So I was sitting with a friend at this place that serves rolls, 'coz I was violently hungry (an event in itself, he was quick to assure me!)... The guy at the counter gives me one half tissue, and since I was glaring expectantly at him, he gave me another couple of squares. And I find myself saying "I'm excessively messy, can I have some more? " And grinning! My friend didn't stop laughing for like...10 mins! ( I needn't mention I got almost half a bag of tissues shoved at me by the chap at the counter :D :D)

So we sit down and (I) eat, and all my predictions of how messy I was going to be were surpassed by far, and I mentioned how I was so glad I got half the box of tissues....And my friend looks at me and goes...."I get this feeling you are very different from the person I knew, say, four-five months ago, a by far improved version 'coz you have, finally, decided to grow down!" And I'm thinking, yea, seven is a rather good number :D

I am rather silly and wide-eyed and child-like in my approach these days :D I like!!!!

The wasted vigil...

"This is among the few things that can be said about love with any confidence. It is small enough to be contained within the heart but, pulled thin, it would drape the entire world."

(In retrospect) Wonder what I was apprehensive about. It was surprisingly easy!