I hate Saturdays, they remind me too much of home! On a random Saturday morning of yet another weekend where i couldn’t afford to leave Hostel sweet Hostel for the comfort of home, i decided to sit and write. As i pen this down, i have no clue what i am writing, just hitting the alphabets as they are being processed by the brain. Maybe something is amiss, i have learnt to avoid the only one thing that made me, well ME. This is the third resumption to this article that happened due to numerous reasons.
In this fast paced life when time moves ahead at a breakneck speed, i somehow seem to be falling behind with all my baggage dwindling around!