as i think of writing this post, my hair is dangling over my eyes. no its not because its long, but that hair is falling. i guess its the dandruff. when it comes to cosmetics, taking care of your body, i would be the worst person. gone are those days when i used to take cutticura powder and put it on my face before i rush to school. now my face is all rugged with the post-pimple gutters that putting powder is not a good idea. i really miss the days when you were a care-free child and you don’t have to think about washing your clothes (my clothes are still in the washing machine i need to put them into the drier) or which place to go for food. there was no need to search for a good malayalee mess. home itself was a 5 star hotel were you had all luxury of having food at any time you want and that too the food you like the most.

all these thoughts are making me nostalgic. everybody in their life would be feeling this. when they have to live alone depending on themselves. even though you earn a lot, not sure what to do with it or how to enjoy it. i still remember i used to collect money little by little and then buy some computer accessory. and the happiness you get at that time was awesome. it was a long wait and getting the thing you wanted. hmm, gone are those days. i just bought a 2.1 speaker last week. didn’t have to struggle to get money to buy it.. just a swipe of the credit card. now the speaker is in my front but i don’t feel the same happiness that i got when i bought it when i was at home. life is a big mystery. you never know what you really want in your life. is it money, is it lots of property? lots of happiness? lots of kids!?!? what’s it actually. ok let me not go into that infinite loop which doesn’t bring any answer.

i just opened this blog today and realized that i had written something only long time back. reading them i felt as if “did i really write them”. it was weird. . i sometimes feel that i can just start writing a novel. i feel like thoughts just flow from my mind. but it seems they are very random thoughts which any tom dick and harry can write. you talk about the tree then the apple then newton then mango then mango juice! what’s the fun in that? maybe some random freaky guy would enjoy reading it.

Tags: Personal, random