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We don't do perfect

We had quite a weekend. I am still reeling from the effects and have close to 100 photos to show off. What happened? Will come to that :)(For the first time, I shall attempt to keep a secret :P)
Friday started on a good note anticipating the arrival of a close friend of K's who is also a very dear friend of mine. We have quite a lot of shared interests and K says, he is one of the few people with whom he can converse on a plethora of topics (still) (Lately we have noted people being too held up in their own small cocoons with spouses, kids, work and what not) He was slated to reach close to mid night, but that was not a bother. Being able to catch up with someone across continents is indeed a blessing. K had planned a proper 'dude's night out' with PS3 gaming and pizza. K proposes, Chiyaa disposes (inadvertently though) She had a bad cold, and ended up searching for K a lot. So he had no other go but to pacify her. Pizza was right up their street but PS3 gaming didn'…

Letting go

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The closing chapters of the story have begun. The story which started an odd 52 weeks ago. 
Inability to sleep made me advance my maternity leave by a week - not a big deal I could have trudged through 5 more working days - but then there are times when a single day makes all the difference. Spent a good half of my leaves re-decorating the house, and making crafty stuff. I had my bucket list of course. Then the stork came with the lil bundle of unfathomable happiness. Things were never to be the same again and how! 
Till 13 days back when mil came - and things changed again!  Being able to step out of the room without straining your ears for a cry , a whimper. Read a book for close to 30 mins without a care. I have time - to do stuff, without worrying about the kid. And it seems bizzare! Sinful even. Walking without a pram - how weird? Grocery shopping with K - huh - did we do such things? 

I can do whatever I want whenever I want  (nearly). Its a process of letting go - and it feels fun…

The Immortals of Meluha

First things first - I HATED the book so much that I had to write a review. Now if you loved it, this post might not be your cup of tea.
The Shiva Trilogy has been hugely popular. I had to read it. I picked the book and was aghast at the writing style! It was just so crass. It was appalling. I had to literally steel myself to endure the torture. But I had picked the book and I had to read on.
The story has Shiva and a lot of mythological characters in real environment - more literally in the times of the  Indus Valley civilization. They have been fit into the ancient times rather than being something totally mythical. He has also drawn in some current happenings like terrorism, border issues and guerrilla warfare. The story is that of Shiva coming to terms with the greater goals he is meant to achieve and his journey towards them.
I could not stress more about the pathetic writing style. The author treats the reader to have the same IQ level as his - there are instances where he has desc…

My big lil sis

I have never spoke about my sis eh? As in what a fashionista she is. What a hardworking Taurean she is. What a stable mature head she is. Then let me write a post.
She was always my baby . 5 years my junior I always treated her with kid gloves . Since our parents were on transferable government jobs there were lots of times the four of us would not be together. It was either child with either parent due to one exigency or other . Somehow towards my teens it so happened that we both were with dad and mom was posted in another city . Tough times :( but more about them later. I was through the major grooming years of sis for which I can say my influence on her has been pretty profound ( good or bad? The world has to judge that ) Till date there are many things that she confides only in me. Some things she listens only to me (mom uses this to get her messages through ;) ) But she is also my fashion guru. She is also a receptacle for many of my rants which I may not feel like bothering m…