June was my birthday month and
usually the time I post euphorically on how the day went, but let’s face it
guys, birthdays are not fun as we grow older. It is almost like I did not want
this day to come so soon. There were gifts, cake-cutting, photos and new
clothes, but the thought that I was younger just the previous day is deeply
saddening to say the least.
On the job front I can figuratively
say that I am being sliced and dumped into a blender. My brain now works
overtime, and even while conversing with people I have a load
of stuff running in parallel in my brain. I am overloaded with work which has reflected in my behavior in the recent past and I am guilty to have pissed off some people. Over a period of time I have turned
into a workaholic and I know that because nowadays I dream software codes. To
be honest, I am now a complete loser of a wife, mother and friend but a full
time consultant and programmer.
Anyone who may have gone through this space earlier may know that I am a die-hard fan of SRK. However, yesterday the most unimaginable happened. It was a school buddy’s birthday and a friend posted this latest viral selfie of Madhavan in whatsapp group and all of us married women with babies(ya, plural) became sinners and were in blatant violation of one of the Ten Commandments.
Such hotness that my phone almost
exploded.
My brain ditched the codes and
took me back to that train scene in Alaipayuthey ....how exhilaratingly he rode
that bike near the beach just before the song ‘Pachai Nirame’ ...and Kadhal Sadugudu!
Alaipayuthey released when I was in 11th standard and the naïve convent
school girl in me thought that wow- men are so cute! And that is the biggest
lie my friends :D
Maddy had and still has such an
impact that my best friend named her son Madhavan. However this picture is a
whole other level. It can ruin the lives of innocent girls. Even married women
with kids…and morals. Maddy why did you have to do this to us? Why? **Deep Sigh***.
I showed this picture to my spouse who could say that I was clearly smitten
over it and he looked at it with a weird expression as if it was Shakti Kapoor
and then looked at me pitifully. When people give such looks it makes you want
to give them a piece of your mind but wait, isn’t that a salt and pepper beard?
I realize this is a U/A blog and that I should maintain decorum. If you have any female friends going through a breakup or a bad time
in general just send them this picture. It will make their day…and night ;-) #MaddyMaddyOhOhMaddy
My parents are arriving this
month and very soon, so now I have to throw out unwanted stuff because every
time my Mom comes, she brings a portion of Trivandrum with her. My apartment
cupboards are already full term pregnant and cannot even accommodate a hairpin.
Clearing out stuff from my home is a war scene as all unwanted things seem very
dear to the boys who never may have seen those objects until I ask the earth
shattering question ‘Do you need this?’ Suddenly they swoop in from nowhere and
act like I am throwing away their boxers. Basically nothing is unwanted. It’s
time we rent another flat just to keep stuff. And our parents thought that
girls were high maintenance they need more space for their accessories and
stuff. If anyone reading this has such an idea in mind, you are invited to my
house.
My boy who recently turned six celebrated
his birthday and was spoilt to the core with gifts. He has also started asking
all kinds of questions and as a result I hold my sanity and patience at the tip
of my fingers now. Like the other day we were driving past the church and there
was just one car outside. “That must be Jesus’s car. Does he spend the whole
day here?”
‘Mmm” I hummed.
“He doesn’t go to work or
anything?”
This is just a sample of what
usually happens here. The kind of questions I am asked every minute of the day
is baffling to say the least.
In general life is going on like
usual and I feel like Incy Wincy spider trying to climb up the spout but keep
getting washed out by the rain. Unlike the rhyme, in life the sun does not come
so soon or may not come at all ,so Incy Wincy bought a new book and is reading
under an umbrella hoping the rain will subside.
