Tomorrow.

I need a break. A change of scene.
I need to get out of this city for a while.
I can't wait to get on that plane tomorrow, and fly straight off to Delhi.

"Give Peace A Chance."

While we were sitting at Worldview today, this group of people holding up a placard that said 'FREE HUGS' came up, and this girl rushed forward. She proceeded to hug everyone, moving from one person to the next. She hugged all of us, without exception.

They said it was to spread the message of peace and goodwill.

It was impossible not to smile after she'd hugged us- just the way she laughed and flung her arms around us- the affection really showed, and her enthusiasm was infectious!

Absolutely unique concept, I think, and a fantastic idea. It's little gestures like these that really go a long way.

When there's violence, terror and bloodshed almost everywhere we look, we could all do with a little more love in our hearts. Cheers to this group who spread the message of love in such a delightful way.

Cats.

There are some times, when I honestly feel closer to my pet cats than to people.

I won't say anything more, but- thank Heavens that I have Obelix and Pickles to keep me sane when people drive me crazy.

Turning 20.

My 20th birthday was a marvellous one. Right from the flood of phonecalls at midnight to the barrage of texts, from the birthday lunch with friends to all the presents, from a special letter to a lovely blogpost, from Dida's payesh to the bouquets of roses, from Ma's letter to the birthday cakes, just everything was simply lovely.

I couldn't have asked for a better day.

And to think I was dreading turning 20. Sure, I'm not a teenager anymore, but every phase ends, and a better one starts.

Thank you to everyone who made this day special, and a special thank you to Ma and Height, who brought me into this world, and gave me a wonderful life.

I love you all. Very very much.

Midnight Approaches.

In less than three hours, I shall leave behind my teenage years, and become 20. It's not an exciting prospect. I remember how, when I was a kid, I used to get so excited about birthdays, and start counting down months in advance. How, the night before, I couldn't sleep because I was so hyperactive.

It's strange how things have changed so much. Now, I'm not even excited, to tell the truth. Tomorrow's my 20th birthday- so what? It's just another day.

People are telling me it's not that big a deal, that it's just a number, Abhijan told me I might be saying goodbye to my teens, but I'm welcoming in the best time of my life. Everyone's right in their own way. Turning 20 isn't that big a deal, it is just a number, and maybe I just am welcoming in the best time of my life.

All the same, I can't help feeling sorry that I can't say I'm 19 anymore. Can't help mourning for the teenage years that have passed me by. Can't help but wonder how Time flies by so fast.

The teenage years were a journey- one that had ups as well as downs. I saw much, learnt even more, grew up, experienced loss in its true sense, tasted responsibility, touched success... Yes, they were wonderful while they lasted.

And now, I suppose it's time to get ready to be 20. It's a funny age to be. Neither here nor there. But I suppose I shall get used to it. And maybe, just maybe, I am welcoming in the best time of my life. *grin*

Holding On- And Now Moving On.

I have been holding on to a part of my past for a while now, visiting old memories, re-reading old letters, and going back to photographs. It was a bittersweet journey, but now I think it's time for me to move on. I am over it all.

I shall walk on with fond memories.

Thank you for everything, for all the moments we shared.

It's time for me to move on now.

A Little Thank You.

In between the note-passing in class and hanging out at Worldview, in between the nail-biting over Internal Assessments and constant laughter, in between the endless cups of Iced Tea and the Icky Pink Days, in between the continuous complaints of "I'm hungry" and random discussions, I have realised that I have made a few absolutely invaluable friends.

This post is a thank-you to them, for being there, always.

Like Queen put it, "Friends will be friends."

I couldn't agree more.

What would I do without you all? Well, I'd get on, but life wouldn't be so much fun, neither would it be as nice.

*hug*

Life's Good. Touch Wood.

Icky Pink Day at college. Endless cups of Iced Tea. Sitting with friends and talking about nothing, yet talking about everything. Spacing out during Middle English class and doing more interesting things. Long conversations on Gtalk. Brief phone calls that make me smile. An air-mailed package. Pasta- smelling of cheese. Watching Wall-E.
*smiles*
Life's good. Touch wood.