*5.43 pm* Truly delighted and proud of my cooking skills. Its hereditary, guys – I make awesome food.
It is quite difficult to write after a gap (of even 15 days). It is difficult to remember all the events that could be worth mentioning in my blog. My mind categorically forgets the occurrence and the sequence of everything I’ve done when I actually sit down to write about it. This needed to be fixed so I started maintaining a diary (back at it after 7 years) and every night, a new page (or four) were scribbled on. I wrote about my day, my raw and unfiltered thoughts, about anything new I must’ve learnt, my experiences and feelings about certain incidents etc. and it helped me gather a lot of unexplained emotion in one place rather than spilling it all out on this blog. I mean, it is fair to put it out here but now that I don’t write anonymously I’ve noticed that people judge me from what I write. So, I am just going to keep it clean.
The last fifteen days went from a fun weekend with my old friends, to being sick due to fever, cough and cold; from an overnight train journey to Kerala to attend a cousin’s engagement to coming back to work next day with deadlines looming over the head. A lot happened but thanks to my diary, I have a record of all of it and nothing will be missed. So, here it goes.
The weekend after my last blog post, my friend Apoorva (but let’s call her Ghar) came over and we met with the others- Adil, Grams and Aditya and went out for a game of pool. We also went to the famous Prithvi cafe for dinner and spent an hour at the beach in Versova. This was perhaps the most relaxing weekend I had had in a long time. We talked and laughed endlessly about everything and anything. In fact, the fully packed Prithvi cafe went empty with chairs planked up on tables and lights shut by the time we got up to leave. That’s the thing with old friends, I guess. You could be covered in five blankets at minus thirteen degrees and they’ll just be there- talking and laughing with you, sharing a warmth that will be enough to keep you going (ngl, that really happened). No matter what place you’re at, and no matter how late it is, they will always have a way to make you feel at home. I’m so glad for old friends and laughter.
The following week, I missed work for a few days because of my cold and cough which shot up to an uncontrollable level- so much that Mom had to courier me the medicines asap. It got better eventually and I was ready to hop on the train to Kerala two days later to attend the engagement ceremony of the cutest couple ever – Saurabh dada & Karthika.
This was my first time to Kerala. But I remember making plans to travel here in the first year of college when I had a friend who was from Kerala. Little did I know that 7 years later, I’d actually be there – at Ernakulum – a town I had once thought I was going to be a part of (the Universe definitely has a funny way of granting your wishes). I celebrated the union of two beautiful people and their families. Met some of the most lovely and warm folks with whom I danced and laughed. Everyone present had wide smiles across their faces, especially the new bride. Her laughter was so infectious, it made this short trip worth everything.
I had an image in my head about Kerala- wide rivers, yards full of coconut trees, small cozy houses with an organic farm in the garden with a cowshed and a tiny dug well, roads covered in beach sand and men in their lungis and meals full of delicious mix of flavors served on a coconut leaf. Kerala was exactly that and so much more! While I didn’t get the chance to roam around much, my short cab ride to the airport with folk music playing in the car (making for a perfect background score), wide stretches of greens and a little bit of rain to add to it made for a good glimpse of what Kerala has to offer. Yet, there is so much more to it and I am looking forward to explore this God’s own country very very soon.
Next day, I got back to work and it has been going all too well- except the fact that I haven’t had much money coming in for the last two month since I was unemployed. I have exhausted my savings too (which were hardly anything anyway). I just can’t wait for my first salary from my new workplace to get credited so I can buy all the books I’ve added to my Amazon cart.
On a side note, I started this blog on WordPress in June 2017 after two failed attempts on Blogspot and Campus Diaries. I really wasn’t into it back then. But I knew I wanted to write so I created this one and today, my blog is two years and almost 50 posts old, so yay me! Here’s to writing more and loving every bit of it.