March lovely march. How can I even start to comprehend what an awesome month you are. And no who said it's cause I was born in March, it just is awesome. Hands down. March brings out the optimist in me, makes me feel like theres another chance.
I was tangled. Left stranded in a mess of things. Trying to keep up to deadlines with nothing but the spaces between my fingers to let slip the sands of time. I felt like I lost, that zing I always had with my colleagues. If I can be complacent about one quality in me, that's being able to click in to any group of people. Blinded to their perspectives, character or class. But there was a time I started loosing faith is someone, and that someone and I share the same name. Full.
I thought I was loosing faith and trust people had in me. But then came March, and in all it's glory told me that you just made someone think again, and question his conscious for the better.
Now things are falling back in place piece by piece. I'm still at the epicenter of it all, gluing every piece to the wall, little by little, and when the time comes I'll take the steps backward. Until I can see what I've pieced together.
March already has been hectic and exciting. Exciting more. I'm dancing salsa and jive. What the fuck? Yes. I also found out that there are two types of dance instructors
One...Female...Hot
Two...Male....Gay
But the dude can dance his butt off. Okay, the dancing I really don't mind, the place is also cool (its a rooftop on top of a building, and practices at late evening), besides it's just a week. BUT the fact that Rukshi is also there makes keep the wrong foot. Argh. Why do I have to go through the feelings all over again. I need to take the move on pill. Real bad. So I danced, with her. As much as the awkwardness that surrounded, I really didn't want that dance to end. I wished it to last a milisecond longer than eternity. But it didn't.
I took the bus back home, and a night bus ride is the perfect thing I needed at that time. Travelled the footboard, and the wind was forcing its way through my body, as I shapeshifted from side to side. Rukshi to me is not a bus ride, I thought I could get off at my halt, but it looks like the halt has come and gone.
Anyways, Kudos to March, Keep me happy.
Birthday on Sunday. FYI. =P
3 comments:
The last comment sounded wrong.
Anyway I basically wanted to ask, how come you'r doing so much?
The cricket matches. Mock UN, concert, a band, boards, med school.
I gathered all this from your various posts. :/
How do you get so much time?
No fair I didnt get to see the first one. Lol, yep pretty much everything you picked up is true. Except for med school which prolly be next year.
Yeah i dunno how i tip it in but my balance is holding up pretty gud. But i have the weird feeling its gonan crack pretty soon. =( I need to study like an arse if I have to get into Med. Time is quciksand, the more you struggle the more you sink. Just let time be an unpaid bill, the more you ignore it, the more it'll add up.
And smile. hypocriticism allowed. =)
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