How can something smell so suddenly?
I was reading seriously and suddenly noticed some rotten egg smell in my room. I dunno whom to tell now and I write. Please don't read..it is for myself!
I think this is coming from outside otherwise how can it come so suddenly. I sprayed perfume all over the room..I did it as I see it in an ad these days...forgot the name.. something that people spray just before guests visit..but what is this smell? Like detective I checked all cupboards, fridge, under the bed and opened window too. It is smelling bad outside too. I wish now I had a roommate to engage myself, at least to give more ideas to detect the smell. Once there was a power cut whole night, then I could wake the girls in next room to company me..now I cannot tell, it smells in my room..please come and stay with me.
Last Saturday, I happened to attend my first party in Delhi. On a roof top..candles lit around the wall...with twenty bewildered bachelors..some Spanish women with their notable dresses. After rejecting the invitation for couple of times, I gave a thought to give it a try. May be I should know what they are..and could be..when the clouds reached the road beside the house, making the whole sky dark, people opened their beer cans and vodka bottles...with cheerful mood and lot of excitement. Three of them passed bottles to me and I said I don't like the taste. Gave a damn if people thought me escapist, but it was not new for them to hear things like this. Like in mute some questions I could hear, I tried to answer to myself. My mind was fading, losing and just came the thought of my beautiful evening in Bangalore. Like a place which is untouched by human civilization, my heart is preserved with those memories..untouched! That day I wore a white trouser and my old top of college days and walked while it is drizzling to the nearby cafe from hostel. I was excited to see the expression on his face. My heart was on my feet.
Spent many hours drinking strawberry shakes....like last time in my village..it was alive and soothing..he etched on my mind. I went into my cocoon when the crowd around me went for another drink. After the initial introductions people have made their choice of friends and choice of groups and started socializing. I think it is called so. I who sat in between four walls for four months ventured out thinking life will not come to me if I sit with talking walls. Yeah they talk to me to tell get out. Like fishing in pond, people are moving from one person to another..when they found a fish in one pond, they go to another..how many fishes?
I thanked my manager for the first time..as many people around here not ask 'where do you work?' but 'what is your position?' and I realized why they have this fancy designations at my office..anyways coming to party...it was just about to start and I saw the time and said goodbye to all and left the place. As I walked at 9.30p.m on Delhi road alone to reach metro station 100mts away..I realized I was not there in the party..though physically I was standing but my mind was far away. In metro I starred at each girl and tried to figure out how they would reach their homes this late..I hoped silently that they knew to be safe.
People nod to your opinions only when you stick to some rules in forming your opinions. Such a bullshit driven mass. Opinions come from experiences and rules are unnecessarily created to avoid random opinions. So, it is not wrong to have any kind of opinion and learn to say cut the crap when some one talk rules. I was wondering these days what do they call a gal who is called 'sex columnist' in India? Probably they call her a girl from family of bad moral and ethical values or someone who needs counselling to live in India..or ..are we changing...SATC made me wonder if there are any one like Carrie in India.
My fodder for today seems to be over, I feel hungry and this room stopped stinking..I donno if room's do have smell as one of their sense..I would want to shut my senses for now..night night...don't let the bedbugs bite..
I was reading seriously and suddenly noticed some rotten egg smell in my room. I dunno whom to tell now and I write. Please don't read..it is for myself!
I think this is coming from outside otherwise how can it come so suddenly. I sprayed perfume all over the room..I did it as I see it in an ad these days...forgot the name.. something that people spray just before guests visit..but what is this smell? Like detective I checked all cupboards, fridge, under the bed and opened window too. It is smelling bad outside too. I wish now I had a roommate to engage myself, at least to give more ideas to detect the smell. Once there was a power cut whole night, then I could wake the girls in next room to company me..now I cannot tell, it smells in my room..please come and stay with me.
Last Saturday, I happened to attend my first party in Delhi. On a roof top..candles lit around the wall...with twenty bewildered bachelors..some Spanish women with their notable dresses. After rejecting the invitation for couple of times, I gave a thought to give it a try. May be I should know what they are..and could be..when the clouds reached the road beside the house, making the whole sky dark, people opened their beer cans and vodka bottles...with cheerful mood and lot of excitement. Three of them passed bottles to me and I said I don't like the taste. Gave a damn if people thought me escapist, but it was not new for them to hear things like this. Like in mute some questions I could hear, I tried to answer to myself. My mind was fading, losing and just came the thought of my beautiful evening in Bangalore. Like a place which is untouched by human civilization, my heart is preserved with those memories..untouched! That day I wore a white trouser and my old top of college days and walked while it is drizzling to the nearby cafe from hostel. I was excited to see the expression on his face. My heart was on my feet.
Spent many hours drinking strawberry shakes....like last time in my village..it was alive and soothing..he etched on my mind. I went into my cocoon when the crowd around me went for another drink. After the initial introductions people have made their choice of friends and choice of groups and started socializing. I think it is called so. I who sat in between four walls for four months ventured out thinking life will not come to me if I sit with talking walls. Yeah they talk to me to tell get out. Like fishing in pond, people are moving from one person to another..when they found a fish in one pond, they go to another..how many fishes?
I thanked my manager for the first time..as many people around here not ask 'where do you work?' but 'what is your position?' and I realized why they have this fancy designations at my office..anyways coming to party...it was just about to start and I saw the time and said goodbye to all and left the place. As I walked at 9.30p.m on Delhi road alone to reach metro station 100mts away..I realized I was not there in the party..though physically I was standing but my mind was far away. In metro I starred at each girl and tried to figure out how they would reach their homes this late..I hoped silently that they knew to be safe.
People nod to your opinions only when you stick to some rules in forming your opinions. Such a bullshit driven mass. Opinions come from experiences and rules are unnecessarily created to avoid random opinions. So, it is not wrong to have any kind of opinion and learn to say cut the crap when some one talk rules. I was wondering these days what do they call a gal who is called 'sex columnist' in India? Probably they call her a girl from family of bad moral and ethical values or someone who needs counselling to live in India..or ..are we changing...SATC made me wonder if there are any one like Carrie in India.
My fodder for today seems to be over, I feel hungry and this room stopped stinking..I donno if room's do have smell as one of their sense..I would want to shut my senses for now..night night...don't let the bedbugs bite..
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