Story of an innocent shop-o-holic ;-)

** A casual conversation with a friend while strolling to the bus stop from the class sometime last week**

Friend: You know, I end up buying a lot of footwear.
Me: Wow...That's so cool!
Friend: But, I already have a lot of shoes and other footwear!
Me: Hmm, how many?
Friend: ##
Me: Wow...17 pairs!
Friend: No! 70...
Me: Ohh 70! you mean in your entire life till date?
Friend: No! Currently...
Me: Ofcourse I could not respond immediately...that was too much data even for a girl.
Friend: But I don't think 70 can be a correct number. There are a few pairs I no longer wear, say about 5 or 6...So, how many do you have?
Me: 4 :-)

Its really crazy these days!

I feel like I don't have time to even sit and breathe! Yet I felt like writing this one. My classes have started and there is so much to study already! The books are giant sized too, scaring me all the time and I have to work really hard since the exam date is just a month and some away. Then there is the usual everyday stuff - meeting people, attending family functions at my hometown which cannot be avoided at any cost, trying to be in touch with all my friends in the midst of all this craziness, dealing with the guilt of not being able to spend enough time with family...phew, all this is zapping most of my energy!! Can someone get a glass of lemonade for me please :-(

Though I feel like a mess - as if I am being pulled in all directions at the same time, I have never felt such positivity before in such tough times...as if something is pushing me to keep going, that inner voice telling me to take it all up as a challenge.

And yet, in the midst of all this craziness, life goes on....

What the eff am I doing?

Sometimes I have these what-the-eff-am-I-doing moments about the way the things are. I suppose we all do at some point in time.

The thing is, I don't know why I should even bother when I have never really known. My wants have always been little and specific. Some highs have been really highs and the lows - well, dealing with the lows and the losses has always been the toughest.

What I feel really smug about are the experiences! I don't really care sometimes where these stack up against my own standards. Sometimes, it just irritates me because these are the only things I really have or something I've really earned (I am not even sure if earned is the right word here!) - each mistake, each false step, each erratic decision or even the times when I did something right.

My mom says that's what I'll have to treasure. All the ups and downs and dramas, the things, I can't still quite believe have happened. I say it all the time and I say it again - time really flies and you never know how!

Three cheers to the roller-coaster ride that never ends....

Knock Knock

"Knock, Knock"...

Who's there??

"Opportunity"...

Don't be silly - opportunity doesn't knock twice!!