Showing posts with label Megha. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Megha. Show all posts

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Day 341/366

Megha Bisaria and I are getting married. Some day. But she's said Yes via a BB status. So that's that. Modern generation fuckups, I tell you.

So. That freakshow was my roomie for the last 2 years. And after a teary ending, we decided we had to go our ways. But the love remained, of course. It never goes once it's created, isn't it? I know how that girl lives, I know what she looks like early in the morning when she's hungover, I know what alcohol to bring her on a bad day. If you make an effort to deal with someone on an everyday basis for 2 years, it means enough to want to know these things. And I pride myself over the fact that I do.

Since we both think guys are assholes and since we are so awesome together, it just made sense to get married. And we are, eventually. It's a BYOB party and everyone's invited! There will be no first night sex, if you're curious. We're both straight. But that girl's hugs are just the best. Trust me. I love you, future hubby. 

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Day 32/366

For February, I'm planning on doing character sketches of people in my life as the posts.
I start with a poem for my roommate/sports star celebrity friend, Megha:

The curls in her hair stood out,
It made me want to know
Her tangled up folk lore,
Of days past as she grew old.

The antics and funny expressions,
Could only belong to her
That contagious smile of hers,
It could make the whole world glow.

Her passion for reading poetry,
Her shorts and basketball,
They all make her who she is:
The funny and tall drunkard.