I was going to write this last night but the power went so I couldn’t. Anyway.

Yesterday was just such a good day. It was a good day despite the fact (possibly because of?) that it was just completely normal. It was a routine day but every thing about the routine was right.

Let me try and explain without sounding like too much of a fool. Had morning class only from 10 to 11, so I chose to bunk it and get someone else to sign proxy for me. Hence I got up at 8, watched Friends, Who’s The Boss and Grey’s Anatomy while reading the paper. Then had a hot lunch at home, started getting ready and lazily left home about 1.

Got to college, had a very forgettable class on how to write a dissertation from 1.45 to about 2.15. Went to the library, worked for a bit, then went to Subway and random talked to G, H and A for quite a while as I ate my beloved chicken ham (parmesan oregano bread, toasted with cheese, only onions and black olives, and one line of every sauce EXCEPT mayo and mustard and that mint thing). 

Got back to college at 5.30, ran to Submarine Bar with K and downed a couple of beers. Then ran to Shanti Theatre, watched Vaaranam Ayiram which was incredibly forgettable and poorly made but with an interesting plot. Laughed my way through most of it, and then went home.

So, it wasn’t an exceptional day but every single thing went well. Like, my kajal didn’t smudge even once, my pink-and-white Fabindia top was happy and successful, jeans didn’t feel crappy, Subway was playing good music like The Doors, hanging out with K was pretty fun, just going for a movie always feels good, my sub tasted just the way I like it, and I benevolently bought four cookies to distribute to G, H, and A.

When I got home, the power was gone and S and I didn’t have enough balance to call each other, but we texted for a bit till I fell asleep, and the drizzly breeze from the balcony made up for the lack of everything else. Woke up at 12.30 a.m. to find that it was a new day, the power was back and S was calling me.

Happy, warm feeling.

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