Sundays

Sundays have this strange quality.



Time seems to stand still till afternoon. Then its all downhill from there.



I woke up at around 9. started hunting for the newspaper and something to eat.



i then noticed something which must have happened on every sunday. its only 10:30. i mean i have finished reading (yeah, i actually Sunday Paper) a thick sunday paper and its still 10:30.

my breakfast arrives. i started a movie (the invasion starring Nicole Kidman).



Still it ws 12:30 when i finally decided to go out. called some friends. all of them answered in a sleepy voice. we eventually decided to meet at usuall place at 8. Now what?



still some seven hours to kill. went online. did some mails, browsed around a bit.............

still SIX HOURS to kill....



i then decided to do something that i hate the most....SHOPPING....

asked my mother for the list. the bazaar is the destination that i always avoid if i could. but today, for the sake of this little experiment, i decided to kill two birds with one stone. i tried my darnest to haggle for as long as possible but you could buy veggies and grocerries in so much time. LADIES, how could ya haggle and argue (with the salesperson and amonsgt your party)for half an hour is beyond me. got to learn this art!



anyways its still 3 in the afternoon. i decided to take a nap after my exteremly tiring day.

And lo and behold, its 7 in the evening.......

HOW TIME FLIES....