Musing Mermaid

June 20, 2005...the day when i landed the capital, after those endless tales of emotion/drama/sobs. Convincing my mum and pursuing her to spread my wings and fly from my nest. To be independent and carry the journey of life on my own out of their protection, exploring the avenues life has to offer. Touching the feet of Delhi and gasping the beauty of it.(yea for a typical Jalandhar girl, it surely was b'ful - "The Metro effect"..The scene still flashes in front of my eyes..where the this punjabi clad in her jet pink salwaar suit was all smiles at the gates of SEED. Some excitement to be part of NIIT after those convincing sessions from Rupali (Yea shruts--The Booby female ;), other to breathe in freedom away from home, I ushered inside. After the customary formalities at the reception, i was guided towards the room allotted to me. Room No 205 it read. It seemed I was the first occupant, so inspecting the huge room with 4 beds, i wondered which one to grab. Umm the one in

I gaze, i grin, i giggled so what if the blow triggered? The point where i was hinted the unusual demeanor, when it was a spooky little carrier. The talks molded n folded, adding to the heat and the toungue scolded. We promised and got united for happy stories, Daily dose of love and no worries... I glance, I hear, I say, so what if we didnt go our way? It was an over debated issue, which we shouldn't have pursued.. The conversation just got worsened, and the aisles to each other sharpened stabbing each of us deep inside.. o petty things to be resolved we decide. I chop, I cook, I hear so what we let down on how to cater I welcome the suggestions with a long face tried keeping and doing stuff at your pace The words which boiled and blistered, worked faster than how sugar minced.. lets burn it up on the burner and we rinsed I sob, i cry, I howl so what the promises to keep still crawl I go erratic, i figure and explain, the sheer blame games we refrain. standing on the edge i ponder