Another long weekend just whizzed past my bumbling self, followed by a loooooooooooong week of bleddy 4 moping-around-reminscing-about-the-weekend days.
Such a lovely weekend-and just when I was getting into the groove, the bleddy work week begins.hmmpphh! Anyhoo, what a nice relaxed weekend. With old school frnds and ex roomies and the ex known-to-be-the-bestestestest-cooks+gossip maid and the corner house and the lovely NGV park with all its machars and snarling doggies and meeting the new lou interest of a darling old frnd and getting drunk together and giggling over nothing in particular. 3 days at the old bangalore abode , just like the old times (minus all the heartaches and roomie spats ) with days ending at 5 AM and starting at a groggy puffy eyed 11 AM. With the same old hazaar 'good nights' routine only to start talking all over again and finally giving up to exhaustion at dawn.
The Tattooing plan went kapooos :( thanks to all the lounging around and talking without keeping a track of the time. The artist refused to meet us anytime after our appointed time and basically was irritated at us for not making it on time(quite naturally). Now I am so worried abt taking another appointment with him. You know my basic rule of NEVER arguing with a server/waiter has just been appended with NEVER take an appointment with a Tattoo artist you might have just got into the wrong side of.I can just SEE him swrite 'unpunctual bitch' inside a nice celtic tattoo.SIGH!! Now the search for another artist begins.
And S, I am missing you :( Thanks for coming all the way from Hyd to 'hang out' with us. I'm almost sure ki we are not gonna meet anytime in the next 2 years and it makes me so so sad :( And to think we so hated each other when we met first :D
Now I drag myself everyday to work with drooping shoulders and arms almost dragging along the ground.The thought of the weekend and the trip next week is not really helping too much (I think I am missing you tooooo much S )
And yeaaaah,I just remembered!!The pretty pretty lady with the pretty pretty earings who surprised me on sunday evening by telling me dat she regularly followed my updates(!!) - dhengyuverimuch :D
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Thursday, September 03, 2009
Teen Mahine baad :P
The Past 3 months have been a muddled blur of activities - shifting across continents, blissfull back-to-my-room sentiments, trying to get used to a long distance relationship yet again , swadhisht ghar ka khaana ,a new work place , getting back to driving like an auto waala in the Bangalore traffic et all. And I FINALLY realise ki I have been so busy lurking and delurking around that there has been absolutely no log of the changes that took place in the past few months.
While talking to a friend today, I stared at her in confusion for about 2 minutes-trying to recollect if my engagement was held in the month of August or November. Not good at all. The yahan wahan sightings of grey hair on my crop are definitely not just an aesthetic indictor. You'd better keep a log of significant happenings bitiya raaaani, they seem to suggest.
Anyhoo, I am absolutely overjoyed at being home in time for Ganesh Pooja. These 11 days have always been so so special - everysince the 2 footer me learnt to say 'Modak' and 'Ganpati Bappa Maurya!' with the lusty enthusiasm of a toddler. A few Maharashtrian families down south,trying their best to re-create the atmosphere back home. I guess papa-mummy did do a good job after all, considering it’s the ONLY festival I long for, in the whole year. Diwali is nice and so is Dusshera, but the entry of the lovely Elephant god into our abode promising happiness, security and peace (and not to forget the yummy delicious modaks) has always been very very special.
Things are slightly different now; we reused last year's Makhar , missed quarreling with the brother on who gets the cymbals (and he refused to come on Skype and be a part of the pooja ‘cos he was worried about getting homesick all over again) and the modaks did not disappear as fast as they used too (Especially since the hog-pot of the family is still studying far-far away). But nevertheless, I run home sooner than usual every evening eagerly anticipating the aarthi, fondly look at him everytime I pass by him as if he were a new addition to the family , lovingly decorate his surroundings and feel quite bad about the Visarjan today. SIGH!!
Next year I hope to
1) Be with family again during the 11 days of the puja
2) Make the idol all by myself
May the MangalMurthy bless us all with happiness and peace, this year and beyond.
Pudchya Varshi laukar yaa Ganapathi Bappa :)
While talking to a friend today, I stared at her in confusion for about 2 minutes-trying to recollect if my engagement was held in the month of August or November. Not good at all. The yahan wahan sightings of grey hair on my crop are definitely not just an aesthetic indictor. You'd better keep a log of significant happenings bitiya raaaani, they seem to suggest.
Anyhoo, I am absolutely overjoyed at being home in time for Ganesh Pooja. These 11 days have always been so so special - everysince the 2 footer me learnt to say 'Modak' and 'Ganpati Bappa Maurya!' with the lusty enthusiasm of a toddler. A few Maharashtrian families down south,trying their best to re-create the atmosphere back home. I guess papa-mummy did do a good job after all, considering it’s the ONLY festival I long for, in the whole year. Diwali is nice and so is Dusshera, but the entry of the lovely Elephant god into our abode promising happiness, security and peace (and not to forget the yummy delicious modaks) has always been very very special.
Things are slightly different now; we reused last year's Makhar , missed quarreling with the brother on who gets the cymbals (and he refused to come on Skype and be a part of the pooja ‘cos he was worried about getting homesick all over again) and the modaks did not disappear as fast as they used too (Especially since the hog-pot of the family is still studying far-far away). But nevertheless, I run home sooner than usual every evening eagerly anticipating the aarthi, fondly look at him everytime I pass by him as if he were a new addition to the family , lovingly decorate his surroundings and feel quite bad about the Visarjan today. SIGH!!
Next year I hope to
1) Be with family again during the 11 days of the puja
2) Make the idol all by myself
May the MangalMurthy bless us all with happiness and peace, this year and beyond.
Pudchya Varshi laukar yaa Ganapathi Bappa :)
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