At least this weekend gave me space. And instead of a blur of exhausted happiness, I can look back at some good times...singing along exuberantly to first Shaan and then MJ on the long drives; smiling in glee as I furiously typed out messages that were part heartfelt, part fun; dissecting movies with D; curled up on a large white chair, a cool breeze on the terrace, sipping Mojitos and exchanging notes with Adi at midnight; the glow of the "good morning"; carrot juice & angry birds with Arav; rediscovery of an old favorite poem...and a host of lovely memories along with it; a blissful Sunday nap after ages.
The damn headache continues though. Its been three days.
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