7 years from now
Finished yoga and I hear phone ring. Mom called up to wish. Yes my second year of wedlock completed today. She wished and asked the usual's; so did I. We ended it in 5 minutes. I need to call her in summers this time. It has been days, I have seen her. After sister's marriage, she and me have not spent a good time together. I update calender on iPAC and share it on FTB (facebook and Twitter merged). Husband audio tweets on our shared wall in facebook over my calendar entry asking if he can join us. I smile. Doorbell!
A courier guy with a letter. I open and find a letter. Handwritten letters are way to my soul and He made it possible even while being away since a week. I smile again and tie hair. I have to beat his surprise. I guess I need to do what I could have done in next life. COOK!
Yeah nothing better than a home made cake and meal. He is landing midnight, he might get a heart attack seeing this; but let it be.
Opes! office calls. I finish offlice calls, mails, writeups, news papers, Zumba theme for week and blog in hurry.
Maids have arrived from their colleges. Elder one is Rama and she is already a graduate. So proud they make me. They wish and hug. OMG, they brought Gajra. These south indians can be so cute at times I tell ya. But nice idea to surprise him. I can even wear the Kanjivaram I got designed from Neeta Lulla a week back. Bitch, had a waiting for a month!
So dress decided, now have to jump in kitchen. I keep Rama with me and switch on iTV. I finalized menu in my flight last week. Where is the bookmark. Oh yeh, here it is.
After 3 'Eureka hours' of my life, I present myself a beautiful cake to me. A bright sunrise makes my top floor apartment diamond lighting oriented heaven where angels wuold fly to indulge in mind blasting aroma of my cake. On that thought Rama drops a spoon and I see myself in mirror with flour covered attire. I need to get fresh for my kathak class. But I am lost. Not able to choose. Kriti judges my worry and advises to take a shower and jacuzzi late evening. She has started making a point in my life. Don't know how would I have been living without them by my side.
Showered and ran to Kathak class. I have a bird poop on Beetle today, exactly on the right side. It looks just like a black mark on a little infant's forehead to save him from evil. Lets take it that way only. My first most expensive purchase in life. I can not let a bird poop take away my excitement. Fuck you bird!
So sweet of Genda-laal bhaiya to wipe it off. I laughed like a witch after thanking Genda-laal. Poor fellow has got raped because of his name. Reached class and got a bouquet from my gang of little girls. They remembered. I promised them a treat soon and ran for shopping post class.
Shopped for everybody and max for me. Being evil rocks in shopping.
I come, park and ask Genda-laal's help with bags. I enter and see nobody. It is just 6 in the evening. Rama left an iNote. They are off for their swimming. Jacuzzi time!
Husband gets time to call up finally when I am in Jacuzzi. He has best timing in the world. In everyway ;-)
So I get set go for my Kanjiwaram and Gajra. Seeing myself in mirror I can be such a south indian if I want to..Doorbell, guess my charlies angles are back.
I fly and open. Its HIM. He gave a surprise. Wow!
Hugs!!!!!! & Hugs!!!!!!!
Looking at me He cracks south indian husband wife jokes as expected and I just wonder what application does it have for his jokes filters. I get senti while thanking him for letter and He judges my happiness scale.
Hugs!!!!!! & Hugs!!!!!!
I take him to my cake and even after I swear 100 Lords, He does not believe I made it. Thankfully, girls arrive and provide the support. He stares cake and me in a continuous manner for about giving 5 minutes each to me and to cake. I understands this and pour old monk to digest it all. Poor baby!
We take a walk on terrace lawn and girls bring cake and lit candles. We cut cake and ask for our salads from maid in dinner. We finish salads, Girls take charge of everything and we get lost in each other facing moonless night while discussing so many things. He tries to drop in south indian jokes but I give him a typical north indian grin and thats when he gives me most beautiful smile on earth.
A courier guy with a letter. I open and find a letter. Handwritten letters are way to my soul and He made it possible even while being away since a week. I smile again and tie hair. I have to beat his surprise. I guess I need to do what I could have done in next life. COOK!
Yeah nothing better than a home made cake and meal. He is landing midnight, he might get a heart attack seeing this; but let it be.
Opes! office calls. I finish offlice calls, mails, writeups, news papers, Zumba theme for week and blog in hurry.
Maids have arrived from their colleges. Elder one is Rama and she is already a graduate. So proud they make me. They wish and hug. OMG, they brought Gajra. These south indians can be so cute at times I tell ya. But nice idea to surprise him. I can even wear the Kanjivaram I got designed from Neeta Lulla a week back. Bitch, had a waiting for a month!
So dress decided, now have to jump in kitchen. I keep Rama with me and switch on iTV. I finalized menu in my flight last week. Where is the bookmark. Oh yeh, here it is.
After 3 'Eureka hours' of my life, I present myself a beautiful cake to me. A bright sunrise makes my top floor apartment diamond lighting oriented heaven where angels wuold fly to indulge in mind blasting aroma of my cake. On that thought Rama drops a spoon and I see myself in mirror with flour covered attire. I need to get fresh for my kathak class. But I am lost. Not able to choose. Kriti judges my worry and advises to take a shower and jacuzzi late evening. She has started making a point in my life. Don't know how would I have been living without them by my side.
Showered and ran to Kathak class. I have a bird poop on Beetle today, exactly on the right side. It looks just like a black mark on a little infant's forehead to save him from evil. Lets take it that way only. My first most expensive purchase in life. I can not let a bird poop take away my excitement. Fuck you bird!
So sweet of Genda-laal bhaiya to wipe it off. I laughed like a witch after thanking Genda-laal. Poor fellow has got raped because of his name. Reached class and got a bouquet from my gang of little girls. They remembered. I promised them a treat soon and ran for shopping post class.
Shopped for everybody and max for me. Being evil rocks in shopping.
I come, park and ask Genda-laal's help with bags. I enter and see nobody. It is just 6 in the evening. Rama left an iNote. They are off for their swimming. Jacuzzi time!
Husband gets time to call up finally when I am in Jacuzzi. He has best timing in the world. In everyway ;-)
So I get set go for my Kanjiwaram and Gajra. Seeing myself in mirror I can be such a south indian if I want to..Doorbell, guess my charlies angles are back.
I fly and open. Its HIM. He gave a surprise. Wow!
Hugs!!!!!! & Hugs!!!!!!!
Looking at me He cracks south indian husband wife jokes as expected and I just wonder what application does it have for his jokes filters. I get senti while thanking him for letter and He judges my happiness scale.
Hugs!!!!!! & Hugs!!!!!!
I take him to my cake and even after I swear 100 Lords, He does not believe I made it. Thankfully, girls arrive and provide the support. He stares cake and me in a continuous manner for about giving 5 minutes each to me and to cake. I understands this and pour old monk to digest it all. Poor baby!
We take a walk on terrace lawn and girls bring cake and lit candles. We cut cake and ask for our salads from maid in dinner. We finish salads, Girls take charge of everything and we get lost in each other facing moonless night while discussing so many things. He tries to drop in south indian jokes but I give him a typical north indian grin and thats when he gives me most beautiful smile on earth.
hmmmmm... lucky southy... :)
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