Eulogy for a lost purse

i lost my purse yesterday.. it slipped out of my hand on a rainy road and before i realised something was wrong sum idiot picked it up.. it was plain black purse with a blue butterfly embroidery.. nothing remarkable.. but it was a part of me.. for the last 3 years it had been my constant companion in bankruptcy and wealth.. i had paid my entrance test money from it.. it was there when rajit proposed.. i know it sounds silly.. me whining abt a purse but i can't help but feel extremely sad abt it.. oh! how i loved that big black purse.. its feel in my hands when i went shopping , banking or just plain paying the autowallah.. i so miss it.. this morning i when i was leaving for college i searched around for it and then sad realisation struck me.. i had lost my purse.. i had more or less abandoned it on a waterlogged road on a dark rainy night and nothing i can do can bring its familiar contours back to me... nothing can bring back its familiar smell.. i feel as if i've lost someone i love..

Me , me and only me..

So to start of with.. a little bout me.. i'm Raima.. 21 yrs female and committed as goes my orkut profile.. who's the lucky guy?? well.. his name is Rajit.. known him for 2 full glorious years and let it just suffice to say i'm totally nuts about him.. anyway moving on.. wat else do u want to know?? ummm.. lets see.. me stuck in this horrible city called Chennai where the population of male chauvinists is extremely high (more on that later).. Oooh yes i live alone.. No big deal right?? Wrong!! cos if u just look at the expresion on ppls faces when i tell them that.. makes me feel as if i live on pluto!!! some of them have even discretely enquired whether i'm well.. how put this in a nice way.. ummm.. not quite right in the head.. ha ha ha ha.. but the most hilarious part is the fact is that i live alone cos i can't stand living with these ppl.. ok i know u luv mommy and daddy.. but do u really have to blare it out?? i mean yr in mba.. grow up!! all the " i don't know how u live alone.. i to would die" actually nauseates me.. cos u know wat?? living alone is the best thing ever.. for 1 thing it's quieter.. and for another u can do just wat u want when u want.. for instance.. i was up till 7 in the morning today and woke up at 11.. imagine if i had a roomie.. all those questions and answers to explain my insomnia and in some really sad cases explain the meaning of the word.. ugh!!! i totally hate explaining my actions to anybody other than myself and a selected few.. "My mind is the only sanctuary that has not been stolen from me. Men have tried to breach it before, but I've learned to defend it vigorously, for I am only safe with my innermost thoughts." - Murtagh from Eragon.. with that leave u to attend seb class.. contemplate on my thoughts and tell me wat u feel..

At last!!!! a place from where i can rule the world!!! HA HA HA!!!

Finally!! A place where i can say exactly what i like.. and if you dont like it.. too bad!! anyway.. welcome to my rants and raves.. From utterly idiotic autowalas to conservative chennaites watever bugs will be put up.. And u can join in with yr comments.. Enjoy!!! :)