Coincidentally, i'm listening to the song "I Wonder", as i write this on a Saturday. In my context, i wonder if the sky would be as blue as it used to be on Saturdays? It used to be my favourite day of the week. The apparent change in pace that a Saturday morning brings, with the promise of 2 days of relaxation was amazing. Saturday was the day i met Mahroof, Bhuvana and Lola for chai, at the canteen. It was the day, i dint need to pretend that i was worth the money my company was paying me. It was the day, i would give mindless gym sessions of the week a break. The day i could wear jeans and a anokhi/fab india top. The day i rarely prayed. The day i spent time either with Mangaldas, or with Swati. The day that made me sane.
I would trade a million days and things of my life for the guarantee of getting back those Saturdays.