Here I Am

It's been so long since I wrote something. No! I am not dead and neither have I faded into the oblivion. I am still alive and struggling.

Had been to India for a vacation. Met up friends except for T. She was in Chandigarh doing her project work. I met with NM though and spent a memorable time with her. Lately I have realised I would love to be like her because she is so giving and so sweet. Yet she is independent and conscious of her self. She is a true woman. And I love her for being one.

India was nice except for the heat and power cuts. When I left from there, the rains had just started. And when I got back here, the mercury had just started rising! (*sighs*)

I have taken up a summer job. My colleagues are nice and we hang out sometimes on weekends. So that's a nice, welcome addition to my otherwise boring social life.

Lately I have become a punching bag for people around me. It seems as if the whole world is my fault. I am not feeling sorry for my self, but frustrated at one, being used as a punching bag and two, not being understood by people around me.

Hopefully it will pass.
Cheers if there are any left.