Return of September

It has been exactly one year and 25 days since I got back from London. I still haven't yet got the inclination or the courage to rake through the left over stuff neither the stuff that I brought back. It is in a heap that I have not bothered to sort out.

To think about it... I had my dream, in a way, come true.

I WAS living with Joey! :) I had all the friends I made living on the same floor, one floor below and one a couple of blocks away. But we still ended up in the same kitchen. For Christmas, new year, Pongal (if I am not wrong), Valentine's, Saturday, Sunday and all the other days of the week. My dedication... Reminiscing ...

To London
To my first Starbucks coffee Grande
To us doing different courses in Westminster
To Susie and I screaming in the reception
To Lakshman, who we did not know then, thought we were nuts and soon found it was indeed true to every decibel!
To Shashank who put up with me when I threw him outta the room, more than twenty times (with a sad puppy face which got him loads of hugs from people in the corridor.. wink wink....!)
To Rahul who always emitted joy in his steps towards our block, every night
To Pavitra who gave me a reason to love walks in the park (with or without heavy luggage)
To Nikhil who makes the yummiest (only after Logan's) daal with butter
To Kshitij and his midnight plans
To Priya who sang while she fed us
To Sandra whose coffee and Potter mania pushed me to complete my dissertation
To Paris' Sortie, Belgium rum filled chocolates
To Srilankan Tamilian and Elvis (wink wink!!! not reallyyyy...)
To the old couple standing in the same queue as I was going to Chicago, going home

Last, to all my friends in India who stayed the same, waiting for me to get back.

Heap cleared!

It Snowed again

I could see two distinct figures being shoved forward by the howling wind and the swirling snowcotton. I wondered if it was them. So quickly would they have made it this far? Then the tall figure jumped, a familiar jump. Arms failing in the air like its first time. It was his first and boy! Watta night!!!
It was snowing again!!! Thick drops of snow. Water, Ice, SNOW!!! soft on our faces. Call up Susha, call lakshman, wake up pavitra, isnt shashank getting up? priya's mobile is switched off!!!
Absorb the Silent rain of white heaven. . .

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! its so cool man! my hands are freezing! i dont have gloves, lets write our name! RISING DEVILS!!! only PJ king, and co. Contemplation for FORTY FIVE MINUTES! Lets Wake up Lakshman! Scaredy cats 3 of us tip toed to his room. He was dazed! Rahul thought he is going to be blkasted!!!!

But then the sight of the snow falling horizontal, pictures being taken of us lying horizontal on the groud. skating, making snowmen!!! Life was beautiful.. Feeling of being a KID!!! utterly stupid and falling down for no reason. hooting and shouting!!! Bliss...
Then to top it all off a hot steaming mug of hot chocolate!
L: I want my sleep man... Nothing can push me out leaving my beauty sleep! (sitting in the kitchen with 3 other crazy people looking out of the window... snowing wide awake!)