Elloo Salladavaru

I have been living in Bangalore for so long now yet I don't want to belong there. In my mind it's always some other place, may be Modankap, may be Takli ...But when I come to Modankap, I'm also acutely aware that I'm somewhat a stranger there, a once-in-a-year phenomenon and eveything seems new everytime. At times I long for the familiar comforts of our flat in Bangalore...

Spoil-sport

There is no better sense of peace than sitting on the terrace at my place and my husband is spoiling it currently with lot of work-related cacophony. Coming with him here is no more a pleasure, honestly. One has to continuously pray that not even a small hiccup raises its head and where does one have such luck? I don't know when I last had mine. 

Waiting to Swing

One of the side-effects of my medicine is supposed to be mood swings. I was not sure what that would entail but had forewarned my husband, just in case. It's been 6 days but I don't think I've had any swing so far. Waiting and watching right now. 

Rolling Back

Just when I was about to say "Nothing ever happens here!" like Dina, life decided to throw a fistful of events my way. First, after five years of slogging here, my parents decided to move back to their place for good. Just when I thought I was going to the free bird, living my life the way I always wanted - which I cannot explain because it's too chaotic - things went haywire. I had to have a scan because I had missed my periods - initial thought was if I had become pregnant again, which was not a very scary thought for me but alas - and it turns out that I have some cyst in my ovary which is not a regular one. To top the whole thing, my doctor asked me to get a CA125 test done and my whole world became numb when it threw up 61. Since then I've recovered enough not to treat myself as a normal creature, with the help of some medication.

Last but not the least, I joined the WhatsApp band and in that, our Primary School group last week. Of course it's been euphoric fun but now I know that it happened at a very wrong time. I mean, I had thought by the time kids come back, they would see a different house, all shiny and neat....Tomorrow I'll go to fetch them but all I've done in the interim is checking my messages some 100 times in a day and reading hundreds of messages. So now there is going to be a curb, as usual. And also, I'm surprised that I'm still a little wary when it comes to talking of M in a forum...I don't know, reminded me of the time I cried in 7th standard.

Down and not Out

Still recovering from the UP election results and I don't know how long it will take me to resign to these inevitable results, because I do know that it is only fair that majority should get the leaders they identify with. I think Bihar kind of spoilt me. But I also am curious to know what people intend to do with 'Congress-mukt Bharat'. How will that utopia be?

My mother is on a high, though. My jealous heart couldn't stand it for long and I finally lashed out at her asking what her party had done for Brahmans and why they all felt it's their victory. I was all eager to wage a full-fledged war of words but she just doused it saying they had done nothing. Anyway, I know what she didn't say; theirs is the only party which can keep 'those people' in their places, show them where they belong. It doesn't matter that our only solace is that and we remain in perpetual mental backwardness.

I watched Lunchbox yesterday. It felt like a highly customized solution to so many people's problems and even for all that, the director had to keep me hanging in the end. What hit me was the way she handled the disappointment, as if she was numb. Envied her very much.

Close Call

I went to the bus-stop looking for an auto, after two Ola cancellations. There was an auto slightly ahead of bus-stop but he wasn't interested in moving. So I just stood next to that auto for a while and waited for something else to come by. It was getting 11:30 already so I was getting restless and moved about towards the other side. Not even a minute and a metal board fell from the footpath to the road, just where I was standing before! Had I been there, it would've definitely injured my head and back. Some luck there.

Speaking to the Gallery

We took Metro to return from IISc. on Saturday. Kids got seats opposite to us and crowd had filled all the space in between. We had hardly settled into the seats when I heard Anu say a bit hesitatingly, "Aayi, ANNa is telling me bad words!". Oh God, what kind of words?? I ignored it, trying not to meet any of the glances my co-passengers shot in my direction. But just after a minute came a loud repetition and with it, Anu herself, navigating the passage with a pout. This time I had to ask her what her brother had said. I could see people around were all-ears now, suppressing their smiles. "He said he would throw me out of the train!". Some people laughed. It was bad of course but I guess not the bad they were expecting. Later an indignant Rishi told me she had tried to kiss him on the cheeks.