A teenager's blog needed an updation for sure. From dial-up speeds in a obscure place to a regular life in an Indian metro, this is some upgradation for sure. About to be 30 and wiser. Yes, 30 and wiser. This is when nostalgia strikes you in its best form. Surprisingly, the only thing that I remember are so obscure that people who knew me then will now refuse to remember me at all. What do I remember?
Smell of an early morning examination's question paper? Typewritten letters on paper that resembled more of a blotting paper than anything else!
Yes, you got it right. I was joking. Then, what else do I remember? you! you who is reading this blog now and wondering whom I am talking about. It's about you. The one with the craziest of laughs (yes, when you sound like crying is when you laugh). Can I put a smiley, here? I guess I can't. Probably, I will have to do with just words. You are awesome. Yes, you are and I have never felt better than with you.
May the force be with you! Happy 26th!
Smell of an early morning examination's question paper? Typewritten letters on paper that resembled more of a blotting paper than anything else!
Yes, you got it right. I was joking. Then, what else do I remember? you! you who is reading this blog now and wondering whom I am talking about. It's about you. The one with the craziest of laughs (yes, when you sound like crying is when you laugh). Can I put a smiley, here? I guess I can't. Probably, I will have to do with just words. You are awesome. Yes, you are and I have never felt better than with you.
May the force be with you! Happy 26th!
