It’s been a long time since I have had time for myself. A long, long time. I last had such peace at Manurewa, when I was renting a whole outhouse for a mere $90 and living alone in that outhouse that was nice and warm and I loved the hot shower it used to give. At Uncle’s house there were many people that kept me from being alone but i prefered Manurewa with occasional visits from the Loleshis. Then, mom fell ill and I was in transit and no peace. I stayed there for one and a half years and had a good time when it was not hot. Then I came here stayed at Justin, no peace because of his obsessive, mad girl friend Jenny. Justin was great mind you but I could not stand his girl. I moved to hostel but the city life wasn’t peaceful. Interesting but not peaceful. Paul’s place was nice but then Chris came with his problems. The graveyard pictures and Paul Kite flying lifestyle was good but Bond and Bond job bored me to death. Went back to India. between July 2004 and June 2006, I was in NZ only for 3 months. Mom was sick and I cherish being alone in computer rooms and libraries and am planning full concentration on my final assignment. Winters I love here. The heater is better here than any place I have lived in. I once gave up non veg for a guju girl I loved. Today, I had raw fish Polynesian salad. It was mindblowing. I have rested well and warm and vaguely started my final procastination for my last assignment. Life is sensational. It rained a wee bit and the Auckland college is peaceful, perfect. I wonder how Sesa is?