There are days when the heart craves the excitement of travel or the joys of an adventure filled day. Such days get all the attention and pictures. But then what about the other days? Days when the soul just needs a quiet home, multiple cups of coffee, a lovely book, two donuts (ok! three donuts from Krispy Kreme), some favourite Hrishikesh Mukherjee movies and Yashraj music. Today has been just such a day.
A day that was soulfully joyful and fulfilling.
The gang is back!! (minus 1), and there is just so much to do. There are drinks to be had, plans to be made, legs to be pulled, souls to be barred, songs to be danced to, every topic on earth visited/re-visited, new discoveries to be made(read tortoise birthmarks and feeler) both about the past and the present and long drives/sleepovers to be savoured.
’tis the most wonderful time of the yeeeeeaaarrrrrrr🎼
Isn’t the time between Friday 9PM to Monday 9AM absolutely precious after a rough week? On difficult months some much needed “Me Therapy” is something I’ve come to not only crave but consciously protect.
So I guess I know perfectly well how ‘marvellously’ 10 hours of the 60 are going to be spent ☺️.
Can you believe the TITANIC is going to set sail again??!!! And that too retracing the original course between Southampton to New York.
Shw and I have been behaving like the giggly teenagers we were, holed up in our high school corridor discussing Leonardo di Caprio when the movie originally released. This doodle of hers from about 7 years ago seems wildly prophetic in hindsight and perfectly describes our expressions and discussions involving the Titanic. We’re now parallely making plans to buy tickets to be on the ship when it sets sail in 2022!!
On a depressing but sad thought, I wonder with all this global warming if there are icebergs of the size that presented the obvious obstacle on the fourth day of the ships scheduled week long journey.
I’m home after almost a month and as on 5PM on a rainy Sunday I can say that it’s been pretty much a perfect sorta weekend. 🤞🏻
Filled with yummy food courtesy mom, accessories shopping galore thanks to the sil and copious amounts of eye rolling at the things my sibling says and does. (Did I mention I thoroughly enjoy it😉. Oh the perks of being the elder sister). And the joys of indulging in a sarcastic group commentary about the goings on of a reality tv show well into the night.
And then there was the kind of conversation that only three grown women with a bit of a shopping problem can have. The mother, sil and moi spent hours submitting ourselves to the never ending topic that can be described in two words “KANCHIPURAM SILKS”. With a family wedding barely a month away, it happens to provide the perfect foil for all that consumerism we’ve been shamelessly exhibiting.
A private lovely moment occurred late on Sunday afternoon as only mom and me watched the magnum opus that is PADMAAVATI while I had lunch in front of the telly. Mom was dispensing so much of her Bollywood gossip gyan ranging from who Mr. Bhat is currently dating (Mr.Bhat is 70 which makes this scandalous in my mother’s books), to a revered senior devotional singer who is participating in a reality tv show with his 27 year old girlfriend to forecasting when Ram Leela might get hitched. I could only just listen with plain amusement.
There is one girly pleasure I love to indulge in once every couple of years, and that is the ritual of changing work bags and moving all the contents to its new residence.
Went to lunch at the most amazing experimental South Indian restaurant. The food was just sensational!!