My Day, today!

Tring tring...uh mh...I switch on my cell to look at the time -9:36. Tring tringgggg... I swagger to the phone in the opposite room.I could see that the number belonged to my aunt. "uh..ehhllo?"

"Hello, good morning...got up now? hmm, so what else is happening? hows cooking- yeah I know..its so boring to cook for oneself...blah blah". She trailed off saying other things to which I could barely manage a "uh-ya" in a very hoarse voice.


Every night, I plegde to get up early, something that never happens despite the blaring alarm kept close to my ear. I have an exam next month on the 16th. I havent yet started studying. And I plan to do that every day. Its weird, once you are out of college, you just can't get yourself to studying. Studying sincerely and dedicatedly, I mean. And especially when you are at home. And being home alone makes it worst.


I have been home alone for 3 weeks now. Mum's left to the great US of A. In a way, its a good way to be independent, doing things on your own like cooking. Especially when I intend to fly to USA for my further studies( ha ha..."further studies" sounds so cliched!). But certainly, studies just dont happen, hmm... among other things!


But so far the day has been good. I have managed to do things I intended to. Posted the long due documents to the Ecfmg office in USA. I posted it via registered post, cost me rupees 56 for 70 gm envelope. The post office in my area has nice people. The girl who helped me was around 25-27yrs, and was wearing a pink striped shirt and black corduroy pants. Pleasing and polite. I was happy to see a fresh & young face in the insipid post office. Sometimes I wish I could be an invisible 'lakshmi bai" and scrub the place clean....that will be like a job well done.


Then I moved on to the beauty parlour. Its called Complexions and has classy red interiors with old english pop numbers playing in the background. What I like about this place is that there are never more than just one customer. Heh heh. So you get ample attention and I feel like a queen with all the pampering! This time too, I was the only one, come to trim my long wavy tresses. I loved them for the way they were...wavy!Waves suit me. Sometimes I picturise myself on the beach, wearing a clinging white crush kurti and my wavy damp hair swaying in the moist wind like the rising tides , a few curls clinging to my shoulders and back...hmmm!!!:):)

My hair was growing a little too unruly and had lost a little bounce. So there I was ,watching as the lady sprayed, from a couple of shiny bottles, some fluid onto my hair. Just for that moment when my hair was damp with the fluid, I liked it the best. It looked glamourous!!...I looked glamourous! heh heh....I wandered off to the beach again...


Sooner, all the chop chop and curl- curl and blow drying left me with bouncy hair, a lot shorter than before. But it felt good, lighter on the crown and I loved the way the curls bounced as I moved( read jerked) my head. I thought I would definitely be good for a shampoo ad! and probably the best place for that would be the beach...and me in a white crush kurti! ;) yeah...


I bought a few things on my way back home- Cup noodles, Goodday biscuits, Garnier fortifying conditioner for rough unruly hair & an Apricot scrub. Missed out on bread.

Lunch was yesterday's veg jafrezi gravy bought from outside with home cooked freshly made chappatis. The chappatis came out good. My hands, you see! ;)



Now done with the routine checking of gmail and orkut, I thought I'd write something while waiting for the maid to come and clean up the mess at home.