Have you ever been dog tired…so tired that your brains just dont work..well, I am in that state now..the past week has been horribly busy work wise..and for what? just to get some horrible emails from a guy I am working for…I get affected very easily…but fortunately, I havent cried yet…which is a big big step towards my professionalism eh?
I have been staying back till 7 PM EVERYDAY at work for the past 3 days, reaching home not before 8.30 half dead!..and on top of that, the stupid stupid traffic in Bombay..I am slowly giving up on this city 😦
Anyways, thanks all of you who mailed, smsed, and called up to enquire if I was okie since I havent blogged for a while 🙂 Life seems so much more positive when people do that eh?
I have been reading blogs, but not been able to comment, because of lack of time..then how come I am reading you would wonder? well, thats because I need breaks between work!
RD called up today morning, to ask me why I am not blogging..the guy seems to have some spare time in hand eh?
speaking of RD, some women in my office are elevating him to the ideal husband status (tum kitni lucky ho *rolls eyes*)
Apparently he is a guy who not only keeps dal rice when his wife is late, but also a guy who cleans his daughter’s bum (OMG! one of them squealed!), packs his own luggage (saachmein, tum help nahi karti!) and is ready to buy his daughter’s Diwali shoes all by himself..(Awww..how sweet!) ..gasp away okie? I wonder what will be their reaction if they realise the man can make a mean rajma chawal and bake a super cake! (only chocolate ones if I help him with the proportion)
Well, in my eyes, he is just a nice guy eh? and they dont know of a 100 qualities of his which bug me? waise let it be, I dont mind being the non-ideal wife to an ideal husband 😉
In other news, I read a very interesting article today morning which had come in yesterday’s Mumbai Mirror…dont snigger, I get time to read yesterday’s paper only today..kya karein, life is terribly hectic! anyways, so this article was about the slow degradation of Bombay…and I loved it and honestly could relate to it so much..in the past 6.5 years I have been here, the city has definitely changed…I remember not being one bit scared travelling home one day at 11 in the night from work…but now, well, I am not sure I can do that travel again!
And, why are people making such a big issue about Shashi Tharoor and Sunanda Pushkar..honestly if the guy loves his lady and wants to show his love, why stop him…he has never been indecent even by Indian standards…I think its cute…well, I may be wrong!
and of course, how can I conclude without reporting these incidents..
Today morning when I am dropping R to the daycare in the bike
RM: R I love you
R: But I dont love you
RM: oh kyun?
R: Kyun ki aap bahut gussa karte ho.hamesha gussa karte ho
I am speechless.and still wondering how to improve my behaviour 😦
and then yesterday night, when I am dead tired from work and take R to su-su in the bathroom
RM: What did you do at daycare, kuch writing practice kiya kya ke achi tarah enjoy kiya?
R: Enjoy kiya
RM: oh, no writing practice (yes, I am getting into one of those tiger moms?)
R: Nahi, mereko toh depression aata hai
I am shocked…
RM: DEPRESSION?? what depression beta?
R: Arey bahut sara depression ata hai..
I am so upset about this and wonder how much I have been pushing her…I think back and realise I havent asked her to write even once..since her vacation started..and she is already getting depression 😦
RM: Woh kya hota hai baby?
R: Arey writing karte hai na, usko depression bolte hain, daycare mein teacher A bhaiya ko words bolti hai, aur bhaiya depression karte hain
RM: oh you mean dictation?
R: yes yes..wohi
honestly, Depression for Dictation! THis girl is giving me ALL MY GREY HAIRS FOR SURE!!!