patience

I think it takes a month for me to get used to a place.. a new city.. office..ppl.. job

and for that time i have days of ultimate low, boredom, excitement, appeal

and suddenly one month is over and tada.. things are different.. that office looks familiar...colleagues become friends. others must be guided by this exact same clock because suddenly the boss s saying lets go for a drink. suddenly random people say hi.. rikshaw guys dont haggle over rates.. i wake up just in time for office.. suddenly there s a shortage of time, more things to do.. work still sucks but there s light down the tunnel, everybody else is cribbing as much as i, and maybe i am having more fun..

anyways last week i was sitting in a place having a drink.. and a friend ordered a peach drink.. it tasted like peach.. and like a girl i knew. it s amazing how memories come back, it s like one sip and bang.. theres a strong memory. it was like i just kissed her again

small talk

every now n then chance takes you to a dinner or lunch where awkwardness hangs like a phyical thing.. like u can almost feel it
i was out for dinner today n it was one of those days wen each person at d table was there because of person who called them out.. n we wouldn't have ever been in that combination otherwise
among dumb jokes n stupid attempts at conversation, a good topic to talk upon were like so welcome,
n if there s one person who u could have a normal conversation with, decency n other people's inquisitiveness spoils any chance of that
boredom n food remain d only company