I need a smoke. My hand moves towards the warm cup of tea as I sit in front of my lousy desktop. The key board is screwed, takes effort to punch in letters, so much so, that it derails my train of thought. In the background, 'Velvet Revolver' is belting out a classic on my outdated Winamp. A ruffled crow sits on the windowsill vigorously trying to get rid of the rain in his feathers. he looks at me with pity, I wonder why? Hes scavenged hard for slice of dead meat today, and there I lay, in front of him, sipping tea that tastes of everything but the effort that went into making it.
I need to do something. I look at the watch, its quarter past 12. I have practically wasted the entire morning. I have so much to do. My blogs been idle for a while, my drawer needs to be fumigated for the crap, which has been lying there for eons now. Life is moving fast.
I need to speak to someone. She hasn't called. She said she would. Maybe she's been busy. I need to give people their space. Everyone is not as wasted as I am. Or has my mobile battery died. Over the past months I have found solace amidst this seemingly mundane life in her and cricket. But then again, both of them don't go together.....kinda like the same poles. College life seems a blur, get up everyday at 6.40 am come back at 9.30 pm.....life's been good, except for the siesta I miss everyday . However, I do manage to sneak in some sleep in the college library.
I need to eat something. I think I will cook today. Haven't had kheema pav in a long time. Or should I place an order. Can't decide.
I need to change and do something about my "talking on the phone" manners. I can't seem to speak on the phone for more than 5 mins and 28 seconds. Don't know why. The moment I say those dreaded words " and tell me, hows life", I know I need to hang up. Some of them are pissed about this behavior of mine, however they have no clue how much crap they are being saved of. It makes me realize that people truly don't value good things in life.
I need to pause before I open my mouth and abuse. I might just end up regretting it for the rest of my life.
I am bored........I need a nap....
