Andheri without dodda
Dear Bloggers,
Today we went to Andheri to see dodda. Dodda was at Bhyander so we stayed for a short while. Spoke with Chachi about school and mummy and Chachi spoke about their sneezing problem and that's how my evening was spent.
In my day I was studying Chemistry and finished one chapter. Needed lot of help and I still do but no one is helping me. Most of them ignoring me for example Riya, Mandar, Deepa and some barely see my messages like Siddhi (but she helps), Shweta, this girl thinks she's over smart. She says things like "Bro and dude" and that kind of sounds rude to me and I don't like being called or talked to that way. I too know to speak in Slang American language but I don't cause that's not the way I am. Whatever. She speaks to teachers in that way so am I no new.
At Andheri, I guess I'll just have to forget that me and Ria will ever have a relation of how we used to have before because now her sister is growing and she much closer to her than me. Back then we used to go to Andheri every Sunday and I was very close to her. I remember her jumping into my arms when she came to know that I came. Everything's changed now. Well I am used to it all. But I want to write a song about this experience now.
I've got lots to read and study and very less time for it all. Strategizing and making plans. I can do it! Gotta read a chapter if I'll finish writing the song now. My emotions are fresh and I need to let them out now. Also a busy week lies ahead, really busy week. I'll have to go to Somaiya for 3 days.
💤Dream of the day -
I was with Johnny Orlando. He was singing songs for me and we were more than friends. I was keeping my head on his hand and we were lying and talking. It felt weird to me and I was thinking in my mind. "Is this real?!" It was weird for sure and that was little Johnny not the 18 year old. Only in dreams. Weird dreams.
💭Thought of the day -
Adapt what is useful,
reject what is useless,
and add what is specifically your own.
- This is a creative thought
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