Wednesday, August 3, 2011

A short Conversation

The days are getting busier and you are just so messed up with overloads of works. Then there is part of you wanting to study and finish off the work on time. But there is also another part of you wishing if you were free to move around the space among other girls and boys in the coffee shop. Breathe in fresh air with contentment and just relax. Seriously,you don't need a friend to fight with and you can battle on with yourself; You versus your instincts. All you want is get out of the studying room and create a space for entertainment and you are so close to doing it.

The thought of having fun becomes your first priority when you know that it is not going to yield you anything perfect but deep within, you feel the satisfaction that you did something you wanted to and it feels great. Whatever you are to experience next should be wisely and honestly dealt with.

Okie! You are in the middle of no where stuck between you and your thought; either go home or go to the grocery shop. After few minutes, You meet up with a friend after a month or so and greets you happily.

The same old story begins:
Friend: Hey! how are you? I never see you. Is everything alright? how is the session going? Wanna go to drink coffee or anything you want to.

Me: GREAT! Just done with the class and M going home.[should I be going ?] How about you?

Friend: oh! I have a class again.

Me+friend: oh,Ok! i will see you around again. Good Luck! C-ya [Disperse]

And I won't see her for another 3 or 4 weeks and there she will appear again...continues.... No big deal..no coffee, no tea, no other talk. But friends are friends. They say and offer them to come with us but we seem to be passive and ignoring the company of others and denying the conversation of going for a coffee also.

Honestly! I am dumbstruck sitting on the chair doing nothing but write this note. I should have moved my arse from this lazy chair and gone to drink a coffee. Aaarrrghhh! half of my day is over but I am glad I watched movie in the library only while other people couldn't stop staring at me. I felt weird but I had no choice than to continue my cartoon movie, FernGully!

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