i wrote this a really really long time ago, it's an extract from one of my stories, one of the many i didn't finish. maybe you should know, my stories are sometimes just diary entries written in third person...so i write them to just have the simple pleasure and relief of writing, and, fortunately or unfortunately, making sense is not one of the requirements. i found this in an old notebook and i think it stirred something in me, so i thought i'd put it up. the rest of the story is probably lost. this is it.
lots of love, apoorva
Her vision went fuzzy. Tottenham Court Road! Tottenham Court Road? That was where they were going? Suddenly she forgot what she was doing. What did they need to go to Tottenham Court Road for? Why was her mother coming? She knew the way to Tottenham Court Road. She could roll there with her eyes closed. Nobody needed to go with her. But why was she going? She didn't need to go. What was so special about Tottenham Court Road? There was nothing there. Nothing different about it from any other road. Except that she could look fixedly at her feet or even shut her eyes throughout the entire ride and still feel it in her bones when they reached it. Why? She stumbled out of the car, following her mother robotically. What were they doing here? She didn't want to be here. Why was everyone always trying to bring her here? She felt like she could hear her own heartbeat, and also that of every person around her. Could you differentiate heartbeats? Did everyone have a distinctive one? Whose was she hearing? Whose was she listening for?
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Holidays..
Holidays! Some relaxation after exams! I screamed in excitement that our end semester exams finally got over. I went to the "Cafe Coffee Day" opposite our college, with my best friend. I had a wonderful chocolate coffee and she had a yummy plain chocolate chip muffin with vanilla ice-cream. I returned home and I sat back relieved, watching a show called "Ishaan", because it had this really melodious song. This is the show, by the way, in which one of our guest lecturers, Mrs. Ruby Chakravarthi has acted.
I went shopping that evening with my mother for a wonderful stole, two cute mini diaries and a big 5-subject one for the next semester. I didn't want to do a last-minute shopping for the 2nd semester. I came back home and I went to my room. I sat there, staring at my desktop and my modem and my fingers were itching to switch them on, so I did. I went on the site to which most of my friends know I am addicted - facebook. I played a few games to let time pass as quickly as it could. Then I was bored and so, I started styling my hair in front of the mirror. Then I got even bored so I stepped into my parent's room where my mother was watching tv and I sat beside her. Usually I find programs that I watch with her, more interesting than when I watch them alone. And so it was very interesting. I got to discuss some personal things with her. It was a pleasant mother-daughter time. My brother was playing with his friends, so there wasn't anybody to interrupt us. Later on, I went to sleep.
Then on Sunday, my entire family was free and we took off to Mantri mall and enjoyed the feasts there. We also went for a little shopping - you know, on-the-spot. Ah! It was amazing! Since my future plans are to become an architect, the architecture of the mall fascinated me. I enjoyed it a lot. Then we went back home.
On Monday, we went to Hosur to shop for crackers, for diwali. I don't like crackers; they were for my brother. I simply sat in my car with my dog in the back seat, all alone, text messaging one of my old friends. He had just woken up when I did. Then from there, we decided to visit my dog's birth place. Unfortunately, his mother, Nancy, had been given off to someone by the owners as they couldn't handle her. But surprisingly, my dog recognized the place! And he was only 3 months when he left that house, to come live with us!
Tuesday was nothing great. I just waited till the evening so I could go for an hour of golf practice session. It was not all that great. Since I didn't go for 2 weeks, I lost my swing in the air. The balls neither went to high, nor too far, nor straight. I was disappointed. Later on, I decided to work on facebook again. Nobody was online, so I just played a game and started writing songs. And now I have a complete collection of 14 of my own songs!
Next day, holiday? Well, not exactly for the WMAs. We practiced throughout the morning and had loads of fun. At least we got to meet our group friends! Later part of the day was dull for me. I didn't have anything to do. So this is exactly why I thought I'd post something here.
You know, I really didn't think my holidays would be this boring. I want college to start soon and I wish I could meet my best friend, even before that. I miss her.
~ Madhuvanthi
I went shopping that evening with my mother for a wonderful stole, two cute mini diaries and a big 5-subject one for the next semester. I didn't want to do a last-minute shopping for the 2nd semester. I came back home and I went to my room. I sat there, staring at my desktop and my modem and my fingers were itching to switch them on, so I did. I went on the site to which most of my friends know I am addicted - facebook. I played a few games to let time pass as quickly as it could. Then I was bored and so, I started styling my hair in front of the mirror. Then I got even bored so I stepped into my parent's room where my mother was watching tv and I sat beside her. Usually I find programs that I watch with her, more interesting than when I watch them alone. And so it was very interesting. I got to discuss some personal things with her. It was a pleasant mother-daughter time. My brother was playing with his friends, so there wasn't anybody to interrupt us. Later on, I went to sleep.
Then on Sunday, my entire family was free and we took off to Mantri mall and enjoyed the feasts there. We also went for a little shopping - you know, on-the-spot. Ah! It was amazing! Since my future plans are to become an architect, the architecture of the mall fascinated me. I enjoyed it a lot. Then we went back home.
On Monday, we went to Hosur to shop for crackers, for diwali. I don't like crackers; they were for my brother. I simply sat in my car with my dog in the back seat, all alone, text messaging one of my old friends. He had just woken up when I did. Then from there, we decided to visit my dog's birth place. Unfortunately, his mother, Nancy, had been given off to someone by the owners as they couldn't handle her. But surprisingly, my dog recognized the place! And he was only 3 months when he left that house, to come live with us!
Tuesday was nothing great. I just waited till the evening so I could go for an hour of golf practice session. It was not all that great. Since I didn't go for 2 weeks, I lost my swing in the air. The balls neither went to high, nor too far, nor straight. I was disappointed. Later on, I decided to work on facebook again. Nobody was online, so I just played a game and started writing songs. And now I have a complete collection of 14 of my own songs!
Next day, holiday? Well, not exactly for the WMAs. We practiced throughout the morning and had loads of fun. At least we got to meet our group friends! Later part of the day was dull for me. I didn't have anything to do. So this is exactly why I thought I'd post something here.
You know, I really didn't think my holidays would be this boring. I want college to start soon and I wish I could meet my best friend, even before that. I miss her.
~ Madhuvanthi
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