Late again

Too bad procrastination has got the better of me. Too bad I plan to study and write, but end up saying "Tomorrow for sure". Too bad it's too late.

Time never stops for anything and I'm far from being an exception. Nevertheless, here's wishing you guys a Happy 'Belated' Diwali and Eid.

Unlike last time, I can't really comment on the pollution level in Delhi because of an assorted candybox of reasons.
I wasn't here, for one, and while I wasn't, I noticed that Diwali in Bhopal is more noisy than it is toxic. Secondly, the rising dengue fever had been eating out too much life, so it would actually be helpful to have a smoky rise. Go CO.

Happy "belated" Diwali again. And Eid, that too.

Today

Yes, it's me

I think I've lost track of time.

I slept at 2 in the a.m. yesterday because I didn't feel like going to bed. A lot of questions have been popping up in my head lately. And the head, well, it's being dominated by everything other than it's supposed to be - books. This post won't be making much sense. It lacks everything. Words are being crumbled up. Lke somtings eatin into thm. A bug.

I don't understand what it is that's going on. I've been spinning in my thoughts and they've pulled me in again. Once again. All over again. I am repeatedly reminded of my days in amidst the red-brick walls. I see my self in the winter uniform. Wrapped in a green blazer. Fog. There's a foggy environment. I'm with an old friend of mine.
The wind blows and I rub my hands together. Physics. Friction. Heat. I like it.
The wind blows in my face. I curl up inside my coat, but you can't make that out because you can only see me standing.

Most of these sentences are pulled out from a 1st grade book or are fragments.

Don't worry, I'm alright.