Bad month blues

This has been a terrible month. And its my birthday month also. Things have been so bad, that they can't possibly get very much worse. I'm exhausted to the littlest mitochondriums in my system. I need a 1-month holiday. But my official leaves are soon going to be fucked up completely. And I currently have no money to call my own. Sigh. So much to think about. So much to stress you out. Life at 25 doesn't seem like fun at all.

Welcome to my official quarter-life crisis.

On the bright side, at least my favourite season is here.

Holi-day

Man I miss playing Holi. The hullabaloo, the colours, the shrieks, the confusion - I love it. And I love that you can wear you're worst (read: most comfortable) clothes and no one will judge you for it.

Nobody seems to play Holi these days. Lack of people to play with is the No.1 excuse (it's mine too). And then comes, (2) the colours these days are terribly toxic, (3) that one off-day I need to catch up on sleep, (4) that's for the kids (I'm too old now), (5) other. There's no dearth of excuses when it comes to Holi - including, 'I don't want to be molested by the para changras'.

Sigh, life just gets complexer and complexer as the years move on. Some people sleep their Holis away, others watch from the safety of their fourth floor windows, still others watch TV and snack, and some turn to their blogs.

But look on the bright side: It's Holi and I have a holi-day. So yay!

After the vacation

Now, I'm terribly tired. I need a vacation to get over this. Some famous retro dude (Charles Lamb I think) once said, "No man needs a vacation as much as one who has just returned from one.

5 plane rides and 9 days later, I'm a tired woman with one more plane ride to go tomorrow. KL made a shopaholic out of a non-shopper, and I think I've developed strong calf muscles following 8-10-hour-long promenades down snazzy malls and never-ending lines of stores. Contrary to public opinion though, shopping in Kuala Lumpur is pretty expensive. Pretty pretty. The cheap place is Bangkok. That's next on my list.

Expect more on the trip over the next few days. With pics and all.

And I'm very glad to get back to Indie-style meals again. Minus the Malaysian groundnut oil smell.