Last night I dreamt I was ten, and it was evening and I was running back home from the playground, with my sister trying hard to catch up. Both of us laughing hard at some joke. And when she got tired ( She had this weird habit of stopping right in the middle of the road and sitting down – plop – when she couldn’t keep up with me), both of us held hands and walked part of the way, swinging our hands together.
Maybe it’s the weather. Cloudy, overcast days, that just-about-to-rain feeling makes me somewhat melancholy.
I think I cried in my sleep, I am not too sure.
Times like this, Guwahati and Nichols High School and BamuniMaidan and Cotton College seems SO far away, almost like a half-forgotten memory. I don’t miss my family or that place too much.
It will pass.
I suggest a visit to Assam ASAP. If I were given a chance to say something, just like Priom, I would now say..
“Plan it, Moron!”
assam must be really beautiful this season.
True. But it’s also wet and dripping. If u like wading through knee-deep water to go to school (some days), you would feel right at home. ;-)Sometimes the rain and overcast skies make me feel refreshed, other days it’s depressing. But it’s green everywhere!!!
Suggestion verified and accepted. Planning in progress. Kindly try not to hold your breath.
Maybe it’s the weather. Cloudy, overcast days, that just-about-to-rain feeling makes me somewhat melancholy.
I think I cried in my sleep, I am not too sure.
Doesn’t sound too good, but I think I kind of understand how you feel.
Take care…
Thanks, man. Am a lot better now. Like I told psasi, no way a Beatles-ARR combo is gonna let me down. :-)
Yaay :-)
ayyo papam…Hope it passes and you enjoy the rain!
:-) Enjoyed the rain, man. The only worm in the apple was the #$*@%$$*&$% Anu Malik song that kept popping up in my mind every now and then.