A road trip, grape hookahs and pandal hopping 

Got to the pandaal just in time to watch the Durga Pujo Aarti. Brought back such lovely memories from our adventures in Calcutta last year during Durga Puja. 

A notification that it’s been a year since that lovely BHUTAN road trip had to bring on some heavy duty nostalgia. So in honour of that lovely week, the girls and I decided to plan something special. What followed was a day filled a great deal of laughter, music and food while we whizzed past beautiful scenery with music in our ears and the wind playing with our hair. 

 

After a bland month which left me wondering why I even subscribe to cable TV, October has arrived with all my favourites. The Sh-Amy are engaged, Red and Elizabeth are on a war path to rebuild an empire and Masterchef Australia promises me 80 evenings of delicious episodes. 

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My guide to surviving a car breakdown at 11 in the night 

  • An efficient roadside assistance service by your car manufacturer. 
  • Random strangers who make you renew your faith in humanity and trust the goodness in the world. 
  • Phone (preferably two phones) with sufficient charge and data balance to call and co-ordinate your rescue. It acts like a security blanket too on occasion.  
  • A bottle of water in the car.
  • Friends who tell you to chill and start co-ordinating with the on-road assistance people. 
  • Friends on conference calls who crack esp jokes and keep you feeling happy and safe. 
  • A co-operative digestive tract that does not set off additional reasons to worry. 
  • A city that is safe and pleasant and blessed with amazing weather. 

 

That moment when you catch yourself trying to rewind 10 seconds while watching live TV 

Side effects of binge watching shows on Prime and Netflix I guess.

Been remembering the amazing road trip with the girls around Bhutan. Spent the evening looking through pictures and reminiscing and when that didn’t work in making me feel less morose, I landed in the kitchen and made some lovely Kewa Datshi. Had a fun loud laughter filled tea date with Cma who dropped in on her way back from work after being tempted with the Bhutanese treat. Looks like along with Dubai, we have another girls getaway to plan soon. Yayyyyyy!!!! Happy days to look to ahead.

As I’m posting this, I see MSNBC reporting an attack at the Notre Dame cathedral in Paris. I hope that humanity as a whole can find a way to stop this evil. We cannot go on this way.

And since “winter has come” in Westeros, I find myself on the other side of the Great Wall 

Looking forward to binge-watching all 6 seasons of GoT before the seventh season premiere next month. RV’s sneaky tactics of getting me to start watching GoT has finally worked. I’m wondering if I should put up the video of the supercute Italian guy I saw playing the GoT theme on the piano at the Napoli Centrale last month.

In other news, in the real world MONSOON HAS COME. Which thankfully means the end of stuffy and uncomfortably hot tropical weather and we can look forward to amazing white noise while falling asleep. But on the flip side, the rains signal the end of the Mango season. So guess what I’ll be binge-eating till the end of this week 😎.

Starting right now!!!

Got to re-live a cherished ritual today. Comfy pyjamas, insane laughter, some chocolate and bowls of ice cream, soulful conversations, honest admissions, stark realisations and a silent knowledge of a relationship that is such a source of strength to everyone in this tightly knit group. That would have been a description of a sleepover with my girls in a nutshell any day. But this one was different. We are now separated by 3 continents, 3 time zones and 3 seasons. Technology has its perks.

 

A very social week 

From impromptu Comm street adventures with the girls, to Pa’s Bengali baby shower giving an excuse for all the Drama Queens to fly in to our city. I’ve enjoyed a busy week catching up with quite a few of the women I adore.

In the meantime, March is here and Bangalore is absolutely bursting with flowers announcing the change in seasons.