Morning Blah

* There will soon be a nice happy post here!!! However, that will be written when I'm home... till then, it shall have to be this!


This morning, I intended to wake up at four thirty, since there was a lot of work I wanted to complete, and the electricity situation is such that early morning is the only feasable time to get any work done without power cuts interrupting the flow. However, I didn't feel up to it, and an hour later, there was no light.

Yesterday was nice. Though largely unplanned, it was great fun, right from loitering around M-Block, to watching the strange procession, to wandering around the gardens and wonderfully restored structures of the Humayun's Tomb complex. Sadly, there wasn't enough camera-power to go around!

There is a strange meeting today, that I am supposed to attend for some strange reason. And this morning, I couldn't find the jacket I wanted to wear, I forgot to pick up my muffler, and broke a button of the coat I ultimately wore!!!

Let us see what else happens.

What be up, what be down

Highlights of the day, so far...

• Bullie giving me her muffler in the morning
• Toblerone
• The file with no number that hasn't been traced yet
• A huge mango tree that fell outside SW's house, trapping her inside on her birthday, the day she'd taken leave from work, intending to hit the town and whatnot!
• The battery of this phone which now pretends to have hardly any charge
• Sandwiches

So I now work in a sarkari daftar, where there are way more computers than I had anticipated. However, they don't believe in using a UPS. And the files aren't half as dusty as I'd thought they would be. So that's another dashed hope!

Nothing in particular

Five minutes to go... I've already gone around telling everyone that we aren't allowed to work after 5.15, and that they must shut down the comp immediately. They seemed to find that amusing, but sounded happy about it too. That's what office does to you, I guess!

Today I was sick and tired and sad and silent inside, but not particularly dissatisfied or 'itchy,' so to say. This inner silence is nice, of course... much nicer than the kind of storms that come with mood swingsy baggage. But it isn't a pleasant silence, so it isn't something I'd like to cultivate.

Ok, time's up
It's time to go
It'll be dark and bleak
And a cold wind will blow
Till I reach home
And I'll be warm again
But how do I warm
The silence within??

The latest in the wedding countdown...

I'm sitting in front of the comp with Chandan paste smeared all over my face. I shall now explain how it all happened.

We had gone to INA market this afternoon to get jazzy blouses stitched, only to be turned away by the tailor-man, who said the 'master-ji' had gone back to the village!!! Rather disheartened, and not a little hungry, we decided to get some other work done while we were there (read: Visit Durga Masala Shop, where all Kashmiris go for their most basic needs, such as monj-achar). While mom got the guy there to put together a nice big pile of things for us to take home (including monj-achar!), I did what I always do there: look lost, look around, and give all the other Kashmiri aunties there a surreptious once-over. You can never be too careful.

It was in between trying not to catch the eye of one such fellow-customer, and wondering why mom couldn't have pretended not to have seen the turnips at the veggie-vendor, that the Chandan sticks were discovered. Of course, I had already got myself one of those, but what will you do when a whole bag of the same peeps shyly at you from between hokh-syun and vaer? Nudge mom and watch her add it to our pile of stuff, of course!

The helpful masala-man seemed pleased with our purchases, and as a bonus, he informed us that we could get a stone chakla just around the corner. Now, this piece of information was invaluable, since the only thing between me and perfect skin (apart from all the dust and pollution and whatnot) was the absence of an appropriate stone to make the paste on! So I sat and after half an hour of hard work managed quite a decent amount of the stuff... which is now smeared all over my face, special emphasis on the various eruptions which do so much to distract the disinterested viewer from the fact that my face has other features as well!

A Tag!!

Work has changed a few things in my life. No, nothing substantial, really. Just that I now have a legitimate source of income. No, it's not like the money I earn has corrupted my innocent mind and rendered literary composition impossible. It's not even like the sometimes shockingly badly written articles I get to read everyday at work have completely numbed my brain. It's just that I have to sit in one cubiculum all day at work (which is ok only because my office reminds me of a lemon), and don't have the energy left at the end of the day to feed my muse anything, so nothing gets written here! And just when I was despairing of ever being able to blog... here comes a Tag!

RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

RULE #2 Tag 6 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.

1. If your lover betrayed you what would your reaction be?
Stunned disbelief, I guess... then I'd cut all cords, bless him, and more importantly, me!!!

2. If you could have one dream come true which one would it be?
The one about my peaceful sunshiney cottage with the garden and books and happiness and love

3. Whose butt would you like to kick?
My brother's, sometimes

4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
Donate half of it, set up trusts and so forth
Go meet masi
Buy a camera
Travel
Spend my time healing, cause then I would have enough money not to have to think of work!!!

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
Probably

6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?
Both... being loved is essential in life, but can get creepy if you don't want to be loved by that person, I guess!
But even if it isn't reciprocated, it is extremely important to be able to love someone deeply, cause the deeper that can go, the closer you can get to knowing yourself.

7. How long would you wait for someone you love?
Depends.. do they want me to wait? In that case I'd wait for a while and then make things happen.
Will my waiting prevent them from getting on with their life? In that case, I'll get on with mine and let them get on with theirs!

8. If the person you like is secretly attached, what would you do?
Move on!

9. If you could root for one social cause which one would it be?
Improve and spread education, and take care of orphans.

10. What takes you down the fastest?
A person. People, generally.

11. Where do you see yourself in 10 yrs time?
Playing with children, making people happy and being happy

12. What's your fear?
Not being loved, and not being able to think

13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
Out-there!! But nice :)

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?
I'm not likely to be poor, so I may as well be married!

15. What is the first thing you do when you wake up?
Look out of the window and look at the time!

16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who would you pick?
Lol!!!! I'd give it time, and cut myself from both; the one I can't help but like despite everything, and the one who actually likes me back equally, wins!

17. Would you give all in a relationship?
Oh yeah, if the other person can take it!

18. What's eating you now?
Irritation and indecision! and a cold, and a few mosquitoes (how did they enter my room!!??!!)

19. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?
The thing is, my preference doesn't come into play at all. I exist in a state neither here nor there, nor likely to be anywhere!!

20. Tag 6 people...
I don't know enough people to tag!!!
But still..
Sim
Sangee
Mindy
Pinkerton
Madhula
Suk
Oh, ok, I do know six people to tag!

Thought

Weekends are so nice. Just the word makes me think of rest and relaxation, of warm, comfortable days and a nice book, and baked apple and ice-cream! Since I started going to work, and realized that it's just like going back to school, I believed that my days of longing for the quiet laziness of weekends were back. Strangely, however, these last few weekends have been anything but restful...
There is just so much to do in life!!

Peace, Inside

And suddenly, the storm
has stopped raging as fiercely
The noise within isn't nearly
as deafening as it was
Such a clear thought
Such a simple feeling
But bigger and stronger
Than the chaos of weeks!
An inner pool of peace,
Roots strong and deep
Sprung from the same source
And all will be well!