I have a bad cold and am still wondering if I should go late or take the whole day off. The fire drill has given me more time to think and I know that if I think more, I'll choose the latter. Only problem is that I'm supposed to save all these leaves for the rainy day, that is my delivery. But I don't have too much of work in the office either and I can make my kid very happy if I stay back...
Actually I'm tired of this 'saving for the rainy day' exercises of my life. There used to be a time when I was so reckless as to stay back just to watch a movie on TV. It's not that I'm proud of that but of late it feels like I'm doing nothing at all. Keep stacking up all those magazines where they write about beautiful places, near and far...What the hell for? I haven't even seen places which are some 3-4 hours from my native place, shame on me!
The kind of hectic life we spend, we hardly have time for anybody else. Thank God, my sister stays close by and at least once a month I get to see her and my parents have been taking all the pains to come here once in a while. Of course had I not been carrying I would've definitely gone home a couple of times but I need to spend more time there. 8 hours of journey is hardly anything and in a year I spend only a week ever since I've shifted to Bangalore. It is strange that I used to spend at least 25 days when I was in Hyderabad!
It sometimes feels so futile when you meet some relatives and urge them to come home with the least intention of having them. I have many relatives I don't care to see again in my life, especially those who call me only when they want us to take life insurance policy as an agent. Or they want us to donate 'generously' for some function in a temple or some nonsensical thing like that. I know there are many people who treat us purely as a moneybag and won't even believe us if we say we are in need of money.
My mother's sense of fashion is amazing and hasn't changed over the years at all. I know there are many mothers who are just behind their daughters' life to dress up better but my mother has been just the opposite. It's one thing to dress me up in gunnysacks when I was a kid or a teenager and we didn't have the wherewithal to be otherwise but a week ago she got two dresses stitched for me and both of them are of the same size from top to bottom - the size of my 7 month pregnant tummy! I didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. I've never criticized my mother on this so far for the fear of hurting her 'judgment' but this time I will.
Actually I'm tired of this 'saving for the rainy day' exercises of my life. There used to be a time when I was so reckless as to stay back just to watch a movie on TV. It's not that I'm proud of that but of late it feels like I'm doing nothing at all. Keep stacking up all those magazines where they write about beautiful places, near and far...What the hell for? I haven't even seen places which are some 3-4 hours from my native place, shame on me!
The kind of hectic life we spend, we hardly have time for anybody else. Thank God, my sister stays close by and at least once a month I get to see her and my parents have been taking all the pains to come here once in a while. Of course had I not been carrying I would've definitely gone home a couple of times but I need to spend more time there. 8 hours of journey is hardly anything and in a year I spend only a week ever since I've shifted to Bangalore. It is strange that I used to spend at least 25 days when I was in Hyderabad!
It sometimes feels so futile when you meet some relatives and urge them to come home with the least intention of having them. I have many relatives I don't care to see again in my life, especially those who call me only when they want us to take life insurance policy as an agent. Or they want us to donate 'generously' for some function in a temple or some nonsensical thing like that. I know there are many people who treat us purely as a moneybag and won't even believe us if we say we are in need of money.
My mother's sense of fashion is amazing and hasn't changed over the years at all. I know there are many mothers who are just behind their daughters' life to dress up better but my mother has been just the opposite. It's one thing to dress me up in gunnysacks when I was a kid or a teenager and we didn't have the wherewithal to be otherwise but a week ago she got two dresses stitched for me and both of them are of the same size from top to bottom - the size of my 7 month pregnant tummy! I didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. I've never criticized my mother on this so far for the fear of hurting her 'judgment' but this time I will.
