The much hyped V-day

I got up after SNOOZing the alarm twice. It was the regular routine. But today was special. It was Valentine day. From the moment I got up, I was very conscious that people will be hawking on my movements today. I made it a point not to wear any sort of red in my clothing today. Not to look different today; not to look special today!! Its such a shitty thing to live in pretension!!
On my regular route to work, I saw a lot of latent enthu amongst the college going crowd. I noticed lotsa red in people’s attires. I noticed the regular umbar tree flowering in red. I wondered how this tree was capable of showing such bright colors. It turned out that a bogunvel creeper had creeped up the tree and had given it a flowery look. What a good thing to notice on this day!!
Office was typically mundane with my colleagues dying to know my plans for today eve. And it was typically mundane of me to turn a blind eye to their questions!!
On my way home, our bus driver picked up a fight with a truck driver and there was some hungama on the street!!
I came home; worked out; studied a bit and slept!! So much for another boring v-day!!

A small OASIS of recreation

Was really bored at work and desperately needed some recreation. It was Saturday & I was working in office. I also had a plan of working on Sunday On my way back, I got into an overcrowded bus and obviously had no place even to stand. I was contemplating a tiring evening with my cet material.
That’s when, like an angel, Chetan called up for a drink.
We gathered at pop-tates; - me Chetan n Ballutiya!! We had a round of “Paneer-corn chilly” with a small vodka which was very diluted. I enjoyed their company, esp because I was controlling the conversations. Moreover Chetan is hooked; so we had all the more reason to walk over his comments!! He was playing safe and not venturing into his usual non-sense.

I did not study; did not workout; did not rest. I didn’t do anything that I had planned but was really a good evening! I must learn to relax when I m tired. It’ll make me more productive. Unfortunately, I do not know where to draw the line that demarcates enjoyment from sincerity.