Hi guys...

Hi... once again.

Its been two weeks since I last kept you posted. I seem to have developed some invisible bonding with some people I have never met. I was confidant they were unaware of me and thought only I saw them and noticed them and missed them and they never knew my existence. I was wrong.

Kamila. She got married on friendship day of this year. Will miss her. I always did. She was one adamant girl. Only me and mama could make it to the wedding. We took our first ever long road trip together. It is a memory I hope I never lose.

We had conversations. We had silence. We had cigarettes. Kamila.

The group has been reducing steadily since the end of college and now its definitely not gonna get back to its full strength. Sad. But I am happy about the last trip we took to college.

August 5.Dhoulath's birthday. A day I have managed to forget or miss somehow for the past 6 years I've known her. This time I wished her from bed. Love you Dhou. We spent time together and as usual I sent her home with tears(not of joy).

Dat is the strangest thing between me and kosu. We have to fight every day. I am the damned guy who always pounces.

I filed my IT returns for the financial year 2008-2009. My company has crossed 10 Lakh turn over. Dats something. But still its bleeding. and now its bleeding worse than ever.

Zuzu. KN.

Life is a test.

Iniya is one blog I have started enjoying a bit too much. I am jealous of her. How can you write so well when I can't? damnit.

Monica. What do I say? Donn get to spend time wid her lately. Is it meant to be dis way? Something has changed.

Have gotten into this habit of watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S at midnight everyday. Too bad.

Priya! I miss her nowadays. She's a teacher and is too busy to write much. I miss the michievous girl whose blog I stumbled upon and couldnt stop myself from roling on the loor laughing. She didnt write jokes. She just wrote plain stuff. Open. On the face. so funny. Hope she gets to write a little more.

Had wine last night. Had quite a bit. (little more than half a bottle). God!, I am happy I hate it.

Business. Life. Love. Equally sinking. I am seriously thinking of getting myself hired. Would it work? Damn it would. I am a listener. And listeners are gud workers.. Just as listeners are gud bosses.

Sharanya and Nisha are getting married on the same day. I suddenly donn remember is Swatha was engaged or wedded. :-\

Math got married. The guy was hansome. To most of our envy. Wishes guys. Have I written about it already? ya.. probably... Dinesh has a job, building a house. Zuzu works for intel, buying own house. Riaz is publishing his book. Aarthi is a professional.Doctor. Keyyan has got a job . Works in Australia. Has gotten married. Bought his own house. Harishankar joining MBA. Flying to US. Mahendran, Mahadeer earning to their families' expectations. Ashwin. What have I to show?

Oli, Work harder.

Dreams are gud buddy. But wake up. There is no God who would grant you a boon and make you rich. What is common between all the people above? They all work. Hard.

Thaatha and Aatha are here for medical attention. Hope they get okay. Hope something clicks. Hope I get a break.

Hope.

Bye!!

Keyyan got married. Went to Trichy and returned to Chennai twice in three days. Week was hectic. Love and selfishness go together always I guess.. Trichy gave me some fresh thoughts, but nothing that I remember now to pen down. I went to the beach after long time. It was great, brought back memories.

I must get out of this mood. And if you won't laugh, yesterday I went to beauty??!! salon with keyyan to get him ready for his wedding reception. But that's not the thing that would make you laugh, it is just that they convinced me to get a face-lightner or skin lightning or watever crap I donn remember(facial). It was bad.

I was made to lie down. My hand n legs covered with huge towels. Eyes covered and Face covered with some sort of 'I dono what crap' paste which becomes harder by the second (esp around the mouth and nostrils!!) , lights turned off, in a closed room. my God!!! I suffocated. The guy left me alone in that state n left de room goddamnit.. can ye believe that???

I started thinking abt scary things, what if I suffocate? What if I(or any other person in this position ) have a heart attack? What if one or two of the other 103 things that could go wrong go wrong??

I am never going back.

But I got deeper thoughts while I was der trying not to suffocate or die... They say eternal hell to those of us who sin... If there was a hell like this, a dark room you can't speak, you can't see, you can't move ur limbs, and you cant even sleep... Can you imagine how horrible that will be? You have these random thoughts that you can't get to go away or express, and after sometime when you'r thoughts have exhausted, they start to repeat.... My God.... torture... solitary confinement... for eternity. Now death really scares me. What if I end up like that?

Today is the guy's wedding reception... I gota go... early n work wid the stuff. In fact most of the stuff I am doing r for Kn's mom rather than him... Hope he takes care of her till the end.

I haven't been able to come online much this week.. I really wanted to.. wanted to chat a lot wid the people am so comfortable with... Mischief has been mmissing.. hope everything's ok...

I love my amma.