Life of a Giant. .

Was observing priyanka. . My first roommate here at SIMS. A petite, tidy, skillfully disciplined, doctor's lad. She does things quite fast. . Which is totally opposite to her personality. And everythin is done so neatly. . Doesnt even look as if any efforts were made. For example, i'll take 5 seconds to judge the amount of cream to be taken n applied. . She'd be done with the whole thing in jus 2 seconds. Though, she'll calmly message it through. My point is, she doesnt take time to decide such things. I remember the first day in the hostel. . She took jus bout half n hour to un-pack all her stuff. . Where as i took 3 n half or so. . Its not even that i had any better amount of stuff or anythin. It all appears to be so tactful. What to eat, when to buy, what to buy. . Everythin is so much in place. . Its irritatin. . Rather jealousy inspiring. Perhaps, today i jus got over this difference between us and decided to write.
She sleeps. . I dunno how. Like a feather i guess. Whereas i keep twistin and rollin for half the night tryin to figure out my comfortable position. My pillow is squeezed umpteen folds every night, whereas hers has jus one little small concavity. . Or not even that. Its almost like n unused pillow. . gawd! Is it jus my weight?
Duh. . I feel like a giant of my childhood stories. . Who is jus huge, uncivilized, reckless. . . And lives n waits for the prey. . lazily. . Yet with n attitude. Huh