I'm home, sweetheart

I like getting back home before he does. It’s like I like to have my space and all that. It’s good to come back to an empty house which is only mine. No need for any polite conversations, no qualms about am-I-invading his privacy. Nothing at all. Just silence, my house and I. I love that.
I like cooking at that time. Because it gives me time to dish out something good for him. A good meal can do wonders at the end of a tiring, tiring day. Also a massage, but a good meal too does that. After all you gotta feed your man well, no? *wink.

I like catching up on my random saas-bahu serials then. Yea, yea I dig those. There’s nothing to beat their scheming. Nothing can take away a whole day’s tiredness than those.

I also like to go take a walk downstairs. It’s nice a refreshing. And god knows I need those walks more than anyone else as of now, what with my chocolates and hide-n-seek binging everyday.

I like hearing the door bell ring and the voice that accompanies, " I'm home, sweetheart".

I like getting back home before he does.

What plans for tonight?

Al : What plans for tonight?

Nee : *pause

Nee : *have to make chhole(he likes ‘em). What to do about bhature? I’ll order, maybe.

Nee : umm, you tell me.

Al : N______ called. They’re playing at HRC tonight, want to go?

Nee : Ya sure, let’s go. * what would I do about the chhole that were boiled in the morning, but not in the fridge. Dammit. Would get spoilt by the time we return. When would be return, I was thinking of hitting the bed by ten!!

Are gone the days

When what plans for tonight

Made me wonder about the

Movie

Restaurant

Pub

We going to

When plans had

More to do with

Alcohol n dancing

Than with

What’s not in the fridge..

And rotting?!

Not all's gone, my dear friends.

Whatever said and done

It's still a date

at least till the clock strikes ten!

the beginning..

this is only an attempt. an attempt to chronicle my life, my thoughts, my being. someone i know told me today that i should do this.do this, as, write down what i think. what i feel. not that i didn't earlier, i do have a couple of other blogs, but the charm of doing it anonymously is too much to resist.
so, here i am. again. to write, to share, to live through these pages.

bleh!

I am feeling like.. well.. bleh.
'tis an interesting state to be in. wherein everything and everyone just about manages to make you feel , well.. bleh.
maybe it's that time of the year. the time before my b'day. the time when generally, everything around me just about falls apart. and then starts getting in motion again only post the b'day. sigh. lemme wait for it then. :)