Wet, wet, wet...

The Monsoon has been very busy this week trying to keep chennai wet. It has been a great climate . A cool sight to watch the trees wet and green, the buildings tho have lost their sheen. This climate almost makes your ears hungry for melody. I only missed some one to hug tight on to and bury my lips into and found myself giving vent to that feeling of helplessness through puffs of cigaratte and regretting later.


It is really unfortunate that many such habits have rooted in me from such helplessness for something else and regretting later. Apart from smoking masturbation goes into that list of habits.



It has been a tough time riding up and down ,20 kms each,to the office. I have to be covered by a raincoat always. It is better that way, otherwise ur dress wld be covered with spraying of mud from the tyres of vehicles going in the front. The roads are slippery. on the way, it would rain at one place and not in another.


In the mean time ,the day before yesterday i went to check the progress of work on the car. It has been a week since i admitted it into the workshop. It has already cost 4000 rs. for the spares alone, atleast thats wat the mechanic claims. Most of the work had to done on the chasis it seems. It seems the car, due to poor suspension, was almost hanging about to break down into pieces. I should have visited a bit earlier to appreciate wat exactly the state was. But now it was late. Only a few more work were pending.

With Gayathri, i feel helpless again. i am not good at speaking. and dont know wat to speak to her. so stand helplessly staring at her. i realise i am doing myself no good by simply staring at her. i would only earn her ire.... i should learn to behave with her.