Far, far away...

Far, far away
I see us.
We are happy,
There is laughter.
Yes I can hear it even from a distance

Far, far away,
I see us.
We are all together.
Far far away,
We are unaware,
How far, far away we really are.

Why?

Why is it that when all I wanted was you,
You took off, without a thought?

Why is it that when I need to be away,
You beg me to stay?

Random Thoughts...

1) I got myself burgundy highlights and my boss asked my if it was henna. Like I have grey hair and I need to put henna to hide it

2) I have one grey hair so far.

3) Best friend leaving for the US this week. Dont know when I'll see her again

4) Decided to live for self than to be there for a friend. Have I become that self absorbed?

5) Fought with mom or rather she fought with me. Havent spoken to her in 2 days.

6) Hated job for last 4 months and now suddenly there is a new found enthusiasm for work.

7) Ate at McD in b'lore a fortnight back and got the donkey toy which says "Shreeeeek", "Are we there yet??" and "Peek-a-boo".

8) Just realised that I havent done this writing in points thing since b-school.

9) You think you'll be in love with someone forever, and one day you realise that you have fallen out of love and you are a little disappointed with yourself.

10) Its 1:30 in the morning and I need to be at work before 10:00 am tommorrow.

Good Bye...

I have tried several times this week to write about the first half of this month, but somehow I havent been able to bring myself to put my feelings into words. Words sometimes tend to give much more reality to a situation. Its like everything you pen down suddenly becomes much more real when compared to when they were just thoughts.
I wonder how it is that people who enter your lives after you have walked this planet for such a long time, become as important to you as your family, whom you have know since the time you were born. How can people who were total strangers one day be able to touch your life in such a way that when they go away, they take a part of you along with them.
Last week my best friend got married. I spent the last week of her bachelorette life with her. We did what we always do. We shopped for clothes, we discussed books, watched movies, laughed, shared our dreams about our future and wondered if we could be friends forever. We worried, like we have been for the last 6 months, if distance was going to be in the way of us being there for each other. This considering that she is moving to the US with her husband. Yesterday I had to say goodbye to her. Yesterday I did what I hate doing the most. I hate goodbyes. I know everyone hates goodbyes, but trust me I hate it more than normal people. Left to me I would like to have all my friends in the same apartment. I hate it when my friends move to different cities to pursue new jobs. When my friends make the decision to move they are most scared to tell me. This is because I get really mad and give them the silent treatment for days to come. When one of my friends got a job abroad last year, I hid his passport for 2 whole weeks and refused to give it back. Finally one of my friends had to "steal" it from my bag and give it back to him. So now you probably get how much I hate losing friends to other cities.
But last night saying goodbye to A was the toughest thing I have done in a while. Tougher this time cos all the previous times when my friends left me I hated them. I hated them for leaving me with such ease. I would dramatise and curse and say things like " I'll never forgive you for leaving me!!!". But yesterday was different. I'm so happy for A. I see how much in love she is with M and nothing gives you more happiness than seeing your friends happy ( happy with a new job abroad does not count!!!).
And so this goodbye was tougher cos I couldnt in my usual way distract my pain with anger.