For some strange reason I have been wanting to sit with this thing on my lap - I am talking about my laptop! Maybe it is a late after effect of the Christmas stay at Munni's (hmm... wonder how that would sound as a book - "Christmas at Munni's"? A much too obvious reference to Tiffany I guess. But that's where the similarities end). But isn't this where this is supposed to be?! On the lap? So here I am. On the red carpetted floor of my room. With a mug of water (after the tea and the soup and before more tea) for company.

And what shall I write... now that I have gotten myself into this much awaited position. Oh God! This is increasingly sounding not the way I want it to! And my sentences are far to convoluted and long for comprehension... UGH!! What is happening?!

There is this play of words with not much meaning... that is what is happening. But it feels great... as I was thinking.. that the way people speak English here is good on the years and tickles the mind. It's nice. It's nice not always to be business like and "on the job". It's nice to wander around and get lost and laugh about it. (I think the sleep after my essay results had too much of a calming effect!!)

Yesterday I thought I would start writing a story... yet again. And yet again, there was something else to do. Maybe I should be doing the course that Ajay is doing... I would officially be allowed to write what I want and maybe even get grades for it! And then there was the whole conversation - no, not with Ajay - about whether people really fall in love or is it that they love the idea of it (which is still ok) and then the murkier side about whether it is really a matter of convinience. For someone who claims that he has not been in love, he seemed to know quite a lot about it. Good conversation. The tea bags too added their bit I am sure. So... the story. The unwritten one. Lets see what happens to it... whether it finally gets written or prefers to keep wandering in my mind, opting to pop in now and then and remind me of it unwritten status...