Things are going pretty bad these days.
To begin with,dadubhai's admitted to the nursing home,and chances are that he might not improve.his heart is probably giving out,and the worst part is...he's not being able to communicate with anybody.
And I haven't yet gone to meet him,because I hate going to hospitals to meet people.It just doesn't seem right.But I might just have to go,before its too late.Yes,"before its too late". There is a possibility that it might be too late.So...well,things are miserable.
School...is tiring.Apart from today,the last few days in Calcutta were ridiculously hot,and every ounce of energy was sucked out of my body by continuous slogging at school and tuitions.
Plus,I'm lacking sleep,and my eyes feel like they've been cello taped open forever.
As for Rabindra Jayanti practice at school..well,Blue House has made a resolution that we will NOT come third AGAIN this year.Sure we wont.But we'll definitely come last.
And today was the first day i ever became scared of a thunderstorm.Me,who's absolutely and hopelessly in love with thunderstorms,was afraid of the same.But well,thats because mom and dad weren't there at home,and the window pane just cracked into two..and I had to sit there holding it for ten long minutes during which I wondered what I should do.
Yes,I'm a loser,I know.
Even if I'm not,right now,I'm having this strong feeling that I am.