Sunday Highs

Sundays are the best thing to happen to mankind or what? (after Brad Pitt ofcourse), it is the light at the end of presentations (read mba) tunnel .
Watch a movie late into Saturday night knowing you get to wake up late the next day, get up and rush to Madras Cafe, Matunga (can it be called Tradition if its just a month old? :D) for a brunch that will make up for all the shitty food throughout the week. *gets high thinking of the hot the-exact-right-amount-of-crispy-vada and the divine filter coffee*

Get back, rejoice in the joy of laziness and wait for some good soul to come with up a plan for the evening and hop right in when they do. The best Sundays are when we end up going for some play and finally end up at Marine drive. Makes u wish there was a pause button for life.

Quite funnily, it’s doing the little nothings that makes me feel most alive.