Padmaja's

I was brushing my hair when the phone beeped. It was from a new tinder match. After two messages, we were ready to meet. First, let us name this guy number 2. Now let’s go 10 minutes back…. Sitting alone in a PG room with nothing to do, I thought about having a cup of coffee in the nearest CCD. I was getting ready when this guy pings me. He evidently lives in the same locality and was coming back to his home. Should I go with a stranger I know nothing about? We haven’t talked also. I heard Delhi guys are bad, what if……. Let’s go back 24 hours…. I just reach my room and start making Wai-wai. I have been chatting with this guy for two days. This is guy number 1. After a wedding party, he calls me up. He is elder than me and is also a tinder guy. Conversations continue till 2 AM. We decide to meet the next day if  possible…. In the morning…. Staying in a room for the whole day and having nothing to do seems like a punishment even my enemy shouldn’t get. Having wasted a lot of MB seeing v

My life is all about impulsiveness to the horror of my grandmother. Life is best lived without planning, enjoying unexpected turns and expecting nothing from others. And travelling. Travelling not to exotic locations but to places you know just a little about and where google also fails. It is a different kind of rush. Travelling alone or with a few people whom I like best is a great way to spend a Sunday. If that Sunday happens to be a birthday, everything falls into line quite naturally. Birthdays make me depressed and I don't know why. Birthday is a time to reflect what I have done the whole year and how I am going to spend my year. Hence on Saturday, I made my mind to go to Trivandrum alone. Going alone especially on a birthday is seen as a disease or a totally outlandish thing to do. But believe it or not travelling alone has a liberating impact. Things you never thought you can do alone now seems like cake walk. Boyfriends are long gone things and having a father who encoura