Hot. Hot. Hot. Hot.
That's what delhi is to me right now. the climate is killing me. and today.. i am missing home like a mad lunatic. i miss my mother. her soft hands. her laugh. her annoying way of being a mother. her cooking. her opinions. everything. i miss papa.. i don't know for what, particularly. but i miss him terribly. and then abu. i miss his idiocy, his hugs, his irritating behaviour, his constant follwing me around, his pestering, the fights, his annoying kisses. i miss my brother almost like i've lost a life force. we took each other for granted.
The story of my messed up life.
What I'm About
This blog is nothing much. The sorry detalis of my boring life. And since i can't complin to living people, I do it through the abyss that is the net.
Unless you want to know the hopeless details of my twisted mind, you wouldn't want to be here.
then again, you might just want to find some company. or some entertainment.
i can give you company, and about entertainment, if my trials entertain you then whatever.
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