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this has been my worst week ever.

it all started on sunday when by chance i was near the football stadium in madrid, santa bernabeu (guess it´s the real madrid stadium). the match got over and these huge crowds came out. i was on my way to the metro station and i entered a street full of people. only later did i realize it was full of white people. i was with a friend who by chance has black skin. and all these 100´s of people, believe me, it was a wide street full of people, and all these 100´s of people started booing us. not like the booing we do at a cricket match, not like the booing we did at school during volleyball matches. this booing was full of hatred and violence. full of negative feelings. i thought they are going to attack me. i thought i was going to die.

tried to stay as calm as possible. tried not to run and tried not to show them my anxiety and fear. got out of the street and got into the first bus to get out of there.

45 minutes later it hit me. and i cried uncontrollably.

my question wasn´t and isn´t "why me?". it´s "why at all?"

now, after around 5 days i´m better. i don´t want to hate them. i don´t think i do. i don´t understand how people can be like this. they´re ignorant.

i still carry it with me, now a little deeper in my heart.

i ran to a friend, a good friend, who was there for me. thank god i have good friends who i can depend on. thank god!

no, she didn´t understand me. but i know that unless you experience it yourself you won´t understand it, you won´t feel it. i hope you never have to feel it. i hope no one ever has to feel it.

no family here, no ranveer. was broken. just wanted to get onto the first flight out of here to india. but i know i have to go on. and i will.

spoken to soon... as usual

we´ve had rain the entire weekend which ofcourse has brought with it again the freezing cold!

why, oh, why?

spring´s here

man, you won´t believe how happy i am. no more jackets, no more sweaters, no more closed windows... yippee!
and overnight the trees blooming with flowers.


















these are photos outside the instituto cervantes. all over alcalá we have these trees. they´re damn pretty.

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no offense...

More than moments of impression and awe, it´s moments of deception that define you and give an aim, a clearer meaning to your life... because they help you eliminate a few of the million choices that you have, making it that little bit easier for you to take a decision.

i have been deceived.

i should be happy... i am not.

i hope i will be in the future, when this becomes my past.

now i feel lighter. now i´m relieved

i´m having my practicals these days. and till yesterday the two classes i had given were pretty disastrous. ok, fine, i know i´m too hard on myself. they weren´t disastrous but they certainly weren´t satisfactory. but yesterday class was almost perfect. i was so happy that i wanted to blog this moment. we learnt alot of things together, we cracked a lot of jokes and basically lo pasamos muy bien.

i guess yesterday was a good day. i spoke to amma, appa, nive and ranveer so it couldn´t have gone any better.

and i saw a movie by Fernando León de Aranoa, Princesas. he´s the director of Los lunes al sol, a movie about unemployment. Princesas i sabout the life of two prostitutes and ofcourse as soon as i can i´ll buy it so that atleast when i´m back you can all see it. but if you get a chance please do watch it.

sad but true

a must read post

to which indian girl hasn´t this happened?
which indian girl hasn´t´t felt this way?

this is our world.