So I was contemplating joining a walkathon in support of women’s cancer on Women’s Day, which you know is on 8th March. This meant clearing the path to the steel cupboard that now houses all the sarees. I put it off for 3 days, then of course, the guilt built…
I woke up at around 7 am when the alarm went off, with a churning in my tummy. Appreciating the fact that I hadn’t woken up after I went to bed at night, because I usually get up for a bathroom break around 4 am, I decided to finish my ablutions (yes because that word is so quaint). Well, what followed was the ablution from hell. I am not even sure how I might have got a stomach infection because I didnt even eat anything unusual yesterday.
U and I went to 8th cross, wandering around, finishing some errands. We shared lunch outside – chow chow bath and rava idlis. Then, later a couple of coffees before we wrapped up the day at 4.30 and decided to return home. After I came home, I made tea as usual and had a slice of cake with it. Then went up for a walk, adjusting my halo because…well…because I felt like.
So I woke up this morning and set about doing stuff as I’d planned last night. Making coffee – check Breakfast – check Peel almonds soaked overnight – check Apple – check Light the lamp and pray – check Keep idlis for steaming – check Now here’s where I hit…
Is it me or is the world tired of rotating on its own axis? So tiring. These days nobody wants to be sincere with their commitments. There’s all the big talk initially and once they get what they want, they just ditch you, Mi. It never occurs to them that…
Because sometimes, it is all we have left, Mi. The sight of something just triggers a whole lot of memories, you know. Take, for example, the pair of sandals I came across online when I was looking to buy a pair identical to the ones I have now because they…
Thinking of you so much more than usual today, Mi! I am thinking of the champa flowers you loved and even today, ten years later, I’ll find a petal or flower around the house–pressed in a book, in a box, on a shelf hidden under something. It has been a…