Monday morning, I kicked (not stepped) on a heap of cowdung, fell and hurt myself. The shoes got spoilt. The palm started to bleed. No, I did not find anything else to kick. I had to kick the cowdung only. Yes, I did not see the big heap, the size of a ... the size of a BIG HEAP of COWDUNG lying right there on my path. I am so proud of my country and its cowdungs.
Mera bharat mahaan!
It must not be a cow, it must be a cowzilla.
What a way it was to start a monday!
I have not been able to do the dishes because of this and it is very inconvenient as it is the right palm. It is tough to keep it dry and it's taking time to heal.
Had been to Chennai to visit bro-in-law and family. They are going to the U.S for some years. Collected a lot of household items which they cannot carry there. Argued with S over a bunch of artificial flowers. Co-sister gave them to me lovingly as it was new and they hadn't used it. I told him I am going to keep it when we buy a flat and got the flowers along. By the way, I have started buying tea coasters for the new house. I don't know when is the house coming.
I am thinking I must also start buying rods for the curtains.
This is called setting your priorities right.
S booked the tickets. Instead of booking Bangalore to Chennai and Chennai to Bangalore, he booked Bangalore to Chennai in both the cases. Don't we make a good pair? One got hurt stepping over cowdung and one booked 2 onward- journey tickets. We had to come back in a bus in whatever seats available. I had the same pee related problem. S was angry that I cannot hold it being a woman. What has gender got to do with pee? If you want to do it, you want to do it. It is just that we have some civic sense and don't do it anywhere. If you are a guy in India, you just need a brick or a stone in your path to imagine that it is a wall and start. Honestly speaking, there have been times I wished I were a guy.
Missed the office cab that morning. Took rest for 2 hours and set off to work. I was angry with some autowallahs for refusing to take me where I wanted and started walking fast. That is when I missed the cowdung and fell... and hurt myself. It is all because I did not sleep in the bus and I was tired, which is again because S did not get the right tickets. I have finished my analysis here and I am feeling much better.
Talking about Chennai, I have made one more conclusion. It has got just two seasons, summer and summerer. Right now, summer is going on.