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A Friday at home

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Feels weird to actually not go to work on a Friday! What’s wrong with me?

Slept like I usually sleep, read a book, met sim for café and we both shopped like crazy (wot else do two gals do?), read a lot of blogs, called some good friends, watched coffee with karan, tried heating up some instant dish for dinner… am sure I am the only one who can mess up even these instant food, anyways, didn’t like it much… but then lost my appetite too :(

Felt good to go on my shopping expedition after a long time :) and at last, stopped myself from buying more weekend wear and actually bought some formal shirts!! I like formal wear but then I don’t like it being forced on me… I should be allowed to wear what I feel like wearing everyday! Haven’t wore salwars in a real long time… most of them don’t fit me anymore and have been given away… a wardrobe expansion is soon to come.

Café time discussion… the loss of that zeal to be better, when at last the home accepts that their gal is not like the rest, we throw them a surprise once again that we are still women! What’s with women like us who want to be different and still want to have that peaceful life? Better described by my dear friend who will join me soon in the maximum city…

I want to dance… I mean, not like the party dancing that I still do once in a while… I want to perform… or at least, learn in a proper workshop… the last time I was home, I watched the choreo night at Saarang (the IIT-Madras cultural fest) where my sis was dancing and I was reminded of the dance workshop at BITS, the only thing I did in my last semester on campus :) loved every moment of it and want to do something like that again!

Life seems pretty good right now… when everything is good, why do I have this fear that something might go wrong??

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  1. Blogger Adi Oso-Groot Finch | 3:09 AM |  

    you sleep... shop... tank up on caffeine and gossip... read... and blog... all on the same day and then say feels wierd! it has to feel weird, how else would you qualify as an ibanker?

    anyway, when am i meeting sim? :D
    n wherez that friend of yours from XL joining?

  2. Blogger Raghini | 4:53 PM |  

    hmm... good point :)

    sim, you will meet soon like so many other people ;-)

    And my XL friend is joining Hay group and will stay with me from April... so you will see her a lot :)

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