So onto the bits and bobs...
I type with one hand while my other hand clutches a Cornetto cone which is threatening to melt and drip onto the keyboard. The fact that the laptop is perched rather precariously on my lap, while I am half hanging from the sofa while trying to nudge the cushions into a comfort giving position is not helping matters either. If there was ever a wobbly set up, this is the one! You may ask why do I have to type like this? Specially since I am using my husband's beloved laptop. Frankly balancing is a bit of harmless fun (since husband is not at home, he cannot get a heart attack from what he does not see)....and I do not worry about dripping the ice cream.....at the cost of my humility I have to say I am the very expert at not wasting even a bit of ice cream!
I read romance books every night and often during the day too. Reading romance makes me happy, relaxes me and brings a silly grin on my face. Are these not good enough reasons? Do you need more? Mmmm okay....reading romance is infinitely better than reading about another hanging order, mother locking her children up, floods destroying entire villages, gruesome murders, politicians messing the world up, mother earth dangerously warming up etc etc etc....if you are still not convinced just open today's newspaper!
I HATE a dirty house, bedroom strewn with clothes, kitchen counter in a mess with dishes piled up, cushions on the floor, sofa filled with bits and pieces and no place to sit in the drawing room....but more than that I HATE cleaning this up.....in my home it is like a constant one-upmanship with the mess. This vexes me no end....even my dreams have changed, knight-in-shinning-armour has been replaced by an expert maid and a pristine house! I so feel middle aged....
I am so boringly normal that it is pitiful! I wish I were a witch, or a magician or a fortune teller or even a tarot card reader. But, no I am just a boring ol' me and sadly tea leaves look just like tea leaves to me. Wish I could be a gypsy or a sailor.....though I am sure after a while I would tire of moving around so much and would just want to be home! If I have one thing in spades that is paradoxes!
It is almost 3 months since I have given up chewing gums. Yes you read it right the first time round...no more chewing gums for me. Why? Leaving apart damaging the pearly whites, did you know one teeny tiny chewy gum takes 50 years to degenerate? That is longer that many people live on this earth. I cannot leave behind an earth full of chewed gums when I depart hence the decision. And best bit is I do not even miss it. If only I could leave carbonated drinks this easily and firmly....*sigh*....
Glorious, fantastic ideas (THE IDEA) crowd my head always at the wrong moment, mostly when I am drifting off to sleep or miles away from my laptop and then when I need to remember them, they obstinately refuse to come back! Which is frustrating because I am convinced that with the right ideas I can change the world, or at least have a go at the laborious chore....
I have something of a world kitchen happening at home. My husband is never sure what dish is going to hit him for dinner--last one month I have cooked up Filipino, Korean, Mexican, British, Italian, Chinese, American and of course Indian cuisine. Not all have been glorious success. My attempts at sun dried tomatoes resulted in sad charring of two kgs of juicy ripe tomatoes. RIP tomatoes. I shall always remember you.....
I am in art &craft mood recently and painting lots of stuff with Indian kitsch and how I love all the glorious colours :-)
I am going home for a visit soon and it is still a few weeks away and am trying to control my excitement and act cool. Lets see how long I can do this cool act. Just the thought of home makes me smile crazily. Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy....
I am disappointed that summer has come to an end yet thrilled at autumn.....autumn means durga pujo, dhak er awaj, kash fool, notun jama, narkol naru, bhog, dhup dhuno, lokkhi pujo, bhaiphota, khawa dawa, hasha hashi, golpo adda..... autumn means festivals, meeting friends and family, smiles, laughter, cuddles and joy, cosy jumpers, old trunks, oranges, long walks, falling leaves, childhood memories, nostalgia, coming of winter and of Christmas......
I have a to-do list as long as both my arms (mmmmm not long enough, throw in the feet too) and here I am day dreaming and wishing away!
[Dialogue with the self: Please lets not talk about shrinking duties and other baddies, two years later I will definitely not be wanting to read about this! I want good stuff, so that I can smile fondly at myself and think 'oh I was such a sweet young thing back then'. Seriously Suchismita sometimes you are such a spoil sport! Okay, okay sorry, you carry on, just later don't tell me......NO, no I won't tell you anything, shut up and let me luxuriate in happy thoughts!]
Birthday wishes....
I want a total make-over this birthday. I want new hair (curly permed type), new body (size eight), new height (
I want a bank full of money at my disposal, to spend as I wish, to shop till I drop, to buy anything I want, to be my own queen (you get the point right? No, no, not you. Money Goddess Lakshmi ji please hear my pleas).
Of course world peace, withering away of class and caste and all things bad....
I also
want........................................................,................................................even....................................................................also..............................and............................oh yes and also.......................................and of course...............last but not the least..........................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am not daft enough to wish all my wishes openly....some wishes should be kept a secret.....pssssssttttttttt.......
