Lowie days..

Had a sick taste in my mouth this morning.. The kind which immediately precedes a fever.. But then I seldom have a fever… So much for small mercies…
Shouldn’t listen to ‘Piya Bavari’… Beautiful composition but it sets me off thinking .. up the wrong way!
What if I was single and unattached? Where would I have been? What’d have I have made of myself? Not much, maybe.. I did and do think that.. marrying Pinchoo is the most sensible thing that I’ve done… It’s one of those correct decisions in my life… Not that there was much of a decision to make, I mean, I was sure all the time.. there is no one who complements me better… Of course, I am lucky that I haven’t met anyone else! And him too…:)
So vacuous, so vacant.. so vocation-less… Keep correcting and criticising my stance… ENUFF!!!!
I tend to get coloured by people to a very large extent, I think.. Every conscious moment, I try to think like Lubs.. She is a model person to me…
The one scene which returns time and again… Of Simran from ‘Kannathil M…’ in a blue saree with a long pallu running towards the horizon, on a white desolate bech, totally devoid of any vegetation…
Somewhere I am all alone….