No Law School, Baby!

INGREDIENTS FOR AN AWESOME HOLIDAY:

Home
Good Food
Good Books
Movies
Internet
Friends
bombay
Something to Show Off
Something New to Try Out

Seriously.
A good holiday needs nothing but home. And the guaranteed fact that there is no Law School factor to haunt you.
I mean, can you imagine sleeping (read:sprawling) on the bed you've grown up sleeping in. The same bed where  you know the exact spots which are super comfortable and those which just give you bad dreams? Ahh! The mother getting you breakfast and the crisp newspaper in bed.
who needs strawberries and champagne?

That, along with whatever you want to eat a phone call/room away ;)

Reading... till the words are spinning images in your mind. You aren't interpreting them in your mind anymore. feeling what the character is feeling, seeing what the writer wants to show you. Just getting lost in the world created by that book in your hands.
  
Fake DVDs. The worst and best thing that ever happened. The worst for obvious reasons and the best because you know how to catch up on the movies you just missed from the cinema halls. Those which you can't wait to watch and so won't wait till the original comes out so you can pay three times a cinema hall ticket's worth for it.<3 Popcorn and Pepsi Combos <3
that with your local cinema hall. The one where your maternal uncle can get you the best seats in just by making call. They really still make those.

Accessing the internet and using StumbleUpon. Randomly browsing blogs. Doing NOTHING productive. That's the real reason they made the internet. Thank You Gods of the Internet.

Meeting all your friends and seeing the familiar faces in your local hang out. Marvelling how the waiter has now become the restaurant manager. Checking out and disapproving of the new young ones who've started coming and sitting on YOUR table. :)

This, in the perfect setting of Bombay. With the Beach and the Bombabes :) the cutting chaiwala and the women drivers rolling their windows down and abusing the shit out of men picking on them. The rickshaws and the taxis you pay by T card. The Street food and the fancy restaurants. The heat and the Mumbai Local. C'est Parfait.

Learning to Drive (and screwing up in the process). Showing off how cool living away from home is and pretending to be more awesome and successful than the rest of them at home, knowing all along that you'd switch with them any minute if they'd ask you. Always having something to talk about and someone to talk to.

And finally
Mangoes are here!!!!


There is nothing else i need. Yes, i will go back to law school visibly fatter. But its not lard ;) Its happiness i'm full of :P [that is NOT denial]