Re -" treat "

Post Diwali I am still on my pre- planned vacation. Travelling to Delhi and then to Chennai and later to Hyderabad from where it all began, has been good till now. On one hand, Jhumpa Lahiri floors me everytime I read one of her books. Her Unaccustomed Earth is the best read I have ever read of most authors. On the other hand, a lot of air travel has had my head swirling.

Well, most of the times, it would be wrong to say that I was on vacation when at the in-laws. There were traditions to be followed, the sari-culture to be followed, guests to be greeted, food and gifts to be given and taken, so Diwali then seems to be a tiring experience.

Back home, as everyone would, I feel relaxed and at peace after such a long time, that I realize that I have been very homesick. Ironically, I do not crave to be with my 'other' half, quite ironically as was the case more than a year ago. Time flies, people change and situations change.

Overall, it has been a good retreat for me or should I say, a retreating of good food, being with Parents and family than anyone or anything else. But, one thought pushes itself through this writing and it is a quote by John Burroughs: - "I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see."

All for the want of a knee...

So many people take their health and well-being for a ride... even I used to... Now, I wish everyday that good health never fails me. Recovering from a ligament reconstruction on the knee is painful. Not only physically speaking , but mentally too. It makes you immobile in action and thought! The various problems that arise after the immobility is gone are enormous. Increased weight, TSH imbalances and so many petty health issues surface together... that I start wishing again, for good health....

I just wish to be slim, healthy and hale as soon as possible!

Back to the Blog World

I used to fear writing until this time. It used to somehow feel that I would
face bad situations if I wrote. Somehow circumstances would become as worse,
as and when my writing got better. They were directly proportional. It was mere
paranoia, nothing else.

Now I am tempted to begin blogging - once again. For good. It somehow gives
my senses a strange satisfaction. Its such a tough task to do these days.
Amidst the tight work - home life that I have settled into, it is possible
only after work hours.

Although, it feels good - writing like this is like talking to oneself. And then
asking friends and well wishers to see me talking to me! What a paradox!

Anyways, I just hope to write more.