A five minute walk (to and fro) to this Beetle Vendor for my pack of cigarettes, I had these nostalgic memories of things - memorizing over what a weekend it had been. 7 things that kept me busy for all these 7 days.
1.This White-Balloon (filled with gas) that came last night in its full glory, stood there, until now, though reduced in size, still strolling around my balcony walk-through. Storm along thee also brought in few bucketed particles of dust and everything else that came along with it. from everywhere to nowhere.
“Please hold my hand for every balloon needs a string to stay grounded.” - Wald Wassermann
The wee-hours had me listening to some music & downloading few, surfing the net (actually doing no internet, it seemed as if Internet was doing me). The electricity went out for few hours, and network connectivity was lost and i was stuck in the wee hours of a dark starry sky climaxed into the day sunlight. Meanwhile I decided to do some cleaning & sorting & took a bath.Trying to adjust my audio auxiliary cable that did not seem to work now but to no avail. I decided I shall wait for the electricity to come and meanwhile meditate a little & spend time roaming around the corridor & balcony with my earphones plugged in to my smartphone, hopefully looking at the sky, wishing these disguised/concealed black clouds brought some good rain - in anticipation. Sun seemed to have been already risen, peeping out its warm hues & it was later, this shower of rain,that had eventually come to my rescue as a short time visitor in a peculiar way. I stood there looking through the glass, cleaning the layered mud & spider webs that had nestled up onto this framed window with a scrub on to thee glass.that now seem to have a clear-vision through & through. "This Rain" came to my rescue - calming up the situational hazards of panic attacks and fleeing away the sleepy-souls, like a magical mischief which had brought a smile on my face & lightened me up. Filling in me the enthusiasm while i struggled between the chaotic chores of this and that & have managed to survived.
2. "Water-Melon" after a real long time, delivered via online shopping, was absolutely worth the effort and mess, cutting & slicing it all down & then sliding it down the throat with the seeds & then spitting them away in a bowl (as i was told, the seeds could be reused) How 'felicitously - fruitful' it made my summery noon melony.
“I love watermelon!
Chomp! Chomp! Chomp!” - Greg Pizzoli, The Watermelon Seed
3."Hair-Cut" was the next thing on the agenda for a late evening task, After having done away with eating & drinking, quenching my hunger & thirst, I stood there in the washroom, looking at the mirror, shedding down thy clothes with a scissor & comb & a trimmer in hand addressing thy hair-cut experimentation, after getting completely fed up with the whole bunch of hairdo that somehow bothered me, & eventually deciding to chop it all was one keen. Picking up the hair fallen everywhere & through with the cleaning part & a quick bath & back to my pavilion of other love handles; my laptop & my phone.
Chop! Chop! Chop!...I am done.
4. "Water Cooler" was not a easy task to handle, but I was on a tailor made fittings spree. Fitted & Filtered the Cooler with the home made pad, rescuing me from a horrid umbrage, solving and resolving the temporary solution to the heat. (this guy, would not come and change my pads service the cooler, when ever i call him up, and they charge for nothing).
In between the ongoing multifarious activities,having shopped online and delivered stuff to quench this heat. luckily my fridge has a whole lot of mouth watering and thirst annihilating, that could keep me busy most of the day. I am just a easy going person, petite, easy things suffice me, and I end up bargaining myself to whole lot of easy deals that come in handy and are practically decent. from enough sunlight to charge my solar panels, most of the day, to a minimalist me, spending my time on the water cooler, from pads to filling up the water tank, and then cleaning the floor. I had a miraculous non-stop 14 hour sleep for the first time this summer, pampered by the wet drizzled damp wind throw hitting on to my face. though I have a habit to get up and get myself drenched in water, as soon as i feel all heated up. i tell you there is nothing more pleasing to get things work yourself, and make yourself worked up in the process. with few more months to go, I am still on a thought to call the service guy and get my air-conditioner serviced, for it has been 3 years or so, have got myself away form that habituated addicted deliriously-desirous addiction, but yet at times, you feel so miserable when the heat does not let you sleep and keeps you all tired and lazy, with headaches often that bring this hue n cry. I am keeping with the patience still, and not letting it bother me.
5. A Chat over whats-app with my cousin sister, remembering the good old days, and how one enjoyed visiting "नानी का घर"(maternal grandparents home) & of other old fond memories of time spend with the dearly loved departed and the content talking and sharing about ones who mattered the most. Emotions never die, love remains the same, people change, people come & they leave.
6..Cleaning the Fridge in summers - eating & drinking all that you see, and happily say 'I cleaned everything'. From mouthwatering ice-creams to sweet yogurts, chocolates, crushers ,flavored milks & sweet lassi (लस्सी)*curd mixed with water, adding sugar to it' & ounces of milk, meetha paan (मीठा पान) "sweet flavored betel leaf" along with everything, that I might missing right now. In summers the refrigerator is like the best air-conditioner with a door(window/split) that seldom quenches your heat inside-out, treating you as the best host, in the best possible way. - now who wants to close that door". Reminds me of' when I was a kid' ,mom use to say "don't stand & stare, take what you want at once, & close the door immediately. - and I still have a habit of opening it up, and gulping down things & staring at the interiors to figure out what might be of use & what needs to be done away with. I did mention cold coffee, I didn't, okay...well cold coffee has been a part of my routine no matter what season follows, its like a weather friendly drink that suffices me everyday & the day I don't have it, something seems to be missing. I have grown more closer to my refrigerator than anything else in my house, and looking at it while I open & close it, with a magic bulb that lightens up & shuts off itself is quite a magical invention. Well I wait for electricity to go at times, so I could get a good time cleaning & sorting thee.
7. After burning one fourth of the Match Box, to no avail, being more stubborn to "light my fire" in the squared copper container, that had all the daily ritual left overs of a week or so, after my daily chores of prayers - that needed to be burned in order to smoke away the evil & purify the house. "I scolded the match-stick", which wont catch fire, saying 'hey you! listen, you off-white little thing "don't test my patience anymore, I've bought you to do the needful & if you behave like this I am going to burn you black little sorry ass on fire & into ashes & curse you never to catch fire". it's my house, my wish, I burn you or the whole house down, with or without me in it to a complete black-out & no one coming to rescue with water barrels - So it would be better if you behaved & absolutely without no reason, poke in any of your ideas of messing-up with me...& hola it worked.
Those Wind Chimes, hung up high on the neighbors house, opposite my house, makes me feel high. They keep silent most of them time, only sing when the winds blow by - sigh! - Anonymous
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