Monday, January 16, 2012

Hello there!

I'm back from Kolkata from yet another week of 16 hrs of classes. Get that? 16! Poof! This is how my awesome 2012 is going to be!

So, well...what else. I have been thinking, as is customary let me list out my resolutions for this year.

1. I will not cut my hair ever again.
2. I will run more and ride on the scooty less.
3. I will try to play any sport everyday as much as I can.
4. I will keep my planner on the go and stop not updating.
5. I will stop caring about what others think and stop cramming up my head.
6. I will try to learn to play a new instrument and watch as many movies as I can.
7. I will work harder and not procrastinate much.
8. I will try to do something  creative everyday.

Let's leave it at that for all the basic resolutions.
It's weird how the christmassy feel hasn't left yet. I mean I still see red, green and white shaded things everywhere. It's like I'm still stuck in time! And I did NOTHING this Christmas so maybe it's because I've missed out. Don't you wish we had proper Christmasses? Like the red stockings filled up, the big Christmas tree staked up in the drawing room, opening presents, tearing through wrappers...sounds heavenly. And the way its getting colder here by the day, all I'm wearing is a jumper and a comfy track pant...or maybe a hoodie, and the bad part being that I kind of am wearing off the same clothes everyday :P

Are you people crazy about the ek mein aur ek tum movie...seems fun! I like watching easy going not much intense movies once in a while, ya know! And what else...geared for a new week which will start with me going off to school tomorrow with an ORGANIC test. How cruel is that?

Meet up next time...peace out

Monday, January 9, 2012


I erased my slate of dust
Of stories of our past
The smog filled the air around 
I waved my hand through it fast

Sunday nights at the park
The wind blowing through our hair
Watching the moon shine above
We used to walk without a care.

The countless pictures you took of me
The messages I re-read and saved
The yellow polka dot you loved me in
Your smelly jacket that I craved.

The times we bunked literature classes
And ran away to the beach
We drew our names side by side
On the wet sand with our feet.

These dusty memories screamed of you
Your skin, your words, your smell
But now i have a new chalk in hand
To doodle new stories to tell.



Nothing less than family.
Tonkaburo ar moushumi mashi, 2012 :)

Monday, January 2, 2012

Thanks for standing by me throughout this lovely readers!
HAPPY NEW YEAR...have a fabulous 2012.

As I get the hang of getting used to writing 2012,
till SAM B