Saturday, July 30, 2011

And one day, the blurred instances of childhood, will just fade away, without as much a moment's notice.





...And all that will remain will be a few mis-leading questions.

10 comments:

xyzandme said...

is that your residence? =/

Meher said...

That's the garden opposite to my building, it always gets filled up during the rains.

P.S. Mumbai rains, I tell you.

xyzandme said...

Yea man! I have seen its worst.. July 2005 mein mera pentium 3 PC oothake leke gaye .. mumbai ki rains =(

Meher said...

Thankfully, I live on the 1st floor, so I'm like safe that way.
The real deal, is when you have to travel in local trains during the rains.Filthy shit.

xyzandme said...

Dude kuch kuch jagah toh uss deen 1st floor tak paani aya tha...

I liked rain drops hitting me on the face like tiny stones when you stand at the door :p
Its feels like needle pricks.
No I am no emo. =/
Given that the train aint crowded, warna its sweat plus wet.
*disgusted*

Meher said...

I always love standing near the door. Its amazing, and yes, I love the pricks too, and I ain't emo either. They hurt slighty, but they are happy pricks. Make you feel very alive.

xyzandme said...

They hurt when the train(naya model) is between stations which are separated by quite some distance, where it can speed up..

Have you taken a ride in the space between the compartments? :p

Meher said...

what? No! You don't want me to die, do you?

xyzandme said...

No man! Certainly not!

It was something I did when I had no other choice, during my board exams.
It was scary as hell but entertaining too :p
Chemistry ka exam acha gaya , after performing that feat :p

Jack said...

I share the same views. Liked your blog very much.
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