Could I ask for a busier life? Could I ask for more travel? Could I ask for more writing? Phew.. Its been one hectic month. And this was December. Looks like I am living a black & white life. Coz this month has been an overtly prolonged vacation. A vacation that was uncalled for. I had the most amazing time when I visited home during Christmas. I wanted it. I had yearned for it. But this recent one has left me with scars. Scars that I am not sure will ever heal.
No, dont let your horses ride too far. I just got down with Chicken Pox. I'm doing fine now. Almost recovered. Thanks for asking. :)
So, its Valentine's day in a few days and I am gonna be home with Mom probably baking brownies. Thats the plan for Saturday! Not that I am complaining but I miss college days when there was more to Valentine's day than just the protest. My earliest memories take me to Junior College days when we ironically celebrated Traditional Day on 14th Feb. I remember I wore a plain pink chiffon saree. Though I hate the colour, I loved the saree. We were soon shooed out of the college as sainiks - the then guardian of the Indian culture and now the pioneers of this movement - were coming. We went to an empty house of a friend in a nearby posh locality and had the most fun. Ofcourse still in the pink saree. Then came the Rose day that we celebrated on Valentine's day in SE as a part of Addiction - our college festival. I am so proud of the way we had organised the event.It was a hit. There was so much enthusiam then for V-day celebrations. Then there was the legendary Mirchi Cola dinner and the leather pen stand the following year. And in the last year of college it was the unforgettable dinner at Le Dolce Vita with the Champaign, thermocol hearts and a lot of nervousness/excitement. It was magical. The worst evening ever turning into the most memorable one I might ever have. And there were Tulips the following year in the chill that was in SFO. Hahaha. I cannot not laugh before I type this. Coz the next year there were two bouquets of flowers from two different sources. So in one way or the other I have had some very memorable V-day moments. I think I might just have a unique one this year too. I hope my brownies bake well.
This year there is suddenly such an uproar. I am very happy and content. Atleast people are waking up. If there are people who are willing to decide for us, then there are also people who are willing to decide things for them. I like the idea of the Panther Party in Delhi. Pepper sprays and Judo Karate specialists to round the streets. But I really cannot fathom the idea of the Pink Chaddi Campaign. I am surely with them, however unrealistic they might be, as far as they are fighting the cause. But I dont just get it. Why? Whats the point? But hey...lots think it might help. So it might just. Wouldnt cost me too much. Just some for the cheap PINK chaddis.
www.thepinkchaddicampaign.blogspot.com
I am suddenly in a lull in my life. I really have NOTHING to do. Infact, I CANNOT do anything. I am not allowed to. So, I am talkin to people. On phone, online and whichever way possible. I suddenly like people. I have yet again started to like to socialise. But the sad part is I look like such a mouse right now that it is not really the right time for me to go in the direction that I am intending to. Sigh!! I now understand what Aboli felt once upon a time when I used to give her sermons that I hate to receive myself now. I suddenly am in love with everyone. And I like it. :)
Good night.
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