Friday, February 24, 2012

It's Such Great February Weather...

So it just struck me...

That maybe I should trick an old man into marrying me.
A rich old man.
And then live with him in his mansion till he dies.
And even after that, continue to live there. Without him.

So it just struck me...

That all of us would drift apart in our respective worlds eventually.
And even though we talk of marriage as a catastrophe now,
most of us would end up giving in to familial/societal pressures.
And not with old men with infertile dicks and huge apartments.
But with nice men... who'd get us. Our dreams and aspirations.
And would laugh with us.
And would satisfy us in bed. But not think about sex all the fucking time.
And would  know how to articulate in impeccable English.
The kind of men Tee and I talk about all the time!
Maybe they don't exist.
And then, for some strange reason, Goa came to my mind.

So it just struck me...

That all men hit on you in Goa. Even cab drivers or men from Philippines.
That was someee night. Makes me laugh even now.
But I can't live in Goa. You know? Sustained living. But it's my favourite getaway.
Drink at any point of the day without being judged.
Chill with the girls under the stars laughing till your insides hurt.
Celebrate your freedom in every sense of the word.

Where else is the air this much fun? It takes you in.
Each day is like the big blue sky there. Yup. The day is like the sky.
Infinite. Sublime.
There's the burning sea water. And it melts you.
It melts you and your ever so profound teen spirit everyone seems to talk about!
And you're always in a mood.
To do something.

Anything you're not supposed to.

It just struck me...

Delhi is getting monotonous.
So is growing up, if you ask me.
If it wasn't for such great February weather...

8 comments:

  1. Goa- the place where you can just be... :)
    I am planning a trip to that heaven on earth right now, and its like that place, we always have. :)
    and the rich old men part -> means eternal holidays? even if it is fake love for a few months, and flirting with their sons of ur age behind their backs? I imagined the scenario in my mind.

    The other men- they exist, because everyone has a love story, and they are awaiting to be found out, maybe in some other corner of the world or right beside you.

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    1. A trip to Goa now? Unfavourable weather, dude!

      Heyyy! No love is fake love, no ma'am !!!! :P

      They exist, do they?
      I've known a few, yes. But there's always some fault or the other that crops up, you know? Like, uneven earlobes.
      Sigh.

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  2. Why the particular mention of men from Philippines? Just curious. :P

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  3. arent you just the cutest!!!
    hehehe...this made me smile for some unknown reason!! the way you jumped from one thought to another

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  4. Goa :-)
    Is my hometown.
    And I long to go there. Live by the beach and just chill.
    Without having to meet "family" and the awkward silences.
    I can wait to earn and afford vacations.

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    1. See. Again.
      Goa as a hometown where you know people and have to live your life doesn't work too well for me.

      Happy Vacationing, whenever that may be. Amen :)

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