Random nothings!

Rains!! What's so special about the drops falling from above? I keep wondering all the time. Honestly, to the extent of sounding cynical, I don't like getting drenched in rain, neither am I interested in the conventional chai and pakodas. I would rather be indoors, make a cuppa coffee, and put my feet up. You guys thinking I am the only silly soul to be thinking like this? Nope, there are few more 'silly' people like me.  Rains are refreshing for sure, especially after a prolonged heat wave and a terribly dusty summer in Delhi. But, come on guys, it has to stop also.  A neighbour remarked, "Wow!! Rains...so romantic, sigh!" And I kept thinking romantic???? Please, dirty, muddy roads, chaotic traffic, non functional traffic signals, the bedrooms get converted into dhobi ghats, the damp smell on clothes..yuck!!! I couldn't dare to voice my negative thoughts in front of people who were actually looking at rains wearing rose tinted glasses. All said and done,

Had a long chat with my school friend few days back, must admit, skyping is fun and economical. We were musing about our school days, the fun we had, teasing the boys especially, playing pranks on fellow classmates and teachers, the dreadful Math, boring social studies so on and so forth. Felt really nice to connect, though, after that I was surrounded by the horrible monster called 'guilt' for a while, as I realized rather recollected how I have hurt few people. There were promises that were not kept. Decisions taken impulsively, not realizing how it would have affected someone. Actions that must have altered lives. In those growing up years, the adrenaline rush is at its peak I guess, so much that the brain stops functioning properly. Life for everyone would have been easy, if there was a rewind button, alas! not there. I can't go back and erase the bad instances from the minds of the people I hurt then, though I desperately wish I could. Today, as I write this stuff, I a