The Delhi Damage

4 kurtas, 1 handbag, 2 awesome patiala-type pant kinda thingies (not sure what that's called), 3 pairs of shoes, god knows how many bangles, 1 dusted-pink and gold coloured sari....

I think my credit card's melted! :P

Just chill!

I leave for Delhi tonight.

It's just for the weekend and I'll be back on Sunday night.

I feel more relaxed and less unconcerned about my birthday than I usually feel.

I've already had my party and it feels like the birthday is done and over with.

Oh, and the party was so fun! It was a surprise party, we were all playing charades- 3 word sentence, first two words were happy birthday, with the third word (my name) they brought in cake and balloons and started singing the birthday song. :D

And then we inhaled the helium from the balloons and started singing in funny voices!

You should see the videos! lol!

So yeah... I'm more chilled out this year.

I'm looking forward to meeting my Delhi-friends, eating the awesome dilli-food and shoppppppping!

So birthday or not... I'm just gonna have fun!

:o)

Suddenly I'm feeling ridiculously blue.

*sigh*

Need a Pensieve

sunday. rest of the world sleeps. we work. supposed to anyway. :P

sitting at my desk with a cup of black coffee. trying to stay awake.

slept at 4am.

no. wasn't out partying. i was at home, lying in bed, staring at the ceiling and willing for sleep to come. but how can it when i had woken up from an afternoon "nap" at 7:30pm?

this weekend was all about sleep. and sleeplessness.

(feeling the coffee take effect)

I'm feeling listless and restless. I don't want to work this job anymore.

I don't want to live here anymore. I think.

I don't know if I need a break or if I need to break away altogether... move!

I'm going to Delhi on the 19th for the weekend and will be back on Sunday night, the 22nd.

I just neeeded to get away, and my birthday weekend seemed like the perfect time to do it.

My friends were all going to different places as it is, so it's not like I was going to get the traditional "surprise" party or anything. I never do. It's always something or the other.

And if Delhi doesn't get me out of my funk, then I'm seriously considering moving.

I'm not sure where, maybe to Europe. Or Canada.

Of course... I need to have a job... but that'll happen. *fingers crossed*

The idea of starting afresh... new job, new people, new life... it's scary!

And the fear is exhilarating!

So maybe I should move. Or maybe I just need a vacation.

Let's see...