Brilliant day. Dark gloomy ride in bus. Saraswati idol outside the university wall painted bright pink with blue polka dots all over. Car windshield frosted with vapour, schoolchildren in scarves, municipal dustbin filled to bursting with dead leaves. Tea boiling in a stall. Tiny little bonfires every ten steps. Curved bricks with dust in the grooves. More wind, and yet more, newspapers in a stall rustling like whispers, or whispering in rustles, whatever that means. I buy one and open it and it tells me snow is falling in Shimla.
I wonder what the day has in store pour moi. Apart from the long line in front of the KMR, that is.
1 day ago
9 have survived.:
Well, fog's cleared up now. How was the Tempura yesterday? Did it make your ass burn?
so this is why you take photographs.
you have the sensibilities of an artist.
And there was no line ajke.
Nice day, this one :)
@ pom: it most certainly did not! *indignant look* but we demolished it all the same.
@ blinknmiss: does that mean i get to throw tantrums and drink a lot? :P
@ sabajaya: yes! good day gone better! yaay.
Your post reminds me of the We Don't Like Ellipses blog. Who was it by? Megha or something - can't recall her name. There's also a girl in our college who writes like this.
There is a We Don't Like Ellipses blog? I don't like ellipses either. Especially since I became a compulsive ellipses user.
Nice post. Silly comment, since all your posts are. But comment all the same. So ho.
beautiful post :)
very beautiful
@ sroyon: megha, yes. i loved her blogs.
at rest, *beams*
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