the day when i brushed twice.

climate outside is so nice that i cant stop myself writing a post. now that i've decided to write something the first speed break was wut to write. and i decided to write wuttever comes to my mind... after all its wut i've been doing whenever i key in for my blog.
it took alarm 1, mom's call, alarm 2, alarm 3, missed call from reshma and then alarm 4 to wake me up from the deep sleep. i was reluctant to wake up as it was very cool outside and warmth of the blanquet was so very nice. and it took 5 mins to brush and get into proper clothes. and nani was on the back seat after 15 mins. nite was so chilling that i can feel my stomach is shivering while driving. but the bike was moving swiftly like a red snake in the black mud. we've reached the rajiv gandhi international airport. i was carryin a bouquet of 6 red roses and one yellow rose to give to harshita who was leavin to US by 435am flight. a scene inside was wut i was expecting and thinking of while i was parking the bike, in which aunt n uncle are vth mist eyes in the posh airport vth two elevators one carrying ppl vth sad faces upstairs, and the other carrying ppl returning home vth high spirits and each face looks like a thousand candles bulb... lookin at the ppl waiting for them downstairs. we took the visiotors passes usin vch we can get into the airport. and moment i stepped in was a disaster as i saw, a nothing good than necklace road railway station situation. ppl who are leavin to the other lands were on the other side of mesh, vch gave me the feeling that they are sort of prisoners who came down to meet their visitors. aunt and uncle were very normal no tears, at all.
we reached there exactly at 240, but she was already done vth check in. rakesh n reshma were there. reshma was pretty normal, and was waiting for the bunch of chocolates i promised to bring. rakesh a.k.a nina was strange to me. he was not fat. not masculine. but he was heavy built. entirely different picture wut i had in my mind. i had had this feeling that if he had a bit fair complexion then chances were there for him to become the college hero. after spending some time there we sent off harshitha, and exchanged buh byes.
and then a drive thru the early morning darks, vch i enjoyed the most. there was a slight drizzle vch made the ride more kewl. it took no time to reach room and jump into bed. after a good sleep i brushed my teeth again.
and the day, today is so fantastic that i am not even thinking of the work. i am finding myself in great spirits. a cricket match or a pleasant talk vth friends in this climate... wud b next to heaven.
yeh mausam ka jaadooo hain mitwaa...


3 Comments:
u write so well i am confused which is real and which is a dream unless i read the subject
hehe... reminded me of my journey to US... it was teh tiem when i brushed once in 3 days :D..psst.. don tell amma :P
Cool Blog Raj...It reminds me of the day I left India...Thanx for coming and wishing me.
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