Ambitious

Anu finished reading part I of Little Women. We happened to mention that Beth died in the second part. She pouted, swallowed her tears hard and said, "Give me a new notebook, Aayi. I'm going to write Little Women myself. But in my book nobody is going to die!". I'm yet to buy the notebook.

I've been down with a stomach bug for the past few days and today has been much better. First night was horror and I kept dreaming that I was the in-charge of a sinking institution(my stomach!?) and that to my relief, there were two more people appointed to help me. But then my twisting stomach would wake me up and I would realise that I was all alone in my ordeal and trips to the toilet. Anyway, the best thing is that I didn't take any medicine but I also don't know what did the job among all the concoctions that I gulped down.

In a twist to my bird story, Razia announced today that she didn't want the hatchlings anymore because her son had been cured of the obsession. I couldn't believe my ears; it felt like a surrogate mother being told to keep the child to herself! I told her nothing doing. There is no way I'm undergoing the nonsense again.

There is nothing like Reshma aur Shera songs to make me feel terrific, at the moment.