Back in blogsvilla after a month.....the most shocking incident of the month would be MJ's death..i never read newspapers,so it was ma friend who informed that he is no more..
i was like ..hey,don't lie in the very morning. she finally gave me the newspaper so that i believe. He is such a talented superstar.the first english track i listened to was his thriller...it was simply awesome.i love almost all his tracks and ma mom loves his 'beat it'...though he is no more,his tracks will keep him immortal...you will rock forever MJ
Our s4 is on the verge of an end..all internals and labs are done,with just the universities remaining..
it was a time for friends..i usually sit in the first bench along with Bim n Mumthu,now dont ever dare to think that that 1st benches are reserved for bhujjis.we ask all kinda silly crazy doubts,never give away any right answers, have fun, chat, listen 2 lectures..and do all kinda nonsense being there.But i think im the only one who dont mind sleeping siting there...only once i was caught ...:) it's that i bunk clases only for sleeping.once i was drawing lines,while mam was dictating notes in ma short so called 'nap' during an aftrnun hour and ma benchmates were enjoying all the fun..i was falling in between,looking around..again sleepin.they love me in this unstable state..and they used to imitate me when im back to senses.well,i love siting between them..though both of them push me to the middle seat.. they both fight for silly things and their pinches n slaps and all.. are tolerated by me..
the other common point about us is that we are always hungry and can run 2 canteen at any time,even in btw classes:P. we comment on guys,we learn..we gossip,we iritate..we are the world..i love being with these two fellas.wish we stay friends like this forever..dedicated to you guys..love you both..
though im not sleepy right now..im really in a state which made me feel like scribbling these lines...
* wish i had wings..
wana fly away from all those who make me cry....
make me desperate..
make me feel insecure and hopeless..
wish god gave me wings...
so that i can fly n fly...
and touch the lovely blue sky...*
