Is it just me or did someone else also notice that
Someone or Something up there has a VERY twisted sense of humor?


It cannot be pure coincidence that the unluckiest day of the year, aka Friday the 13th, was followed by the most sentimental, overly-emotional celebration of love, aka Valentines, the 14th.


Twins a meager second apart.
Unlucky.
Love.
Unlucky IN love.
How else could you make this relationship clearer?


My Valentines was..hm. eventful precisely because it was uneventful.
I fought with him throughout all of Friday night, one of those days when Nothing you say goes down well with the other..

On Saturday morning i talked to his sister, which was quite something considering that i was on the train and could hear nothing she was saying, and had to mumble 'yes yes ofcourse ur right' to everything she said. Despite which she thought 'larki bohot tez hai'
Here's a snippet.

her- Its funny you've spoken to my mom and my brother and my cousin, but never to me. I think Bhai is scared of me.
me-yes, yes..sorry, er....should I be scared of you?
her-no no ofcourse not. But wouldn't the better question be, should I be scared of you?
me-yes yes...o sorry, noo! oh nooooo.....ima meek little.....
( *proceeds with description of my own nunha munna self*)

He then showed peekchurs of me to his family (yes i gave in. 'finally!' according to him.)
Both sister and mother agreed that i had gorgeous hair,however mother dearest seemed particularly inclined to notice the object on my face i have the misfortune to call my nose and said, ' bohot pyari hai lekin pakora naak hai.'

haey me. i think i shall dig my own grave and proceed to cement myself in the ground out of shame.

But No, there were no oodles of red roses or red envelopes or half sung love poems or any such mush. I made it a point to tell him that I Loathe the over-commercialised hype on Valentines, which I think he took a little too seriously and conveniently forgot to wish me on the day, except one meekly muttered out line late evening.
And this might be terribly hypocritical, but I would have liked a little more fuss.


Either way, I learned that whether you are single/double/triple and in denial of it- valentines will always remain just as uneventful, atleast for me. it is better instead to remember that if you DO have someone that cares for you, they will care for you the other 364 days just as much.


Despite which, if you ARE feeling particularly deprived, just blame it on Friday the 13th being a leeetle too close for comfort to Valentines,
........and having obviously rubbed off a little too much on our throw-red-confetti-and-sing-emo-lovie-songs day.

-end rant-
o, and to Ubee, thank you for the Valentine's honour.. I'm touched..
For those who do not know, Please check out Ubee's Valentine's post.


People have been complaining that I have been lost yet again. Hint Michar.
Im sorry, but school has been keeping me ridiculously busy..
Actually, that's a lie. I have been keeping myself ridiculously busy.... by inventing things to keep me occupied, such as clean out the underside of bed, wash clothes by hand instead of in the washing machine, take the longer route to go to school..et cetera.
I realize the more i sit around idly,, the more i get stressed because it feels like i'm not getting enough done, hence the more frustration, the more i feel like ranting and so on..vicious cycle.


obviously, life becomes fairly mechanistic...following my planner as if itssome demi-god..my 'fate' written in my own illegible writing,
return laptop, scan ticket for paper, email prof for thesis statement approval...so on..

i miss blogging. i really do. but i find i have nothing important or interesting to say anymore. my older posts had so much more ...intensity, youth..
ignorant wisdom.
i find i cant bring that up anymore. and it is ture that the more your writing goes unnoticed the more discouraged you get from writing....
and it is true that our little circle of bloggers HAS been fairly stagnant lately..

...and here i was trying to avoid ranting..

kher..to chun chun, im sorry i havent been replying..its funny tht everytime u DO say hie to me im in the middle of a something big with him and cant reply..bt we shalt communicate one day ( i shalt put it in my planner and then it shalt become my destiny to speak with u, yes? )

to everyone else...marina, neeli, ali..PLEASE keep writing.
to myself, please become alive again.

end lameness, and back to studying.
later,
eeda