Au revoir!

Apparently, I'm going to Pune as well!

Yeah. She (the friend I'm gonna be staying with) called me up to wish me a happy birthday (oh yeah, it was my b'day on the 20th. it deserves a whole diff post altogether, but there's just so much happening!), and tells me she's got this whole Pune trip planned out.
So, of the 9 days I'm gonna be in India, I'm gonna be in Pune for two!

Everyone at work has been telling me about alllllll the millions of places I should go to in Bombay and Pune. Where I can get the best-vada-pao-in-the-world and everything else is all swirling around my head vying for attention. Don't remember any of them other than something that sounded like Catering College?! (I'm sure I got that wrong, the guy who told me has a weird accent.)

I still haven't packed. Although I have finished shopping. (yay!)
It's 5 past midnight. I need to pack before I sleep. And I'm sitting here and blogging!

I will hopefully not be posting from Bombay.

So bye for now.

I'm leaving on a Jet Plane...

I'm not packed yet. Haven't even started.
I leave in two days. Actually, today is almost over, so I really have just ONE day left before I leave.

Now I know what Harry Potter felt like when he refused to pack even though Prof. Dumbledore wrote and asked him to be ready to leave the Dursleys' house by midnight.

I cannot believe that I'm actually leaving. I haven't even bought the shampoo(of all the things! :o) ) my friend asked me to get her!
My ticket's for the 24th. Confirmed and everything. I called and re-checked and showed my ticket to several people at work to make sure it was ok.

I leave on Thursday...
This Thursday....

Nope.Nothing.
No OMGAWWDs or FUCCCCKIMACTUALLYGOING or anything.

I'm not feeling a thing.

Could be cos I'm worried about all the bomb threats and bad weather and everything that I figure something will stop me from going.

Or maybe it's something else ( which I won't get into).

Whatever it is... I'm just keeping my fingers crossed and wishing I had the will to pray. Hopefully it'll come to me.



PS: Last time I used that title (in my old blog)was over a year back, when I was leaving Delhi to come here, to Dxb.
So much has changed since! And yet, so little.

Unexpected

It's funny how you think you know who you're friends are.
You think you know what to expect and what not to.

And then, life takes you so completely by surprise...

Just goes to say... you're better off not expecting.
Then you won't be so disappointed.
And you'll be grateful for the unexpected.

broken.

And to think i thought things were getting better.
What a stupid optimistic fool i am!
Pretending like it didn't matter, everything's "fine".
Hah!

It really isn't anyone's fault.
No no.
me. That's where the problem lies.

Always wanting, hoping, wishing... when clearly, none of those were meant for me!
You'd think i'd have learnt my lesson by now!

But the heart. it can't be helped.
Some things were just meant to be.
Broken.

Best Invitation Ever!

When I opened my inbox at work on Sunday, I found this mail from my friend at work. He's getting married this Thursday.

Sun… (means listen in Hindi)

Mehendi on Tuesday evening..
Pitti, my place.. on Wednesday. (Somebody please tell me what Pitti is. He went on about some egg fight??!!)
Nikah on Thursday. Around 7 ish- 8.
Reception on Friday.

Be there!

I've never been to a North Indian wedding before! I'm so excited!
Err... he was kidding about the egg fight, right?!