Today we will talk about waterfalls

Kidding. I know nothing about waterfalls that you might not already know - except that there's this tiny waterfall somewhere in the world which goes down to up. We'll talk about mistakes. What is a mistake? And when do you ever know if you have made one? To me, it becomes really blurred - was that a mistake or was that 'change'? Was it a bad thing that ruined the way I could've been or is it one of those things that you look back at and say "and I thought it was the worst thing that could ever happen ...".

Once again I have learnt. There are no mistakes. Maybe tomorrow I'll think there are only mistakes. But today, when my mouth smells of onions, and my shirt is fashionably creased, I think - THERE ARE NO MISTAKES.

With Cess gone...

Let me count the things I can do, now that Cess is off on her holiday.

I can pick up immoral women at Koshy's (but I don't have any money)
I could not bathe for a week (but i already did that)
Leave my room in disarray (strangely, I like my room clean, these days)
Not worry about forgetting my phone at home (this, I have never done - I'd forget my wallet, but never my phone)

Quit my job? Do I dare, do I dare?
Write a book (but i have too much unfinished business to give something new a good shot)
Watch TV (the one at home was shipped to Patna)
Watch a movie (no money)
I could read some Harry Potter - I love that scarred bastard
A green world of Firebolts and Dumbledore

No point. Might as well study. This - yes - I will study.