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There are times when you feel so low that you start wondering why you brought this upon yourself. That is the hard part. It is easier when you have someone else to blame. Self-pity is a consoling warm feeling. But to know that something went wrong because of something you initiated is the worst. I dont believe in fate anymore than I did earlier. I do try to check if a pattern is repeating itself. But when all you have to look back upon is your adolescence, it is hard to find a similar pattern. On a happier note, this week I did something I have never dared before. I jumped straight into the deep end of the swimming pool. I am nearing the end of my swimming lessons and my instructor wanted me to jump into the deep end and swim back the entire length of the pool. Even after I learnt to stay afloat, I never managed to jump into the pool. I would daintly sit and then slide into the water. But earlier this week, I was directed [not asked] to jump and I just stood there like wax statue, full
Was speaking to my sister today when she asked me what we had planned for my bday next month. Nothing is planned as of now but I told myself that it would be nice to go watch a good play on that day. And so later I went to lastminute.com and started checking out the ticket prices. P was sitting next to me and I was telling him how I was dying to watch 'Love Story' and 'Driving Ms Daisy'. 'Love Story' was not available and so I told him, lets book 'Driving Ms Daisy'. He, very uncharacterstically, rejected the idea and said it would be a boring. I knew he loved the movie and so said we 'had' to watch it. But he din agree. After a while he got up and showed me a sheet of paper. It was two tickets for the play booked on the day of my birthday [ordered weeks earlier]. Now if that isnt sweet, what else is? :)
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If you ask me the thing I badly wish for, my answer would always be- to have cats and dogs around me. The wish is so bad that sometimes I give a serious thought about leaving my legal profession and becoming a dog-walker or a cat-claw trimmer. Unfortunately, none of my family members have been in favour of having pets at home. Except my father. We both used to bring home stray cats and dogs all the time. This would create a big drama at home. My mom used to threaten us saying it would either be her or the animals at home. And we would have to give up. But sometimes my mom used to soften and allow us to keep a pet at home. When I look back on my childhood, those seem the best days I had. I dreamt of studying to become a vet and opening a shelter for animals. Unfortunately I had to take up commerce and my dreams of becoming a vet remained a dream. P does not hate animals per se, but having a pet in a city like London is pretty difficult. More so when both of us are working. So I make the