Half way.

It's June already.  The year's almost half done.  It amazes me.  The places I've been, the people I've met, the experiences and the emotions.  To think that there's still more than half to go.  I am loving how unpredictable life has become.  This time last year - Pune.  This time this year - Goa.  I can't wait for this time, next year. 

All my posts suddenly seem the same.  A screen shot of memories.  But what the hell.  It has been an insane year.  One that does deserves constant documentation. 

So here's to that first holiday with friends.  To Goa.  To that night at Roy's where it all began.  To beautiful beaches.  To Getta Dutt on the beach.  Dekho koi bha rahan hai, kaun bhaye yeh mein kaise jaanu.  To watching the rain.  To feeling the rain.  To feeling the rain some more.  To scooty rides and not the loudest screams.  To swimming again.  To conversations that lasted hours.  To favourite books, movies and an insane number of lists.  To getting no sleep.  To dreaming of the next vacation.  To constant laughter and some tears that didn't ebb for at least an hour.  To eight mile and Eminem at 3 am.  To Paan Singh Tomar and missing most of it.  To blankets and snoring.  Om and Kings.  And some more.  To many first times.  To incredible times.  To singing for two hours straight.  To wishing the clock and its hands would slow down. 

I really need to start saving for the next one.  Mountains.  Soon.