And I knew that at the other end of the city, there would be one more pagli feeling the same way about the rain as I was feeling... and then I come home and figure out she had written about the first rain of the season in her blog exactly a year ago... how awesomely freaky is that? =D

I was so taken up by the whole mood that I missed my lane and the rickshaw man had to make his way back... I was that lost! and the ipod kept playing one perfect song after the other! Bonfires... almost lover... saathiya...etc. I was lost in a different world, a world where dreams come true. That's what the rains do to me. It makes me believe, it makes me hope.

And then when I get home looking like I've just climbed out of a swimming pool... my mother looks at me and says, 'bheejle?'... and I say 'yes' with a smile she hasnt seen on my face for quite some time!

It's my time of the year again, gray skies, full luscious clouds bursting with water, thunder, wind, memories, smiles, unfulfilled desires, yearning hearts. Yes... I love the rains... =)

I am content tonight... =)

'Ei tui kal kokhon University pouchobi?' or variations of the same sentence can cause a LOT of happiness!

As predicted last night, today was a very happy day! Even before the bus came to a stop, I noticed this person standing there in a formal shirt and half pants and thoroughly disheveled hair and broke into a very wide smile. :) This was followed by mad conversation for 3 hours and forty five minutes in ccd. I am sure they got thoroughly tired of us, and we thank our lucky stars that they didn't throw us out!

If there was ever a day of undiluted happiness, this was it. I thought this would be a very long blog, but I feel so content at the moment that I don't feel like writing anymore about it. :)

Friendship is one of the most beautiful things that exist... I hope all of you agree with me.

I have recently noticed two changes in me.

1. I am addicted to my blog.(proven by the fact that I'm sitting at 2 in the night and writing this for no apparent reason!)

2. I now have a monster appetite! Now this is scary, I have forever dealt with losing my appetite. This is the first time when I'm eating more than I used to! Sreejata says it's good, because I'm finally eating right quantities, but what if I put on more weight? I think I should read Peony in Love again! Then I'll survive on juice for some time! I happily ignored the flask of milk and the dabba of protein shake that was sitting at the dining table today and had ekta baashi ruti with thanda cholar dal, and then followed that up with a glass of hot milk. I really like milk, I am part cat you see! :)

I think I have lost it!

Anyway, I'll finish my milk now and curl up in bed and read Untouchables.

Tomorrow, I think, will be a happy day! :)

Goodnight.

I think I'm cracking, No wait... Actually I KNOW I'm cracking. Little things infuriate me. People get onto my nerves. And I'm running from my own thoughts. I think I'm going back to being that angry person who was affected by nothing from 1st semester.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Anyway, I will go read After Dark by Haruki Murakami now.

Goodnight.

Just tell me one thing,
Did I EVER matter?

The theory of devastation....(This was written last week btw)...

This had to happen
It was expected
The day I placed my brittle heart in your hands
I knew that one day
you would close your fist...
and when you would open it again
the ruby red pieces would fall to the floor
and shatter some more
and you would walk away
even if your heart was breaking.

Its not your fault
you had already warned me
but I had promised never to leave
I had promised to always come back
even if you pushed me away.

So there..
walk away
I'll wait
for you to come back...

I know you will!!!