Q is for Questions

Why do I watch Quantico when I find it cheesy, redundant and with twists that are more in line with an Abbas Mustan movie than with an American thriller/drama? Also drama that reminds you of Basanti dancing to ‘Haan jab tak hai jaan‘ in front of Gabbar in Sholay?

Why do I not feel an ounce of guilt when I chew my way through, not one but two, super rich cupcakes from Concu simply because they were there in front of me? And that I did not have to be hungry orย craving sweet at the moment to be able to do that?

Why do I feel like sleep is a very justifiable thing to do on a day off when you could have read/watched movies/ surfed mindlessly instead? And how am I able to sleep anytime, all the time as long as I have a bed and Zo isn’t around to disturb, irrespective of whether I am actually sleepy?

Why am I fascinated with these Fashion blogs and Fashion Instagrammers and follow all the trends with so much interest when at the end of the day I will always, without fail wear the same old tees and jeans every time I step out? And with this new hair style, not even bother to comb?

Why am I not worried that the vacation is just a month away (oh yes!) and there is so much to plan? And why have I become such an obsessive planner that I need to list down outfits for Zo, by day and weather, for each day of the vacation? And why do I enjoy it so much?

Why can’t I stop thinking about food? And why is it only about eating and not actually cooking, ever? And why am I, as I type this, desperately waiting for the pasta The Dude is making for me right now, though once again, I am not at all hungry?

Why are all these roadside thirst quenchers like sugarcane juice, goli soda and jaljeera so awesome? And why have I had no roadside jaljeera through this summer, also goli soda just once?

Why am I so lazy that I am typing all these questions and basically finishing today’s post in under 10 minutes, when I could have actually given it some thought and written something better, considering I had taken the day off?

Nobody knows, these are mysteries of the universe we will never solve.

While we are at it, why did the banner for Q take the longest to load when I was trying to publish the damn post so I could eat my pasta in peace? And seriously, how are we still just at Q?

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Author: The Girl in Blue Jeans

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12 thoughts on “Q is for Questions”

  1. Last question is the million dollar one. How the hell did the alphabet list become so long. And why aren’t days like Q exempt. Who really cares about Q?
    As soon as I read your post, I thought, Damn, why didn’t I think of this for Q. Nicely done.

  2. Why are we doing this?? Why did i get influenced by you and preetis blog to start the blogathon.

    And btw totally agree on quantico. J just want to know who did it, i dont care about what happens anymore. Just tell me dammit

  3. I am the same about fashion blogs. It just makes me sad about the wardrobe I have and the bank account that cries for mercy or a sugar daddy or a pay rise. But I know that even if I buy the perfect midi skirt with matching crop top, I will still just throw on my ‘a size too big’ tee, shorts and flip flops. Sigghhhh.
    I have actually googled how to be fashionable. *running away to hide*

    1. Hahaha! Hello and welcome ๐Ÿ˜€
      This buying stuff but living in jeans and shorts will be the end of fashion I tell you ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
      Hmm, now now, don’t hide – we all have done things we don’t understand later!

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