Better get started

There might or might not be a university lab exam tomorrow and me being the optimist I’m the text/Photostat has been put away the minute I heard ‘hartal’.

Also, I’m moving to Bombay next week. It seems like a crime to call it Mumbai when it has such a beautiful name.

With 50 odd movies left to see, tons of songs a friend gave me (give me a year and I will finish it :D) , calling up people to say bye, a course viva and lab exam to wade through, packing which like always I’ll end up doing the day before, trying to make Amma get all emotional and tell me how much she’s going to miss me ..surprisingly she’s become tougher, trying to get my sister to send me all her pretty skirts without making her give me her all-so-famous don't-lose-Perspective speech (just kidding, enne kollalle), closing some not-so-pretty chapters, promising to keep the good one going… the to-do list goes on and on…

Square One

These days (past year?) my blogging has hit an all time low. When I first started blogging, all I knew was I wanted to be out there, writing. It was my own thing.

But then as you move forward, you begin to introspect. I decided I don’t want to write stuff too personal (I should’ve thought this before I poured out my soul and eccentricities here :-|) ,that I don’t want to come across as some normal girl with the same normal thoughts. I wanted to write the cool edgy stuff, coming across as cold(there’s something sexy about not giving a fuck) and…ungirly?

Well..now I’ve realised that I can write only about stuff I know. And quite frankly (and narcissistically) the only thing I’m that sure about is my own thoughts and decided not to fight it.

In short, I’m back where I started.