.. the feeling of getting up at 8 in the morning.. not knowing what or where to eat.. and whether to eat or not.. the feeling of just going out at 10 for a walk with someone or no one at all. The feeling of going somewhere.. deciding whether to return or not. The feeling of deciding to watch the silliest of movies.. at the oddest of hours. ..the feeling of being clumsily clad and running out of clothes to wear.. the feeling of satisfaction when you refrain from choosing a wrong path when you very well know that the choice is all yours and there is nothing or rather no one to fear..the feeling of sitting for late hours at work simply because there is no work at home.. but it goes into the good books of the boss who thinks you like being at work.. the feeling of opening your eyes in the morning only when you feel like.. the feeling of making new friends, (purely because there is no one else).. and loving every moment of being with this newly made friend very well knowing that this will last only till either of you decide to shift the job…the feeling of being single.. the joy of solitude which drives you crazy at times.. the feeling of planning a weekend trip to the Mars or Venus.. finally… the feeling of actually planning to go back home to visit the family.. which would seem so much more fonder than what is the case with familiarity.
I miss 'em all.(No body stops me from doing any of the above now, but I just don't 'feel' like it ......)
