back to base

Back to work - to my corner cubicle, to the world of code and bugs. Sikkim was good for my soul.But a bit hard on my body!Right now, i am nursing a about-to-be-sore
throat and a nose that threatens to run. Allah, the soul is willing but the body is weak!

i was asked to stay back home and not come to office as i must be tired.(Didn't i tell you that my project is the best?!) Anyway, the stubborn pig i am, i decided to come to work and now, i am half drowsy and feel like i am going to be sick. This is what happens to people like me who would never listen to good counsel.

If i stay alive till tomorrow, i Will write about the trip in detail.

off to sikkim....

Somehow managed to get everything arranged. Will be leaving for Sikkim tonight. Hope to have a revitalizing weekend!

door art - II

This is the door leading to the balcony.

door art - I

This is the door leading to my sister's room. Yet to give the finishing touches to the other doors.

shopping frenzy

Now shopping is not of my favourite chores - well, someone who associates shopping with chore, that says it all. Tomorrow being a holiday, i decided to play traunt today. Chema is visiting us so i thought i would go shopping with her. On an hot April afternoon. At the end of the day, after buying everything from tops to shoes and everything in between, it was all i could do to drag myself+the heavy bags home. i am glad i survived.

i think basically i don't have the patience for shopping. In fact, i don't have any patience left in my cookie jar for anything. How does one cultivate patience? i keep reminding myself that there would be an end to everything, no matter how unpleasant. Sometimes that works. Sometimes i blow my lid. i guess i need anger management lessons too. But this i must say for myself, i am a much better person than what i was, say 5 years back. Or when i was a kid.

i have finished painting two doors. Painting is cathartic. So is scribbling. i think i will post the pictures after all. Just to have the plesaure of having some kind soul say how nice they are!!! An inflated ego like mine needs constant refilling! M came over with her parents the other day and she thought i had hired someone to do the doors! Gee, i was so damn flattered....

This is the second time i am blogging from the comfort of my messy bed! Which explains why i am groggy with sleep. Because it is past my bedtime - they call me cinderella back in the states because i refuse to stay up after 12, unless it is to read books. G'night.