heppy-wala birthday! silver jubilee!
in amma's words, half a lifetime gone phut!
what a dud day. did nothing but correct the galaxian round 2 essays, and sundry other totally immaterial things. wore the magenta kurta, n the curly cloud. no motivation to dress up. smiling is such a chore.
feeling lost. people are starting to comment. the gang keeps ragging me about the look and are convinced there is some deep dark secret that i'm not divulging. well, there is a deep dark secret, but i'm in no divulging mood thank you. come clean, n have everyone rag me to death?
huh! fat chance!that i can do without. i catch myself staring off into space, missing snatches of conversation, sometimes missing entireconversations....i guess i'l have to wait for it to pass, n hope that it passes. things would be very awkward otherwise.
well.
i made my bed, so now i must do the lying on it, i guess. not very comfortable.
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