This Girl's Diary: Congest (eddd)

November 2, 2010

Congest (eddd)

I woke up this morning to be greeted by Shahrukh Khan's face peeping under the door from today's issue of the Times of India. 'Happy birthday to the King of Bollywood', it went. Some people get to enjoy fancy birthday parties in Hitler's land while I have a choice between chai and samosa at the immediate hostel or a half burnt plate of maggi this side of the road.

My life is now entering a traffic congestion zone with too much to be done in too less a time. I had my presentation postponed for the 17th which means preparing for that and writing term papers and abstracts are going to go hand in hand. I still haven't made any headway with the hotel booking which reminds me that I need to have a look at the websites while I am still online. Facebook fever is at an all time low which got some rejuvenation yesterday, all thanks to an impending act of defiance.

After watching Eat.Pray.Love. I have this steering desire to start writing something good. I think my life would serve as a much more interesting story for people, especially women, to relate to. And just maybe, someday I will be waiting to greet you from the morning papers with a line that reads "Happy birthday to the Arien".

1 comment:

TeestaMay 30, 2011 at 11:51 AM
please keep that seed 'ON' ur mind alwaz to write a book .. you very well know how i would wait to be greeted from the morning papers...
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