The weekend is here. I am really really not in the mood. Of anything. Am angry. I want to be cajoled. I am wicked. I need to be pampered. I am ruthless. I need to calm down. I have secretly taken a vacation. My phone fell in the wash basin. Some excuses are just right on time. Haven't paid the bill. So I'm on a leave. Technically, everyone I have ever known have decided to call me on this lovely 4-day holiday fest and I am conveniently missing. TO those whose phone calls I yearned have called after a year's time. Some of them have decided that they don't even love me anymore. Well, your loss. There are some who are in a perennial confusion of what they want from me. So I've decided to give them a break. Well, From today I am clearly on a mental break. I can't take it anymore. My mind is running in an overdrive. Today is the day when everyone I know can go take a hike. Coz I ain't talking anymore. All my genuine affection has hit the wall, and I can't run, persuade, pursue, hold on anymore. It kind of feels good. To be away. To be in this shell. After a few days all of them will forget about me. The weekend will end. We'll go back to the documents. To the paperwork. To ideation. To cracking campaigns. To hating my boss. Not hoping, gave that up long time back. Don't believe in time, time hasn't struck me yet. Maybe when I'm 25 it will. And then, a crisis would hit, and my phone would be on again, tackling it.
Till then, I'm gone world. Au revoir! Have a nice weekend. :p
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