an almost typical friday evening.

Just back from Chinky's treat :). She took me and anu to a place called Ikobo( yeah..that's how it is spelled, which means my vague attempts of spelling it in the previous post were all fruitless :D).Nice place,scrumptious food but bad parking!As we were coming back we decided to stop by Vastrapur lake( shall I just call it The Lake?). It has been such a while since I visited it.I wonder why it did not get constructed when we had to go school in the same area-for twelve long years.Shame! It would have been a nice hang out spot after prelims,after school-during school for some people(not me! I was a very good girl who never bunked classes :))
Anyway, The Lake brings back a lot of good ,happy and spicy memories.Good and happy memories are related to school friends and spicy memory is related to a certain college friend:P We had caught a classmate red-handed holding hands with a guy who she later confessed out of pressure was her fiance after all! I can never forget that day-that mortified look on her face on seeing the last bunch of people she wanted to see at that time...hahahaha..we still rag her about it at the drop of a hat :D She hasn't set a foot inside The Lake after that rather revealing incident! ;)

But other couples do not think along the similar lines.The Lake is a lovers' hub.It is a rendezvous place for all those very-much-in-love couples who seem to regard a moment not indulging in PDA as a moment wasted. I will perhaps never understand the psychology behind PDA.What satisfaction can people possibly get by advertising their private lives infront of a host of strangers? And some of these love birds create such nuisance that they make the other bystanders extremely uncomfortable.So much so that one really wishes to pass a discourteous remark-Go get a room! (And if you already have one-Use It!!).
Anyway,the three of us found a bright spot near the fountain.Bright spots always give privacy to people who've come with friends since the PDA public shirk away from straying in a lightened vicinity and choose to sit in the dark and hidden corners instead. We then as usual opened up our respective jeremiad. Strangely our personal lives run in parallel.All three of us seem to hit the bottom at the same time.I don't know why do we even bother to discuss them.They're clearly an ilk of people who don't seem to care-at all.I think it is a gender fault-they're all insensitive by default. I would have written pages on this topic,about the things we discussed,about the people we discussed,I so badly want to.But because I'm very aware of the fact that this isn't private-I won't.
So,that's it.We sat and talked for a long time and then rode back home while halting one more time to fulfill chinky's impulsive desire to eat a chocolate cone.("mujhe neend nahi aayegi agar maine ye nahi khaya to :D)
ps: I realise my posts are painfully lenghty,but yet they aren't even two percent of how much I have in my mind :)

pps: Since the next post would be a silver jubilee plus a perfect square post,I won't write it unless some really interesting/sensational topic pops up in my head.