Birthday’s coming! Birthday’s coming!
Contrary to what I would have most people believe, I actually enjoy my birthdays...no, really...I do! I love the whole drama…the planning of the party, the picking of the outfit, the opening of the presents..(my personal favorite!) and the usual heavy bouts of “examining my life” I go through every single year! The whole nine yards! This year, of course, Siddu got me off to a quick jump start when he sent me this picture of us. Taken way back in 1995! Gawd, nothing..(NOTHING!) brings on that sudden and over-whelming flash of nostalgia like a picture taken over a decade ago with the “love-of-one’s-then-innocent (..or so it seems now… at least at the threshold of a whole new era... I’m going to hit the big three-oh, oh sooo soon!)-young-life”! Here it is…possibly the cutest picture of us ever taken, niether of us being very photogenic..:P
It’s so startling to go down memory lane. I mean, for a girl who walked away from the city she’d spent her whole lifetime in with nary more than a duffle bag..(what was in it? Ahhh..four t-shirts, two pairs of jeans, some underwear and a toothbrush!) I sure have managed to collect an amazing amount of belongings..(do I hear baggage people?). I have very good reason, however, to believe that this is absolutely normal and even to be expected… but as they say, an unexamined life is hardly worth living, so we must proceed to do just that..(Statutory warning: The following may be contrived as extremely boring to most and only readers with an unusual capacity for useless information or very keen interest in the completely inane on-goings of my boring life should attempt to proceed! There! You have been warned!)
Ok, so the story begins on a dreary evening in Bombay when, at 7.30 in the evening I was dragged kicking and screaming, out of a poor frazzled Sunita’s womb..ok, ok…just kidding! Even I don’t have the patience to go that far back!! Lets just do the high-lights of the past few years…hmmm…ok…nope, don't have the patience for that either…ok so just today for now sounds good. Lets see..woke up at 8.30…was really exhausted from staying up organizing my bookshelf in alphabetical order and then size order..(cos the big books go behind and the smaller books go in front… it’s probably a Libran thing!) got the office… got a cup of coffee…spoke to Supri… then to Varsha. Finally got down to work about 10.30. Post-lunch (..that I skipped in the vain hope that I might manage to get into those pants I’m planning wear next Friday), ordered some furniture that had been pending cos of all the bloody holidays we’ve been having this past week..(..meant to sound like complaining in case my boss reads this…:D) Then got back and proceeded to work till about 25 mins ago (..not including the hour I took off for dinner…rare steak at the Leela Coffee Shop. I love that it’s two minutes from work!) and am now typing this here article. All ready to crash just about this minute and so will continue on the great nostalgia extravaganza week on Surreal Surges tomorrow!
Nighty-night people!
Hmmm.... You were right..... Food is the meaning to your existance!!! All was going well and was impressed that no food had been mentioned.....
.... till I got to the last paragraph!!!!
Baba and I think you are exaggerating when you say four T shirts and two pairs of jeans....
.... Was it really that much????
Loves ya....
And and and.... Very cute picture.... Both of you look like lil babies!!!!
And and and yay yay yay birthday coming.....
Got you something that you have always wanted....
But aint gonna tell you....
You have to wait....
Happy Birthday week Baba. Its Started!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BT
You are actually the only person who even comments on this here blog anymore! Muuuuuuuaaaahhh!
Thanks my jaanu! Loves ya!
I know how you feel mine's 24th december and I will turn 36 and still searching for those nostalgic times.
Please Please tell me how you made the blog write 'peas/under my mattress instead of boring old 'comments'. I would love to change mine.