let lemons be angry

i moved because now i understand what makes a ripple and what makes a wave, and i'm not all that impressed.

I went to little india today, wound my way through the colourful stalls and sweet wafts of incense, brought back a couple of things of beauty. I know india won't be the same. i want to go there and see it for myself, so i can describe the differences myself. i ate at the same restaurant where we'd eaten with kelly, and ate the paper dosai with lassi again. And i pondered on the possiblility of my travelling to corners of the earth instead of visiting miniatures of it within cities. It must have been one of the longest days i've had. School days vaporize before they sink in, but this day lasted for days. It was like one of the old days when i'd follow my mum as she went about her important things, having mini adventures in malls with lunch, and hearing her make phonecalls in the car. I felt like the little girl in the office again who everyone would stop to smile at. I'd forgotten what it was like to be part of someone else's schedule. It'd been years, and today's glimpse of what has passed away was rather nice, rather nostalgic. (i think nostalgic is an ugly word.)

I could just be happy that i made the right decisions on a few things this year, seeing the sharks circle where i'd escaped, but it isn't the pure kind of happiness. You look at the stuff in the movies and think, why don't they work in reality?