De day, the symbol of "Martyrdom"... no really it really started of as a day for the martyr ... little that they know, that centuries later people will actually keep up the spirit and swear to die for love and succumb to martyrdom. Anyway being a hopeless romantic how can I let go of an opportunity like this to make this day worth dying for. You'll be surprised to know I had a date for de day ... two weeks prior which I declined. And the day arrived and I had nothing special planned for myself. I mean I really didn't feel the need to. It started of as an "Voluntary trip to office" ...and followed by a single lunch at Sweet Chariot. I met her in the evening .. hoping it would be just a girls day out. Coz the last thing I needed was a guy I would need to be nice and cute for ! but he came along with her and it turned out to be kinda cool coz he is equally sarcastic as I am. Though I think there is something cooking between them :). We were at brigade road..one should have seen da place .. there were protests, police and swarms of people all decked up .. walking in pairs and intertwined hands. I don't detest it ..its just a lil too much love for me.. you know like to the extreme, like in hindi movies where the girl goes against her parents and the father hires da villain to kill the hero and there is police and everything. But I like it subtle and less loud coz if you need to dress it up like that it just seems untrue. Well the night was spent in watching mushy movies .. sweet home alabama, pretty women, serendipity .. only to reassure myself that when people come together, they stay together.. they come home to each other every night .. even if I sleep alone I wanna know all of it is true.
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