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One of my biggest fears is of spending lonely evenings all by myself in a busy metro,in an old coffee shop sipping warm latte,listening to some oldworld classics,watching the rain and a couple of insane trippers hand-in-hand trudging past happily,getting drenched and caring two-hoots about the world.Or of lonely walks along the streets or staying at home all alone,reading a book,watching romantic comedies and wishing for similar things to happen, late at night.I hate the rain.I hate the clouds.I hate Leonard Cohen and John Denver.I hate Annie's Song.I hate Harry and Sally.I hate the mad tripper.
And then,I listen to John Denver crooning a few favorite old songs and I am lost.I calm down and actually fall in love with the rain a little.
I want a rainsong right now.
The rich supposedly 'super-hot-glam' girl actually turns out to be really fat with a receding hairline.
The 'super-suave cool dude' from the phoren actually dishes out some classic Bengali gaalis with such panache and gusto that it can put some localite to shame.
The 'high-and-mighty' actually stood on a chair and broke it.
I have absolutely no friggin' idea why but these little things do cheer me up.
bitch-alert.
I have realised there are certain people and things I'm so smitten with,so much in love with,that I've this manic fear of losing them.I just don't want that to happen.They and these are too precious ot me.And I'll fight tooth and nail with any adversary who dares to take them away from me.That includes my own inner devil too.
Love you all.Thank you for being there and bearing with a very cranky-shaky-almost shattered-low on confidence and self-esteem-angry me.just love you too much.
I wish I could kill three people now.Please allow me free murders.I promise I can justify my actions and won't take advantage of the favor granted.
Please,may I?