I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things… I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind… doodling is like breathing 
so tell me, what are those ‘little things’ which arent really ‘little’ and stir the enthu in you!?! 
and my defense rests in the hands of a certified idiot.
I will explain.
the certified idiot is Me. The accuser is My Dad. He most often claims, my room looks so disastrous that if ever plague has to find its roots to spread in bombay – it’ll be this historic place which we all call “My room”!
He points that I should marry an archaeologist – since only an expert can dig out things “hidden” in my room! People, please explain – WHERE THE HELL DOES THE SUBJECT OF MARRIAGE COMES INTO QUESTION HERE???? Instead – i can keep a dog, you know! Am sure it would be more efficient.. and wouldn’t crib much! Anyway!
There is something about him that i never get – AND, there is anything and everything, he claims, that he never gets in my room! Excuze me, WHY DO YOU NEED TO FIND ANYTHING IN MY ROOM??? KEEP IT IN YOUR ROOM IF YOU WANT TO FIND IT!!!
Is it just us, or all ‘unimaginative-dad’ and ‘cool-n-creative-daughters’?
Am beginning to get concerned for my dad! He ought to have some normal perspective on normal living! don’t u think?
p.s: i wish there was a <ctrl+f> in life and i could gift it to my dad! life would have been “happy ever after” (for both of us)
The only problem while doing nothing is, you just never know when are you done with it! Its very tedious, i tell you! and its tough! But then, somebody has to do it!
*Phew! I MANAGE ! i somehow MANAGE!!
Ishaanu lost his favorite shoe – what can be worse – he also had a dream about it this morning – thus, when he woke up, he started to cry since he was missing his shoe!!!
(my shoes literally got jealous that i’ve never shown my love for them like this! Expectations, i tell u! *Phew!)
MYSTERY CARROT AWARD
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