Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Undoing last mistake of hitting return key :)

Sunday-Amazingly a damn boring day. People are happy about getting an off from the work. To be with the family. What should I do? No family in here. Nothing to look forward to. Just sit back and either listen to the repeated songs all day. Grab a book and read. or sleep.
Problem is nothing seems very interesting. Whats the point of listening to song when every damn songs reminds you of someone.. and you miss her more. Reading a book, somewhere when an intimate scene is being described you feel you were in the same shoes. and you miss her even more.
I have began to dread holidays and offs. Cause loneliness eats me up, from within and without. Physical closeness is overwhelmed by the emotions I have begun to feel for her. So far.
I was looking forward to Monday. TOI horoscope said.. A travel is must unless ur personal horoscope says so. Flight of my heart took me to Shanghai, close to her. I could feel her arms around my head pressed against her bossom. Sleeping like a baby in her arms. But alas nothing seems to be making this dream come true till this moment. Hope is man's best friend. And that is what I am hanging on to.
Monday- People are scared of Monday. For me it was a welcome break from 3 days of loneliness. 3 days of sulking from within, and without her. Atleast I can speak to my colleagues I can pour my self in work. And hope that may be a chance to travel back to shanghai would come soon. I met people but again no work. Got to know that the fix that we applied we did a blunder. So the process of damage control, which dint last long. Day kept on passing. I was hoping to listen to a news, which did not come. Only solace in these times is Gtalk where I can talk to her, get a lil lighten up. In evening I packed my bag.. and went home. But my day is not over yet. Door is locked. Pallav and his brother has gone to see off their parents. After 3 hrs of waiting outside the door, Everyone returned. They missed their train, courtesy traffic jams, and few other people who caz them. They have lost their sense of traffic, just because they earned a few quick bucks, they are on top of world. Nothing seems big enough to them. Not even law. These assholes need to be taught, a good traffic sense. Anyway.. I had somehow spent my time. Talking bla bla to security guy.. watching a damn sexy girl walking down the aparment entrance.. Wow. She looked at me.. Or was it just my imagination. Boys will be boys.

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