I stare blank at the white screen which is eager to lap up all the words ready to run down from my brain, trickle down my hands, drop out of my fingers and get typed on this document. Sorry ‘Word’ I am running short of ideas or perhaps thoughts. Is it a collision of choices, priorities or it’s just me? Do I blame the series of inevitable events or my lethargy? Breaking from the sclerosis I decide to put some things that I have been doing off late and some that I intend to do. It may seem stupid to you (like I care) but these have kept me occupied as a distraction from a few events.
1. I unleashed the kid within me this morning. I pulled out all my stuff toys and started placing them one after the other in several parts of the house. Beside the TV, on the fridge, inside the fridge (I pulled him out after 5 minutes), inside my brother’s cupboard, on the coffee table. Trust me the already warm house looked much warmer.
2. The devilish idea struck me when I picked up the book exorcist from dad’s collections last week. I hate this girl to the core (would not want to put her name here as there are common friends who bump into my blog) , would do anything to scare her and this brilliant idea made me smile. A good make up artist would try his best to get someone dressed and look like the possessed girl in exorcist. Take the person along in the middle of the night, ring her doorbell and scare the shit outta her. Man do I love that feeling? YES.
3. Valentines Day. No I don’t have a valentine. Yes sadly when I thought this would be my first ever special valentines day. But nevertheless I have decided to celebrate it in full style. I am planning to streak my hair red. I am also a part of the Pink Chaddi Andolan (I had to get rid of it, so what better way). I would also coax my best friend to hang around with her boyfriend in coffee day so that Pramod Mutalik can get them married which her parents are refusing to do.
4. I am looking forward for the Cousins’ only Day. All of us are ganging up this month or probably next month for lunch, movie and perhaps bowling too. And let me admit this is the first time we would all gather without our parents around. Miss you tons Manasa. Nobody can take your place. Never. The other idiots are not even game for pub hopping. I know you’ve would have jumped at the very word of it. Love you and Miss you like never.
Hot cuppa coffee and smileys are waiting for me at Koshy’s. I am hungry and I can’t write anymore. Watch this space for more though. The coming months would be one hell of a roller coaster ride. And yes I would put up lots of photographs too. Something that I wanted time for and would only find it from next month. So there would be lots of blogging from Tracer Bullet.
