Coffee*

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You die of glee (maybe like you die of embarrassment?; only in a much happier sense.)**when somebody uses the word ‘diva’ for anything associated with your looks. I mean, just imagine a non-fashionable, geeky, I’m-too-lazy-to-give-a-damn-about-my-looks woman being at the receiving end of that! Of course, this description is of the perception people have of me. I would look a lot worse if I did not give a damn. But while we’re at it, I’d add that a second someone said that my hair looked like I was there for a shampoo commercial shoot.
So, fuck the single strand of gray. My hair still have it in them!

You must have figured, unless you’re talking about my eyes or my smile, it’s the hair that take me to cloud number 9.

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Mind games suck. They just suck! I never knew that it was in your own hands to complicate things in life. If things moved my way, I’d keep it so much simpler. But then I am not an isolated homosapien. Wish I had like-minded people around (in this respect).

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Mera budday aa raha hai! 😀 And it’s not a religious dry day this time. Ha!

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What is with people and their pointless attitude? Somebody enlighten me.

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I learned of a new misconception some close ones have about me. It’s amusing, and at the same time it hurts a little to figure that someone who is really close also has an almost blasphemous misconception about you. But that’s the price you pay for being so closed.

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*Because it’s the first word that came to Ruhi’s mind when I asked her for one.
**I am unsure of the punctuations here. Help if you want to, please.