painful holiday

Today was officially the most physically painful day of my life. I couldn't sit, stand or lie down. It's amazing how the great minds of our times work round the clock innovating ways to make our lives simpler, and nobody thinks about women and their monthly pain. Is it because they are mostly men who have been given this job? Do they think that women's nature endowed pain is not to be interfered with? Do they experience a sudden fear of god when thinking of the other gender's pain? Do they fear a change in the status quo? Whatever the fuck it is - I DON'T WANT TO HURT LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN!

On a happier note, my sis is growing out of her shell and that makes me happy :)
I have made up my mind about going home end of May right after my classes get over. And then back here in July, and off to Mexico for a month! Sounds like a good plan.

I dreamt I was back in Delhi driving around alone in my car. I can't believe it has been six months since I left home - seems too short a time in a way, and also too long somehow!?

Tomorrow is my friend's shoot - at my place. I'm worried about everything going smoothly. I was supposed to tell my neighbors to keep it low in there - but I'm too lazy to do it. I cleaned up the whole apartment in a hurry. I still have so much to do. And then I remembered two important birthdays coming up. I should send something out soon - just don't know what to send yet!

I'm still not completely okay - I'll have a quick bite and come back..