Life has been so hectic for the last some days that I feel more like a machine and less like a human being. After trying unsuccessfully for the past one month to start for home at 5:30 every evening, I finally succeeded in bargaining that time to before 7 and that feels like a great achievement. So days and days are piling up behind me, each unrecognisable from the other, and giving me only discontent. Weekends are no better at all and yesterday I was so tired that I had to turn down even an ordinary request of an outing to Lalbagh and Rishi was furious with me, later confessing that he even cursed his luck of having a parent like me. There was nothing I could do about it anyway.
The test series has finally ended and I don't think it will have any serious impact on how we will do from here on. I don't see anybody around who can make that impact either. Espnstar.com has a banner which says that the English deserve a 'desi' welcome and urges the viewers to participate in "Angrezon ki Pungi Bajao' exercise. But everytime I went to check the scores, it was only Englishmen who were busy in the "Pungi Bajao' business and I always ended up laughing.
Thought of writing something today but thoughts seem to have just dried up. Sitting in front of blogger is also a luxury these days; the moment I sit in front of laptop my mother thinks I'm doing officework, my son remembers his videos, my daughter her songs and my husband is upset that I could spend that time talking to him. So most of the times I feel guilty or pressurized and banish the thought of writing anything. Nothing to write home about as such!
The test series has finally ended and I don't think it will have any serious impact on how we will do from here on. I don't see anybody around who can make that impact either. Espnstar.com has a banner which says that the English deserve a 'desi' welcome and urges the viewers to participate in "Angrezon ki Pungi Bajao' exercise. But everytime I went to check the scores, it was only Englishmen who were busy in the "Pungi Bajao' business and I always ended up laughing.
Thought of writing something today but thoughts seem to have just dried up. Sitting in front of blogger is also a luxury these days; the moment I sit in front of laptop my mother thinks I'm doing officework, my son remembers his videos, my daughter her songs and my husband is upset that I could spend that time talking to him. So most of the times I feel guilty or pressurized and banish the thought of writing anything. Nothing to write home about as such!
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