Its 12:30 at night and I am uploading our first scanned pic together. Took it on the way to Murugan Swami temple in Sydney on Arun's Birthday. Had a great time with close friends.
Suddenly it feels as if time is flying by....
I desire never to grow up and always to stay a kid, a kid who would run to her mother everytime i fell down and got hurt so that mum would touch it and all my wounds would heal magically. the kid who would run to dad 1st of each month at night as soon as he comes back from work to collect her Rs. 350 pocket money and then hand it over to mum for safe keeping.. hehehe
I want to be fed in the same plate as mum and dad sleep between them .. (which I do as yet sometimes 
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I dont want to grow up. Now I can relate and understand the meaning of Peter pan.. I know his feelings.. his thoughts..
I cant believe how it used to look at my watch every few minutes when I was in Sydney to see when would be the time when I would be going to airport to board my flight bound back home... and now it feels like every few minutes a few hours have passed by..
Seems like the wedding is getting closer by the second.. seems as if time is jumping itself...
I am scared of growing up and not being daddy's little girl anymore...
Tempus Fugit
