Whats the sound ????

It’s around 11pm.  Everybody is in bed. The night is so still.

Suddenly there is a noise – like something that was running / working has switched off.

Me thinks it is the refrigerator’s compressor !!!!  And Me knows it too – how many years Me has been hearing to it !!!!! 🙂

He asks Whats the sound !!???!!!! 

Me : 🙄 🙄

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A bird comes and sits on the AC’s outdoor unit.  The claws of the bird on the steel body of the unit, gives a peculiar noise.  Me knows what it is.

But He asks Whats the sound !!???!!!!

Me : 🙄 🙄

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Sshhhhhhh…..keep quiet, says He.  Listen to the sound. Me heard some squeaking noise.

On listening keenly, Me was able to make out that it is the ppl on the floor above us, opening their window.

But He asks Whats the sound !!???!!!!

Me : 🙄 🙄

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Ttrrrnnnngggg…….ttttrrrrnnnnnggggg………the phone is ringing. He is sitting in the hall, reading the paper.  But Me runs all the way from the kitchen to attend the phone.

Even before Me could answer the phone, He asks Who is calling now !!!??!!!

Me : 🙄 🙄

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Ding Dong goes the calling bell.

Even before the door is opened to see who is it, He asks Who has come !!???!!!

Me : 🙄 🙄

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There are so many everyday sounds which we hear and understand what they are.  The next time you listen to it, you remember it from your memory.  The list can be made to include banging of the door, dragging furniture by people in the floors above us, some kid running in the corridor or stairway.

But for every sound, He has a question – Whats the sound ?????

Is Me the Sound Analyser ???????   ROFL 😆 😆 😆

Dear Sweet-16,

Even though Indy didn’t tag me specifically, I felt like doing this tag, the moment I read it.

I’ve been wanting to talk to my younger self for sometime now and I am satisfying those desires by talking to my daughter. She nods her head, listens sometimes and other times, she puts a stop to my banter by gently hugging me and telling me “Mom, relax, dont take things so seriously, life’s to enjoy…Relax Mom”. 🙂 😀 😛

So, here’s a letter to myself.

Dear Sweet-16,

Hi, I am a little older than you !!!!  I’ve never changed in that aspect – never tell the real age and keep them guessing !! 🙂 🙂 🙂 !!

I’ve been wanting to write to you, for years, to tell you that certain things which you despise at this age, are those things which you’ll fall in love with, when you are my age.

You’ll start liking veggies like pumpkin, brinjal, palak….  😐

And you’ll also realise that the sour ones like goose berries, raw tamarind, raw mango will start hurting your teeth and you may not be able to eat it with relish in later years. So, come on, eat how much you want to, dont worry about consequences, now. 😆

And Ah !!!! Please take care of your toe nails properly, otherwise you’ll live to read the trauma tales by your own nail, later in ur blog pages. 🙂

All your food habits will go for a big toss, when you become pregnant. You’ve to pinch yourself to see whether its you – as I’ve done so many times. 🙂

 

You’ve always wanted a love marriage, right ??????   You wanted to go around with the man of your heart, in a speeding bike, with the hair flying and you holding on to him, so dearly, isn’t it ???? 🙂

Let me a break a secret to you, at this time. You will not choose that wonderful man, but your Dad will. That’s the only difference.

The three months between engagement and marriage will be the golden time in your life, where you’ll live life to the fullest with all those speeding bike dreams will come true.  You’ll cherish each and every moment with that Man of yours !!!! 🙂

 

You’ve always felt that you are so stuck in Chennai, right ???? Never been out of the city, due to various reasons.  Here comes the man, with the ticket in hand always and asking you to get ready to go somewhere.  You’ll visit places of your dream, the snow filled Manali, the chilly Kulu, the hot and colourful Delhi (you’ll go to Delhi on the day of Holi), the puja famous Kolkatta, Ooty, Kodaikanal, Yercaud, Blore and many more.  You just have to ask for a holiday and he’ll be ready to give it you.

Why only holidays ????? He’ll drag you out of Chennai to live in other cities too, which you just love it.  Of all the places, your best stay will be in Hyderabad for 7 golden years.  Hyderabad will become so much a part of you, that you’ll start thinking that its your birth place. 🙂

 

Do you remember what you told patti ?????? “I want my husband to take equal share in doing household work also. If he cuts onion, I’ll do the sambar. If he peels the potato, I’ll fry them.”

I am so sorry to disappoint you, but you’ll do no such thing, in ur life.  The love you have for your husband, will make sure that you do the sambar from the tadka till the end, to see that satisfying smile on ur husband’s face.  Yeah, thats a major change, waiting to happen in your life.

Even though, you are so career oriented and will love your working period of six years, you’ll dump your wonderful career to take care of the lovely daughter, who is worth more than all the jobs in the world put together can offer you.  And, to break the suspense, it’s not only one daughter, but two lovely little girls, to remind you of the time, you had with your own sister.

 

Your dream of joining the Microsoft may not come true, but you’ll feel elated when your close cousin joins Microsoft at Seattle. You’ll feel as though your own dream has come true.

 

More than dreams, you’ll see a new YOU, as time proceeds.

The absolute careless attitude towards others will change and you’ll become more sensitive to others’ needs.

You’ll realise that there are greater things in life, than having a career.  And those great moments are brought to you by the beautiful two angels, who are responsible for the happiness quotient in your life.

You’ll learn to be more patient with the old ppl, which you think is impossible for you, now.

Your mother-in-law will be your great friend and both of you will share a great rapport – which you currently think is not possible.

All the chores and lessons which your mom made you learn against strong opposition from you, is helping me in reaps, now. So, you’ll  sincerely try to pass on the wisdom to your girls.

You’ll go on to become a great cook, a super baker and much greater blogger. You have all these qualities in you, which only time will make you realise.

Hardwork has no substitute – your realisation of this and your constant endeavour to pass it on to your girls, will be favourite pass time.

 

So, be prepared to welcome the new YOU – the changes will be so gradual that you’ll not even realise that you’ve changed.  Only when you read Indy‘s tag and start writing a letter like this, will you understand the extent of changes in YOU.

And do take care of your health, as you might face some health issues, too. Be strong. Enjoy life.

Be a HAPPY YOU !!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂

With lots of love,

Your soul mate from the future.

Trauma of my nail

If any part in my body has been treated very badly, then it is my right toe thumb nail.  It can tell you tales of how the wonderful years of my life, turned traumatic for such a small silly nail of my body.

Listen to the story, from the nail’s mouth.   😛 😀 😆

 

Ahem !! Ahem !!! I am the right toe thumb nail of this fun-loving lady called UmaS.  And this is the story of my ghastly adventures while she was young and full of life and never worried about me at all.

Long ago, not so long ago, may be about 20 years back, was the beginning of mishaps for me.  I still remember the day when She decided to cover up my world with mud and slush.  This woman is crazy about rain and My God, how she got wet that night, while going home.  She could have taken a bus or an auto, so that I dont get wet. Or at least she could have thought of covering me and my fellow 9 toes up properly in a snug and warm shoe.  She was wearing one stylo flippy sandals and wading through water-filled with mud, all the way home.

If she loves rain, that doesnt mean that I’ll like it too.  OMG !!!! How much I cried and told her not to walk in those muddy waters !!!! She never listened.

Alas !!! She has to reap what she has sown !!!!! That night, was the worst night for me !!!! Because she was in severe pain – I was fully covered up in mud   😦   – her mom suggested that she dip her feet in warm water !!!!!  Thank you, Mommy, for this wonderful suggestion, for it helped me to clean up a lot !!!!!  🙂

All the mud came out, I felt wonderful after a good wash with Dettol. 🙂

Hello, Knock, Knock, there is something called pedicure !!!! I and my fellow toes love it !!!!! Please, go for it !!!! But she had no ears for our appeal !!!!!

And She is not following any method to protect me, for this type of incidents kept happening day after day of the whole monsoon season – such love for rain, I’ve never seen anywhere.

By the end of the monsoons, I was totally in great pain, the skin underneath me has swollen owing to collection of mud !!!!!

Now, she is crying, because it is hurting so badly.  I felt so bad for her – after all, I am part of her body.  😦   

After visiting the doctor, it was decided to pull me out, so that the infection can reduce and the toe can heal.  Nobody bothered about me and my feelings !!!! They just pulled me out in just a few minutes.

But I am not going to leave her – for I love her so much.  It was my re-birth.

I decided to grow back on the same right toe thumb, as the new nail after healing.

Sorry for being so rude about her, but she was totally oblivious to my suffering and allowed me to be pulled out another 2 to 3 times, in the following few years.

Then enlightenment dawned on her, and she went and bought a bike for herself – so that she need not walk in the muddy waters, while it rained.  And at the same time, she can get wet and enjoy the rain.

I was enjoying the rides on the bike and thanking God, for this wonderful gift, so that I am all clean and good-looking.

I fell in love with the new pink nail polish she applied on me, to make me look more beautiful !!!!!!!  Thank you, sweetie !!!! You are very good, just take good care of me !!!!!

Then came the Rakshas, in the form of an Auto driver !!!!! 😈

It was one fine evening, when she was going back home. She was patiently waiting in the signal, with the right foot down, for support.  There was an auto ahead of her and there was quite a lot of space between them.

Then suddenly, the auto fellow started to take reverse and no amount of honking and shouting from the ppl behind him, could stop him.

I was just dreading the death trapping moment and finally when it came, I screamed !!!!!   The Auto’s back wheel just went on me and then just stopped there !!!!

She is shouting at him to move the auto, as I am stuck underneath the wheel.  The driver was totally drunk to comprehend what She is telling him.

Then all the good Samaritans jointly moved the auto and freed me finally.  But, the 5 mins I was trapped under the wheel, was the worst nightmare of my entire life.  Not even those walks in muddy water, has made me feel like this.

I was in pain and so was She.  Poor thing….I’ve never seen her cry so much…..The toe was swollen and she couldn’t walk without doing the OOHHHs and AAAHHHs !!!!!

Then came the surgeon once again, with a knife to cut me off.  OMG !!!! How many times should I endure this torture ????? All for the love for this woman !!!!!!

How many re-births for me ?????? 🙄

After that incident, thankfully, She has become more understanding of my position and has treated me so well.

Lots of pedicures to pamper me, lovely shades of nail polish to beautify me – She has been so good to me !!!!

Oh !!!! My dear UmaS, I love you so much and I’ll never ever leave you !!!! 🙂

Do you know me ??????

At a Wedding…

Mom : Uma, come here. I want you to meet this person.

Person : Hello Uma.

Me : Hello.

Person : Do you know me ?????

Me : 🙄 Well…Yeah…We’ve met before, right ?????? 🙄  (Trying desperately not to disappoint my Mom…)

Person : Ok, tell me Who am I ?????        

                           To Mom – Ggrrrrrr 😈

                           To myself : Poor man, he doesnt know who he is. 

                  I’ve even came for your wedding.  I saw you last during your wedding. Now, do you know me ?????

Me : Is that enough clue to guess who you are ?????? 🙄 🙄 🙄  My wedding happened 14 years back.

  

How am I supposed to remember the person, who I’ve met for a vague 2 seconds on my wedding day !!!??????!!!!!!! 🙄

 

This and That.

I am missing Briyani !!!!! And that too, Hyderabadi Briyani !!!!! Oh !!! I want to do a big tantrum, so that someone will send me some Hyderabadi Briyani !!!! 😉

With these kind of thoughts eating up my mind, I am walking aimlessly on the busy road, near my home.  And suddenly, a shop’s display board caught my eye !!!!   HYDERA…..   WOW, This is one of my luckiest day, I think. I was just thinking of hogging on Hyderabadi Briyani, and see here it is, so near to my home !!!!

I go little bit nearer to see the place, with lots of anticipation and excitement, on finding some Briyani shop – these small eatouts sometimes prepare awesome stuff.

OMG !!!!  The heaven suddenly turned hell,  when I read the board fully – HYDERABATH BRIYANI !!!!   🙄  Is it Briyani or Briyani Bath, from Hyderabath !!!!!  🙄 OMG !!! OMG !!!!

One single spelling mistake on the board, made me run a 100m before I stopped !!!!

With such spellings, never expect me to come to your place, Mind IT !!!!

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My younger daughter Sh was feeling bad that her Class Teacher doesn’t like her.   😦   It seems that the Teacher was not smiling at her – Sh is so friendly and she expects everybody to be so.  From the time she joined in Chennai – it’s exactly a month, now – Sh has been feeling low because of this.

Me and S have been telling Sh to give some time to the teacher, to understand you better. But, Sh was very adamant in feeling bad about the whole thing.  Her argument – When I am a new student, she is supposed to smile and welcome me and make me feel better.  Why is she not smiling at me ????  😦

But in the last 2 to 3 days,  there has been a great change and the Class Teacher is being very appreciative of Sh. The teacher was impressed with Sh’s comprehension and test results.  Whatever the reason, Sh is so happy that the teacher is quite friendly now and smiles at her. 🙂

Thank you God, for making my darling daughter, feel better and happy. 🙂 🙂 🙂

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My elder daughter Sr and all the girls in her class, decided to play a game, last week.  It goes like this :

– Write the names of all the girls in separate pieces of paper, roll it and put it in a box.

– Now, every girl shld pick up one paper from the box.  And make sure, it’s not their own name.

– Write in a paper, what you want that girl to do, the whole of next week.

– Leave that paper, in the girl’s place, for her to see and do accordingly.

“This game sounds so boring, Ma” – is what Sr told me, the day she came back from school, last week.

But, this week, when all the girls followed the instructions on that paper, which their friends have written for them – it was so much fun for Sr and she is enjoying it so much.

– The girl who never wears bindi, was made to wear a big sized one, for one whole week. 😆

– The girl with the long hair, who always plaits it up, was made to leave her hair free, for one week. 😆

– One girl was told not to open her mouth, except while eating and answering the teacher. Poor thing !!! 😆

These girls are re-inventing the art of enjoying and everyone is taking it so sportively.  And, no one felt bad doing what their frnds had written for them. So sweet is the bond of friendship. 🙂

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Last, but not the least, this part of the mail, from my darling hubby S, has made to soar into the skies !!!! 🙂   Just imagine me……when I got this, in my mail…….I am very very happy, mera naam bhool gayi !!!!! 🙂 😆 🙂

You have created a Unique thought process within you. Your feelings and what you have experienced in your life is flowing like a beautiful stream of water, flowing down hill to join the main stream and the lake, later, so that everybody can benefit from what life has taught you.  Keep it up darling !!!! Don’t think about any thing. Keep blogging. 🙂

 

Children of the world – BEWARE !!!!

November 19th is the World Day for the Prevention of Child Abuse !!!!

Child abuse is the physical or psychological/emotional mistreatment of children.  There are four major categories of child abuse: neglect, physical abuse, psychological/emotional abuse, and sexual abuse.

Child abuse occurs in a child’s home, or in the organizations, schools or communities the child interacts with.

It’s quite shocking to read about abuses in the school, where the children are scared to complain about their teachers.  We are in such a sad state that the parents too, take a back seat in not complaining.

The Sunday Express, two days back, carried a news item on the Molester Tutors !!!!!   Not only the teachers, the children need to be away from the van / bus drivers and cleaners.

 

Why do parents go and hide behind their prestigious social image, when their own kid is being abused ???????

Why do they hesitate to complain ??????

If they dont complain the first time, then the abuses will increase, isn’t it ?????

Because you paid a hefty donation to the school, you dont need to keep quiet, when your child is being abused !!!!!!

Please, please, please WAKE UP, PARENTS !!!!

Educate your child, by educating yourself in the process. Learn the Good touches from the  Bad touches and make your child aware of those.

 

Please go thru the following link, to understand the basics of Good and Bad Touch.

http://www.uihealthcare.com/topics/medicaldepartments/pediatrics/goodtouch/index.html

 

It is very essential that every child is educated on this and if any unforeseen things happen, please make a complaint.  Dont ever hesitate to bring such matters to public notice.

Parents, please make note and lets all join hands to prevent child abuse !!!!

 

It’s the right of every child to have a safe childhood and the responsibility of the parent to provide the same. 

Source : Wikipedia.

Chennai & Chocolate Krishna

Being in Chennai has one of the finest advantages. This being an artist’s paradise, there are a plenty of ways to keep the residents occupied.  Be it a musical concert – the carnatic, hindustani, western or simply fusion, or a dance program – traditional bharatanatyam or fusion ballets, or those hilarious and thought-provoking plays – Chennai is THE PLACE for it.

Next month begins the world-famous DECEMBER FESTIVAL, where every auditorium / sabha *, hosts this festival of music, dance and drama.  If you have not been to one, your life in Chennai is wasted.  So many artists come all the way from US / Canada / Australia and many other countries to perform in this wonderful festival.

My childhood memories are so well interwoven with these episodes of festivals of art, the main reason my father being the Secretary in one of the leading Sabhas in Chennai and he still remains to be so. Every weekend, we’ll go to the sabha – whether it is a play or a music concert or dance.  It was the best outing for us, with the whole family and we used to enjoy every such experience.

Then was sowed the seed to appreciate the art and the related things in life.  I love the musical concerts – I learned music too.  They are one of the best medicine to handle stress.  The dance programs were colourful and we used to love them all.

But,  the plays are my favourite, as those were the days of comedy kings like Crazy Mohan, S V Sekhar, Kathadi Ramamoorthy and many other serious play makers too.  These comedy plays were a big craze in those days and ppl used to learn the dialogues too – as they do now for some movies.  Me and my friends used to have a contest on how many times have you seen a particular play and I always won – advantage of  having a Secretary of a Sabha as my father.

Then later, when I got married and left Chennai, this play craze seemed to have got engulfed among my motherhood and I used to yearn for the lovely memories of those hilarious theatre days.

Tamil Comedy Play - Chocolate Krishna

Now, back in Chennai, I was adamant on going to this latest comedy play by Crazy Mohan – CHOCOLATE KRISHNA.  And so, our family of four went for this play abt a week back.

I was skeptical about my girls’ response to this play. But, My God, they proved to have my genes perfectly in place. They absolutely enjoyed the play, all the while laughing thru the jokes. I was transported to my teenage years, where I’ve sat to watch every play and laughed along so much.

The Comedy Duo – Crazy Mohan and Balaji

 This Comedy Duo were fantastic with their non-stop jokes and their great timing !!!! The whole theatre troupe had the audience in splits from the moment they started.

 

Another interesting thing was the interwoven magic, as a part of Krishna’s character.  On the whole, it was a great time to laugh out loud, forget your worries and at the same time have a great family time.

 

My childhood memories were whitewashed and put on a new pedestal for my girls to see and enjoy and now a days, they keep asking me to tell me about the other plays I’ve seen, in my younger age.

 

After my last post on Chennai, I felt bad that I was giving away my native place !!! Actually, it’s not the place, but the ppl that matter the most.

 

So, here’s a post to toast the bestest part of being in Chennai !!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂  And I know that all those Chennaiites, who give me a half-smile, will also vouch for this wonderful face of Chennai and I am sure they too enjoy the artistic Chennai to the core.

 

And for all the support you’ve all given me, in my previous post – Thanks to you !!!! I am now a member of the recreational club in the apartment and have made quite a lot of friends  after that post. Thank you, fellow bloggers, for all the support. 🙂 🙂 🙂

 * sabha – an association or a recreational club formed to promote art.

My take on Chennaiism !!??!!

When I was moving from Hyderabad to Chennai, many of my friends warned me – Chennai is a very conservative place.  Take Care !!!!

Yeah, I knew about this, being a Chennaiite, myself.  I was prepared for this too, mentally.  But when I got a sample of it, I laughed out loud (obviously, at home), while writing the following comparison…

When you move into a flat :  (This flat is one of the 300 odd flats in that apartment)

Hyderabad – When you meet ppl in a lift, they smile at you. This is very important as you feel welcome here.  They (ppl already staying there) ask you, “Hv you shifted here recently ??? You seem to be quite new, here  !!!! Which flat have you moved into ?????”

Chennai – When ppl meet you in the lift, they do a half-smile at you in a hurry – indirectly telling you that dont even think of starting a conversation, I am very busy. 

 

When you meet the native speaking aunties in the apartment temple :

Hyderabad – Even though there was no temple in the apartment, the elderly took an interest in knowing the youngsters.  One hundred questions will follow the smile and they’ll know your family history in a matter of time. All these elders are native Chennaiites.

Chennai : There is a lovely Ganesh temple. And yeah, puja happens every morning and evening.  But alas, nobody takes note of the new entrant in that place, which is me.  I keep smiling at everybody, but they hastily move away.  Is something wrong with me ?????? 🙄

 

When you meet a group of ladies, chit chatting and one of them knows you :

Hyderabad : You’ll be introduced to everyone in the group and from one friend, you make lot of friends in a small meeting.

Chennai : The person who knows you, takes you away from the group and talks to you in a whisper and then moves back to her group. What am I ?????? 🙄

 

The mothers of my daughters’ friends :

Hyderabad : Are my good friends, too. The rapport is good. And we have excellent conversations. Few of them of fellow Tamilians.

Chennai : They say a hurried Hi and get going.  Conversations – a big no no !!!! 🙄

 

The evening time :

Hyderabad : Children have a gala time, playing together and making new friends.  The mothers follow suit, in making new friends.

Chennai : Kids are always studying – there is no play time.  It happens occasionally once in a week or so.  The ladies too are confined to their house. Why ? Why ??? Why ?????

 

When you pass by a new face in the block :

Hyderabad : First you are greeted by a smile. Then introductions and so on.

Chennai : OMG !!! I just passed by a human being.  Thank God, I am staying in a place full of faceless ppl. 🙄

 

There are many more incidents like these.  So, even though I’ve moved to my native place, I feel out-of-place.  It’s not only the ppl of Chennai.  Those ppl who are natives of other states and have made Chennai their native, too, have become like this. 

The comparison with Hyderabad came naturally to me, as my home in Hyderabad was situated in a similar environment and with a mixed cosmo crowd.

For a Chennaiite, who had stayed out of Chennai for some years, this CHENNAIISM is just shocking and the culture mind-boggling.  It will take a lot of time, for me and my daughters to get some friends, here, and to feel one among the crowd.  Just hoping that I dont become part of the other crowd.

I think that Chennaiites, who stay out of Chennai, are more sociable than ppl staying here.

Whats your take on this ???????

How to make a Woman Happy ???!!!!

Here is one beautiful forward, which I got in my mail, which is surely going to make every man SMILE  🙂 !!!!! 

Women, please don’t take offense, we need to make the Man happy, sometimes !!!! Thats the way, life is. 🙂 

How to Make a  Woman Happy  😆

It’s not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be:

1. a friend
2. a companion
3. a lover
4. a brother
5. a father
6. a master
7. a chef
8. an electrician
9. a carpenter
10. a plumber
11. a mechanic
12. a decorator
13. a stylist
14. a physiotherapist
15. a gynaecologist
16. a psychologist
17. a pest terminator
18. a psychiatrist
19. a healer
20. a good listener
21. an organizer
22. a good father
23. very clean
24.. sympathetic
25. athletic
26. warm
27. attentive
28. gallant
29. intelligent
30. funny
31.. creative
32. tender
33. strong
34. understanding
35. tolerant
36. prudent
37. ambitious
38. capable
39. courageous
40. determined
41. true
42. dependable
43. passionate
44. compassionate

WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:

45. give her compliments regularly
46. love shopping
47. be honest
48. be very rich
49. not stress her out
50. not look at other girls

AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO:

51. give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself
52. give her lots of time, especially time for herself
53. give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes

IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:

54. Never to forget:
* birthdays
* anniversaries
* arrangements she makes

 

 

HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY

1. A Small Smile 🙂 🙂 🙂

 

Now, my dear Male readers, are you all happy ?????!!!! Just by blogging abt this, I’ve made you all feel happy !!!!! 😆

The Headache Story

Tuesday morning, I had gone out to do some work in the Bank.  My husband dropped me at the Bank, on the way to this office.  And while coming back, I took an auto.

And after I sat in, the auto driver drove straight to the Petrol Bunk – How much I hate this !!!!!   I am allergic to the Diesel smell and there I got hit with an instant headache.  It was sort of low-key numb variety and so I continued with my other work, with a stone on my head.  I dont feel like taking unnecessary medications.  Just left it to my night sleep to cure me.

S was very kind and enquired, whether this tablet was there or not.  But I didnt find him make any move to buy them and come. 

Since, we just shifted, the medicine cabinet needed a few supplies.  Anyway, I replied that I am not taking any medications and went to sleep.

Wednesday morning, I woke up with a splitting headache.  What happened to me ??? Why my sleep didnt cure my headache ?????

It is normal, when my head is straight.  The moment I bend down to take something, its like somebody is pounding on my head with a hammer or stone.  What a horrible pain ????? How will I go through this day, with this pain ?????   So, I took a tablet and tried to sleep for sometime.  The calling bell ringing at frequent intervals, made sure that I dont get a proper sleep and I found myself with more severe pain.

S called to find out, how I am feeling and assured me that he’ll buy some medicine, while coming back home.

But alas, there was no medicine shop on an entire stretch of 12km, which he travels to get back home.  🙄  🙄

Thursday morning, and I am still with a dull headache.

S told me to come with me and he’ll get the medicine for me.  So, off we went, for one big round and came back without the medicine.  Always after crossing the pharmacy, he’ll realise that he has gone past it.

Thats S in his best avataar.

Then, around 10am, I walked up to a nearby pharmacy and got a strong painkiller and now, I am feeling gud enough to write about it.

S is not at all like what I am nor what I want him to be !!!

That’s why we are together – OPPOSITES ATTRACT !!!!! 😆