The weather here is a marvel. It's cool, not cold. I'm finally able to enjoy power cuts the way people do in stories about family bonding in the absence of TV. Yesterday, we had a 4 hour power cut and I was so pleasant about it. M wasn't coming home for lunch, so I made this really spicy okra curry and ate it from the kadai with hot chappatis. Then I finished reading Twilight- quite an appalling book. It's about the love between a vampire and a girl. Which does sound tacky and cheesy, but I was hoping my prejudice would be proved wrong. But na-da. The vampire-guy is supposed to be smoking hot and all, but he turned out to be one big caring bore who believes in forevers and hearts and everything. I kept visualizing him as this Kunal guy from Kadhalar Dhinam. Same teeth, same loserish pershunality. And I bet he had that wavy sidey hair that all these tight T-shirt boys have these days.
Then I read The Bachelor of Arts. And I started feeling a little antsy because I'd been reading and reading and life seemed to be at a standstill and all. So I put some more kaajal in my eyes to make myself look bright and chirpy and less like a pillow. Then I wore some new clothes and decided to walk to Pune University and read A Room of One's Own there. I could have very well read it in my room, but I wanted to do something, take charge of my life, plunge myself into action, become Busy Barbie. The power came back just then and mildly distracted me from my purposeful self. I watched Devar Magan for a bit. It was the part when Kamal ditches Gautami and marries Panjavarnam and acts all martyr. I got pissed. Stupid prick. I ranted about it to A who was online and in a mood to rant as well. We agreed that Kamal was a jerk for doing that to Gautami and this Panjavarnam was a fool no.1 for acting all grateful. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. After this pleasant and agreeable chit-chat, I finally did go on my walk.
It was raining when I started but I didn't want to go in and get an umbrella because I'd locked the door and everything and I didn't want to retreat. Onward we march, onnnnwarrdddd, ladies. I walked for a bit and then it REALLY started raining, so I stood under a bus stop and observed Nature. Observing Nature is what we all do when we're stuck. In trains, in buses, in scenery places while waiting for the bus to take us to the next point. So I observed and marvelled at the Beauty and felt at peace and all. I also saw a Science couple in the rain. You know, full glasses and ID card types. The boy threw a Bingo chip at a dog and the dog ignored it superbly. The girl looked suitably impressed by his kindness though. I made a joke about them. What do you call it when a Science couple hit it off? Chemistry! *Hyuk* I chuckled at my bad joke and then hurried back home when the rain let up a little. I saw a lot of birds and I'd tell you all their names like a Salim Ali person, but but but....let's move on.
I did some packing (I'm going to Chennai btw....yay yay...beaches beaches beaches and peaches) and when M came back, we went to buy bakarwadi and sweets and all for Chennai peepils. One can't get more married than this in life. Here I come, bearing gifts for thee, kith and kin. On begalf of the Pune family, I extend these presents to you, O Chennai families. Long long ago, I could just go to another city with my dirty clothes and wonderful charisma. What all marriage does to one. It's a little like that fairy tale in which the youngest princess just wants her daddy back while the other two want priceless gems and whatnots.
Then we came back and I made the world's best pasta and we had it with this amazing Parmesan cheese. That's all for now. I shall update from Chennai. I will keep you in the loop. Shall keep you posted. Shall put you on the cc, children. I'm a business magnate with bakarwadi.
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