Forgive me..
Friday, September 17, 2010..for being paranoid but look I really don't want to leave Delhi. It's like those romantic comedies you see. I can't figure the name out but this flick (Jesus, I'm ageing) where this girl falls in love with this man whose name was predicted in Oracle (as a prank played by her brother's friends some years back) who had called her fiance up to congratulate him for their engagement. She, like a fool (comparison starts), leaves the pretty happy situation (la la la) and takes her best friend along to this romantic place (where that man is headed). She locates the guy she's been looking, she's pretty; he's chivalrous. She believes that he is the man she wants to be with and almost cancels her engagement till discovers that this imposter is claiming to be that guy so that she can be with him (would've saved us a lot of trouble in interpreting if only I'd better memory power). Okay so the point is, I'm running away like the girl. Or atleast planning to. No, no oracle, hot guy or any one involved. My post graduation plan is an escape from this place. All this when I figured I'm leaving the country, not only Delhi.
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