23:20 HRS

MOOD: BLUE

First spell of rains brings along a lot more things. Bursts of lilies, bouts of sneezing and cups of herbal tea. I so wish to stay in bed, buried under my books, throat drops and crumpled tissues… and to daydream, ..to watch the monsoon cloud pass by.

But I had to get up and start packing, make checklists and do last minute bookings. Two more days to go and and I shall be off for a week. The cold is draining me and I am in need of inspirations to get going… 

Thinking of it, my fanciful flight schedule is going to take me to his city… in transition of three real hours on Tuesday afternoon. How about bumping onto him at the airport and spill my drink?

Why can’t you arrange for this? Destiny?

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