SO, my pictures are going to get very cheesy in the coming months (if it already isn’t), for an year may be or maybe forever but I really don’t care! This space is for me and my family to remember this exhilarating year to be so I want to give into the cliche and document these beautiful yet insignificant bits of my everyday life. So lets get started.
Last week was pretty rad. We drove all the way to St. Helens, lost our way a few times -thanks to my very dependable navigation skill and reached the place just before sunset only realize that the actual place that we wanted to go to was one more hour away and closed till the end of May. Ha. Buuut, we managed to do a small hike which had a gorgeous view of the mountain throughout. So no big deal. Driving for 7+ hours was totally worth it. Or not. Whatever. I love my life!!
I know I don’t say it often enough (not even to myself really) but I love my friends, some more than others. It’s funny how there are only a handful of them who I’m willing to call ‘friends’. We all went to school together and that’s it, never again did our choice of college of work place co-inside ever again. But then…
Sure, we’ve had our moments more than meets the eye, but what matters is that we are still there for each other. Pardon my cliche, but when I say ‘being there’ I don’t mean it in an all-encompassing way. My friends are a bizarre lot, well lets see- we hardly speak to one another, we rarely lend a shoulder to cry on, we seldom know what’s going on in the other person’s life, we have hardly expressed our love for each other on social media and the works. But who cares? In my heart, I know they are there for me when I need them. I know I’m way too egotistic to go to anyone let alone my close friends when I’m having a tough time, but I know I can count on them if at all.
This time when I was in Bangalore, a last minute plan to spend the night at my friend Hem’s place was worth undergoing every bit of that traumatic drive just to get to her place. It could’ve only gotten better from there and it did and how! delicious home cooked food, a beautiful surprise and the best conversation overlooking my favorite city in the world from atop. That evening was something else I tell you.
There is no other place like home I tell you. Murali and I lived like blissful new lovers for two weeks, without worrying about work, cooking or cleaning! I took long showers, wore short dresses, ate Jalebis to my hearts’ content and partied every other day.
I already smell it you know, the home made filter coffee and Avrekal Uppittu. I have this mental image of what my father’s expression’s going to be like when he opens the door to his Amrika daughter, rather naively. I don’t think I have it in me to hold my tears when I see him, but I shall try. The plan is to jump up and down, scream surprise!! Continue reading
Last week was a blast! Best week in November. And guess what, we road tripped all the way to Canada. How cool is that?! Truth be told, it only takes a couple of hours to get to Canada from here so it didn’t even feel like we were in a different country after all. We spent five days in Vancouver, BC. We were given a room on the 27th floor (yeah 27th, freaky co-incidence?) so the view from the balcony was pretty spectacular.