The City Girl

There comes a day when you wake up and all you want to is to go back to sleep. Reality isn't what it used to be and doesn't mean as much to you anymore. Even heaving yourself up from the bed seems like a job. You just throw your right arm over your eyes and stay there wondering for a minute: "Do I really need to wake up today?" Life doesn't stop though and wait for you to come up to speed. It just goes on. Life has a momentum that is unnerving sometimes, irritating many a times and hard to keep up with most times.  The Routine Instead of actually talking to someone or clearing out issues, you just fall into your monotonous routine. Get out of bed Get that coffee going Pack your bags Pull out your clothes Cram in a sandwich Pick your stuff and rush  Somedays you wonder how you got through the day. Other times you feel this crushing weight of impending doom, that you can do absolutely nothing about. It isn't depression, it isn't about...

Unfortunate circumstances make the best of stories... I shrugged on my baggiest top and heaved my roomiest satchel up one shoulder and looked at the mirror. "Will do." *ping* Priya: You coming? Me: Just leaving home. "Bye MAAA!" And then I shut the door. (*bang*) Smirking on having managed to irk my mother even at 10 in the morning, I started hurrying down the road. No autos, just walking.  Back Story: I hadn't met Priya in a while. We were going to meet Suvechha at the hall and even her and I simply exchanged half-hearted "hi's" and "hellos" at college. None of that mattered though. One of us was in trouble, so all of us were going out. The Movie (...) Judwa 2 is not Judwa 1, but Judwa 2 is almost Judwa 1. Get it? No? That's alright. I grabbed the popcorn, Priya got our tickets....and Suvechha came in late. No surprise there. Once we got into our seats though, Priya felt th...