Last two weeks have been really busy. Could not find time to write. A lot has happened and I was running around putting things in place, discharging my duties and putting my life out of gear in the process.
I have been practically living out of the suitcase. Came back from Mumbai after finishing some office work only to find more work here. Then, I had parents calling up asking me to come over to Dehradun for Diwali.
Had to shop for them and a few of my cousins who were descending there to be with us this diwali. Lots of shopping amidst office work and all this, while battling the menace of traffic jams! Delhi is maddening during festivals. By Jove, I was terrified like a little baby this time.
I hate festivals. They make me uncomfortable. I don’t know why but they do. They just throw life out of gear and my world goes topsy-turvy. I am so happy that I came early morning to a quiet city. I like it when things happen on time and life moves on at its normal pace. These sudden jerks in the form of festivals completely throw life out of gear. May be something is wrong with my head.
And what’s with this SMS. I promised to myself that I won’t message people this time! I hate it… this impersonal invasion. There is no personal touch. Just take a message and do a ‘send to many.’ LOL. But come to think of it, for some people it’s a great way to wish all their friends and show them that they care…all in one go. Never mind if you hardly bother to check where they are for the rest of the year! Anyway, I chose to refrain from it. I did message those who messaged me. But I made it a point to call or write a personalised message to all my friends in and outside the country.
I called my best pal Sugandha. I call her Sugs. She is moving to KolKatta with her hubby and kid. He is in the army. I really miss her. We used to be such fun in college. I must put down her story sometime. It’s straight out of a Hindi film. Hehe! Will keep it for some other time.
It’s good to be with your folks anytime. Ghar ka khana and all you know. Last year I was in Delhi with friends during diwali. That was good but its great to be home after ages. Almost eight months! Did all those things that we all do: cleaned the house, made rangoli, purchased diyas from here and sweets and some crackers... the works. I hate the ones that produce that deafening sound. I like phooljhari, anaar and the rockets and the phirki. They are cool. Though I am dead against bursting too many but I do for they say its part of the ritual. Just don’t like them. I prefer to watch.
Diwali went fine. Relieved. To tell you honestly, there is nothing like my room with my laptop and solitude and of course, my favourite mixed-fruit juice.
But diwali always reminds me of the diwali when I was 15. I remember dad had bought us a new car: a brand new Santro!! The car was just launched in the country and I just fell in love with it. My dad surprised us on dhanteras by bringing the golden Santro home. Today, I drive a Santro Xing… my first car that dad bought me. I must confess that in terms of technology, this one’s much better. I have promised myself that I am never gonna sell off this one, no matter what.
Hmmm…Diwali also reminds me of Sambhav – the handsome light-eyed senior in my school who asked me out that day. Boy! I was happy. We went out the next day after diwali. He had got me lots of chocolates and a gold chain. I still have it. In fact I always wear it. I consider it lucky for me. Call it weird or whatever.
Delhi is good fun on diwali as well but for the maddening pace of life and traffic jams! Don’t even want to recount the horrible nightmarish experience I had on Thursday while driving from Connaught Place. I think I have gotten paranoid for life. I actually cried sitting in the car. Have this acute back pain and was losing patience. Was stuck for about 45 minutes. Never mind. I hope god saves me that experience again.
Oh! Yeah, I have no idea what is bothering that guy I am dating… we didn’t meet after that day at the Blues . One of my friends who works in the same office told me that he was fighting with this chick behind cafeteria. I was like cool man! But yes, he kept calling and we would talk. He even wished me on Diwali. He mentioned casually that he needs some time to sort out a few things at his end.
I have a feeling that he is upset over something and we would not last together for long.
:)
Though I was with my family this diwali, I was feeling a little empty. There is something amiss. But I don’t know what. I think most of us go through this. Isn’t it?
Oh! Did I tell you that I took my old pal Jimmy with me to Dehradun. He was feeling kinda lonely so I thought it would not be a bad idea to take him along. I hope he enjoyed it as much as I did. He saved the day for both of us with his humour.
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