a sunday

What a day! My wallet got stolen. My first trip to police stations- yes, had to visit multiple police stations.

Did someone say that ‘life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans’? So true! So very fucking true!!

Life’s a bitch, ain’t she?!…which hot blooded man doesn’t like screwing a bitch?!!

Damn!!

What an experience!

LIFE!!!

So full of colors! So wonderfully unpredictable.

Really like my college registrar now. The way he made me run around for my own mark sheets had prepared me for all the red-tapes I faced today.

Called Rachael in the evening. I was of the opinion that she might be worried. Guess I was right. Then she had to talk about her father’s poem- about all the trauma that a man goes through during and after marriage because of the woman he is about to marry.

I asked her to go into details. She said that she didn’t remember. I found it very hard to believe. I thought that she didn’t want to tell me because of the things that have happened in the past. She tried telling me that she wasn’t doing that but I didn’t believe. I ended up upsetting her. Oh Rachael honey, I really don’t know what to say. Having a headache dear…

September 15, 2008

Rachael is not well. She caught cold today. She was really tired and has retired to bed early. This leaves me with a little time to reflect.

We’ve discussed marriage. We want to get married and both of us feel it makes a lot of practical sense to get married. Everything will be great. However, at the same time there is feeling that we shouldn’t rush. It’s a major decision after all. Are we mature enough? Are we ready? Well, we are mature and ready enough to give this some serious thought. But the decision is too big for us to be impulsive about it. Lets see what happens this MBA season. Then only a clearer picture will emerge.

Sometimes I am rude with her. Like today when she said that it wasn’t possible for her to come online. I think that when others don’t understand her it is all the more important that I do. I should support her when she can’t find any support. I have been very selfish at times. She is such a sweet girl! She has been with me through all good and bad times.

I realize all of this now.

Rachael I love you dear. And no matter what I’ll always be with you.

September 6, 2008

Fourth (or maybe third) day of fight against viral fever…

Feel much better now. Can feel strength coming back. The cough however is a little worse. Big AimCAT tomorrow. Have given myself one month to get things to where they should be. Want to give myself a reason to be optimistic. Only that way will I be able to sustain the optimism as I near the D-day (or the C-day). Work hard. Apply all you know. Put in your best. And then if performance improves and gets closer to where it should be for a sure shot seat in a top-15 B-Schools then good, else some big time measures required!

Not really a great time to be under the weather. Just three AimCats are all that I and Rachael have given ourselves. I am trying to be as mentally relaxed for tomorrow as possible. It’ll only help if I’m mentally at ease given the not so great physical condition.

Rachael has gone for her beauty treatment. It’s nice actually. She’s not in the best of health as well. Add to that a week at office and a longer than planned last working day of the week.

Beauty treatments are therapeutic for ladies. Given the circumstances atleast I hope so. Besides who would mind a gorgeous looking girlfriend?!