prologue

Name: Sajeetha
life is for living, need i say more?

*loves:
the family, him, them; my friends
anything arty farty, the literary arts, theatre
dolphins
travelling, always unfolding something new
dining in places with ambience to kill for (it's a hobby.hah)
r etail therapy
all things indian
enlightening conversations
candles
angels, fairie,pixies, gnomes, smurfs(br>

*loathes:
the one who stabs u in ur back
death of dear ones
all that flies or has wings
the complications of all types of relationships
not knowing
those who try so hard to be me

red/purple crumpler bag
new urban male jersey
new birks
that oh-so-gorgeous watch from esprit
that beautiful converse bag
a white i-pod nano
that new dgital camera which screams buy-me!
the bikini from billabong
a new pair of funky spectacles
truckloads of best-selling novels
a whole new art materials collection
a new wallet that fits the enormous card collection of mine

nady,the sweetie pie
vicky, the blur sotong
charlotte,the doctor in the making
sivanes, the smart-ass cuzzin
LV, the gorgeous pearly
sarah, the clubbing chica
sujatha, the indian actress look alike
nadia ameera, the lost pri sch mate who was found
lynette, the sports fanatic
hemma, the evil twin
vanessa, popular for all the wrong reasons

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05.10.05

Deepa and I had organised a bbq on Thursday and apparently it turned out quite well. There were several reasons behind the bbq, for a start it was to make-up for the hse warming which was promised but nvr held. My sister and I thought it was too much of a hassle calling the tonnes of friends over for the hse warming as Indians have some traditions which had to be followed before moving into ya new place. Some non-indian friends might be bored and some indians themselves wld find the prayers boring, so we decided to compensate it with a bbq. Furthermore, Guna was leaving on Friday so it played a dual role as a farewell party as well. This time, it was the ICS pple that we were close to. Next time, there'll be one for my other friends but I guess it's gotta wait after my exams are over else my dreams of aceing them are not gonna be fulfilled.

Guna, who was never a man of punctuality actually came way earlier than the stipulated time with Thaneash. Good, he can then help me out with the preparations and that's exactly what they did. By the time is was 6 plus, most of the pple were down and things were getting started. Dad was really helpful throughout, running down to get more charcoal and drinks when stuffs were depleting. * Thank you daddy, you know we love u for this n more *

By the time it was 9, the nightmare started. The guys were starting to throw pple into the pool and boy was I freaking out. Just when I was starting to think I was within the comfort zone, Guna appears out of nowhere and grabs my hand to throw me into the water. And what does Sajeetha the genius do? Scream. But then again, I forgot tt Guna was a even bigger genius than me; he didn't freaking care if I screamed or not. Argh! So the last resort - "Pandi, I really can't get into the water. I'm having my menses". Simple as that. He let go off my hand and said "These women, always making up excuses". Haha, oh well, we both knew I was lying but he couldn't prove it could he? Phew, thank god!!

When the rest were having their fair share of fun, Punitha, Anitha and myself walked over to the swing to spend some quality time together. It's so hard to get the 3 of us together and during the rare opportunities we get these days, we make full use of it. I had such a warm feeling after the great conversation among the 3 of us and walked back to the pit, knowing that I had gems for friends and these are pple I'll nvr trade for anything in the world. Love you both so much; Ani & Puni *big hug*

Back to the pit, the guys were having fun and I too, had fun watching them sabotage one another. That's when it occured to me that I was way closer with the younger batch of the ICS bunch then my very own (besides a selected few, that is). I simply think my batch, though had the greatest number of fun pple, also had the most number of problems and politics amongst them. Kiddish, I shld say. Oh well, so much for maturity.

Anyway, by the time the bbq ended and everyone packed up to leave it was almost 12 and it was only then, that I realised I was gonna miss someone very soon. Guna walked towards me to say bye and just when I was gonna say bye, something tugged at the insides of my heart. The very fact, that in less than 48 hrs, my best friend was gonna be missing from my life for a temporary period left me feeling nostalgic. It's funny, how I feel so much for him. I mean, it's NS and all men have to go through this particular phase of his life n yet, something inside of me wished it wasn't like that for him and I've never ever felt this way for anybody else besides Senthil. Until yesterday, nothing affected me. Even a short while ago, it didn't bother me tt he was gonna go but when we had to say goodbyes, I felt it.

In that few seconds, I knew tt I've grown to depend on Guna. Emotionally. Each fight I have with Senthil, each tear I shed for various reasons, each joke I read on the net, each gossip I hear, each arguments I have with my parents, each Sangeshtraz girl I bitch about, each nice person I meet, each assignment I struggle to complete, each dream I build, each hopes I pary for, each fear I feel - everything has been shared with him for the past 9 months and knowing for the next 3 months, I'll have to bottle everything inside frightened me. What was I gonna do without him??? I'll deal with that thought later, not now. So I bid him goodbye and finally went inside.

At the end of the day, the fun we had was in abundance and I wished Vicky cld have been there to share it with me. Damn SMU! *winks at Vicky*

Lookiing forward to a better tomorrow...

Friday, October 07, 2005
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