I DON’T enjoy …
I don’t love/enjoy :
1. Mugging up biochemistry cycles.
2. When i have to meet new people, particularly those who have haughty airs.
3. While writing a poem, when my lines fail to rhyme.
4. Talking to people who believe in God just because their parents want them to, OR, who criticise Gandhi just for the sake of discussing something spicy.
5. Talking on phone/meeting those old friends who’re indifferent towards me, while i keep on doing all the talking, crack all the jokes etc. Cut it. These people want me to carry forward our friendship alone, which – alas – i’m too busy to do.
6. When the night beforean exam, i’m practically left with almost ALL the syllabus to do.
7. When people say they don’t like TZP, JWM or Harry Potter. And, instead, they love Partner.
To be updated soon…
I enjoy ….
I love/enjoy :
1. When i read a gripping book in the winter sun.
2. Seeing my dadi arrive at our doorstep, draped in a shawl.
3. Reading my old personal diaries and slam-books, and thinking about them until i decide i shouldn’t be an emotional maniac.
4. Visiting Aurangabad railway station with lots of luggage, because it means it’s time to go home!
5. When i bail myself out of a stupid bad mental dilemma/situation, owing to my views about life.
6. Tea in Canteen after dinner.
7. Talking to girls who have a mind of their own.
8. When papa advises me the same things everyday on phone.
9. Having my brother around when i’m suffering from techno-problems with the music system/computer.
10. Reading the editorials of TOI.
11. Kurkure breaks in the hostel at night, when kurkure ‘drops from the sky’!
12. Visiting library with only Guyton to study.
13. Seeing my parents react after i tell them something new.
14. Getting ready for college in the morning, and then deciding a mass bunk.
13. Seeing Jab We Met again and again.
The above list is in NO way exhaustive. I’ll update it as and when required. I love blogging.