the gone and coming weekends

i don't really like rains. they signify gloom to me. i like bright sunshine. somehow sunshine makes me happy. it seems that everyone is happy and smiling. things around me are happy. flora seems to be happy. there seems to be a profound frankness about the surroundings when it is bright.

it is a bit romantic and mushy when it is grey impregnated clouds but that does not last too long for me. i like rains but at a very certain level. unlike sunshine where i like it anyhow. rains were the reason why our river rafting trip was cancelled this weekend. i hope that rains are over as early as possible this week so that water-level there drops to a normal and exciting level. i didn't like it a lot but deep down i wasn't very happy going in the rains either. it takes away the fun off the sunny beach with white sand. and in a way it was good too because i might bump into alice who, i guess, is going next weekend.

learning new motor skills is hard. and when those motor skills are popularly known as salsa, it seem to be all the more hard, embarrassing and not interesting. but i have paid up fees for the monthly classes in advance and i would try not to waste my money :D

dharamshala and mcleodganj are very much on card next month until and unless the schedule for something that i am waiting for don't clash with my trip schedule. i won't tell what that something is [because that is a super-secret :p].