me: i'm gonna fly bac home!!!!
me:all by myself!
me:can u imagine dat?
Hrishikesh: you are 21. act your age. it is not a big deal.
me: kuntham!
Well, in my first post in this blog i had mentioned about the great adventure of going to write SNAP.And now,this is me flying to Cochin. Changing planes midway.Hmmm...if i had written it a bit earlier, i would've explained all my excitement in detail, but now,i guess its not a big deal after all...God, am i growing up???
It was scary, hoping that the old bus driver would take me to SB road before my plane actually left for Mumbai. I recall irritating everyone in the vicinity by chanting 'please go fast, please go fast' until we reached SB road.
At Cochin, my dear darling brother greeted me with'She's sooooo dark!!!'. I never expected a hug, or 'i missed you' or anything dramatic. A simple 'Hello' would have sufficed too. But then he's the pest.
When i was going to Symbi, i had declared that i would not be returning until after 2 yrs, that i don't even want to come back, every thing is better in pune, i just want to get out of Trichur, etc etc etc.But i have learnt a lot of new things now.
There's no place like home. Okay, i've hated three yrs here really badly,but still, ...i never thought i'd actually be writing this or even accepting this ever-I love staying in my house. Just lying on MY bed in MY room reading MY books(of which i'm really possessive) seems to be the best thing to do. And stroking my fat cat Binku on the woodden swing indoor,on which he likes to sleep on,eating my mom's hot chocolate cake right out of the oven...
