The Grand Finale

I turned 22 yesterday! It was one of my most amazing birthdays. I expected a few calls at 12 and was pleasantly surprised by the number of people who called. I was busy yakking on the phone when I heard a knock and someone screaming "Aunty, aunty". Dhols, Agi, DB and chocolate cake - I thought it was awfully sweet of you guys to drive all the way. Thank you!! My mom set the birthday mood by baking a sinful chocolate mousse cake and laying out quite a spread at lunchtime. And yes, the wine flowed...

At around 4 PM, I left to meet Piggy. The bus journey did me a lot of good. I love spending time by myself; more so on my day. Piggy had to drop off a couple of things at Cubbon Park so off we went. While walking towards the rocks (The rocks are attached to some crazy memories) I "bumped" into Agi, DB and Aaron! It took me a while to figure out what was happening. I walked to other side of the rocks and was welcomed by Chubby, Dinku and a huge bouquet of flowers. Then Shreyas arrived and my happiness doubled :) The only person missing (apart from Chims and Pits - useless women) was Dhols... who walked in like he was on an assignment and Travel & Living was paying him. There was cake, food and lots of laughter. Stray dogs too. Greedy me couldn't keep my eyes off the gift hamper which I ultimately won by dancing to "Jungle Jungle" (Gulzar, How could you come up with lyrics like that??)The gifts in were so carefully thought of and placed in the hamper. I now own a really big bag, a purple top, a blue bangle, strawberry lotion and a beautiful collage of photographs!! Being loved is a nice feeling. We went out for dinner and had a nice time. After stuffing myself with Bavarian chocolate, I crashed at DB's place and slept late into the morning.

It's rather funny how I wanted to spend a quiet birthday this year; meeting only people who mattered the most and existing like furniture the rest of the time. That's exactly what happened but not quite the way I expected it to and I'm G-L-A-D! Getting a year older has never felt this good... this great!

Thanks guys! XXXXs and OOOOs to all of you!:)

C G Am D

Guess who brought a guitar to the hostel room? Guess who's joining her in all the madness? Prometo and I may not be experts but we sure do play and sing for the love of music! Sheer bliss! :)

Nothing's happened in the last couple of hours. I'm not PMSing. Nobody said or didn't say anything that pricked. Yet, I am in a state of sadness. Not frustrated, hurt, irritated, angry... Just sad.

Maybe it was the conversation with mom in the morning. Ma, although I would love to listen to you and do my bit to bond with the family, I'm sorry. I can't let go of what happened the last time I was there. Nobody needs to judge my abilities or make me feel like a numbskull. I am capable of managing myself rather well. And deep down, I know that you feel I'm completely justified in keeping my distance. If I do land up there, it would only be for you because you never ask me for anything.

Maybe it was a class that I don't really understand. Sometimes I feel my age is a disadvantage because my experiences of being a mad, weird, spaced out 21 year old with zero experience in the line enrich the class in absolutely no way. The material design classes are such a welcome change because we're expected to look beyond society, caste, gender blah blah.. Quite honestly, sometimes I feel people need to lighten up. Heck, except for a handful of people, I don't connect with anyone else. It bugs me. It really does. I've discovered how much I hate small talk. Breaking the ice is something else. Trying to behave like my best friend is a No-No.

Maybe it's because I'm craving for good food, muddy paw prints, a holiday and a burst of creativity.

Maybe I just need a hug to tell me that everything will be ok...

Every night I thank:

- My folks who give me the space to be myself and love me just the way I am without any conditions

- My girls.. All of them.. who spoil me, mommify me, yell at me, stand up for me and make me feel special.

- The friends. I haven't a clue of what I would do if they weren't around.

- That unknown person who let me a take a step closer to my dream. Whoever you are, wherever you are; with all my heart, I hope you're happy and get the best of everything :)

- My stars. My weirdness is beginning to look normal. Uh huh! :)

Missing the girls! Really badly! :(

Wishlist..

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I never got to hear the recording and I feel a little bad about it. But on the other hand, to be remembered in someone's happy high times leaves me with a nice feeling. Nishu, Ramuuu and Khan - Thank you so much! :)

H-A-P-P-I-N-E-S-S!! :)

Killing my phone's battery hasn't bothered me for a long time now.. and it continues to be that way..

Hostel Life!

Prometo and our giggles. Thums Up. D.H. food. Tea time snacks. Bandra. Sudden affinity for roadside shorts. Alarm clocks. Bunk beds (or houses as P refers to them). Clothes everywhere. The mirror in the corridor. Madness in the room. Exchanging love stories. TISS labrador. Ajwain. Reliance Fresh. Dead baby jokes. Gurus of Peace and Tarun Tahiliani on the wall. Music. Movies. Random conversations. Study material. Toilet paper...

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Standard answer for this? :)

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Just because I feel like it...

Tannie, I know you're up there laughing your a** off while feeling very happy for your badmash :)

Someone just got lucky.. Isn't the world such a happy place? :)

Two things to say:

1. One relationship in my life is puzzling me terribly. Funnily.
2. Prometo is keeping me away from Zombie-land.