ANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL is what the month has been so far.
suggested we ought to have IBM franchised yoga classes... just because i can feel my back becoming a brick.. like tough old mutton meat..
still trying to get to bloody lal bagh to get some plants to grow in time for monsoon... hoping for a flower on my birthday
been thnking abt my birthday.. which somehow always depresses me.. princess me
been feeling hot under the collar, sleepy under the eyes, heavy at the heart and malaise in just being
not unhappy with what is around me at this point, not quite happy when i think of all the things that should be around me
conclusions from talks with various girlfriends the past couple of days-
why women think marriage, men think promotion: women only think it cz no one bothers men abt marriage.. ppl bother women, ask them when it is gonna happen.. no body thinks to ask if it's even gonna happen.
what it means to go out with a responsible man: an uphill task, liek trying to milk a mountain for the rest of ur life... where downhill mean kiddies didn't end up in the school of HIS dreams... uphill means vacations without HIM.. without a PLAN...
its not that men don't listen, they just don't remember
and lastly: men and women are vastly different, so vast that to understand eachother just out of the question, so really don't bother. It's like trying to walk arnd with bannana skin slippers.. ur bound to bloody slip n fall n then curse urself for ever even trying to do so... either that, or u end up in guiness world records as the world's first retard that walked on them and didn't fall...