Did a 'Kantaben' cleaning and scrubbing then played 'Tom and Jerry' with the rain, rushing to collect clothes before it came down and now, I am playing 'Home Alone'. 'J' has appointed me to be the watchman at her place for two days.
Irritation made me bless an autodriver for not budging even one inch from the circle I asked him to take me. How do I say," Take me to the A cross, B street, House no. C?" I was scared that I won't be able to collect the clothes on time and asked him to leave me a little closer. I said, "Khush Raho" and walked away.
Way to the kitchen, the potato looked malnourished, onion was unconscious, tomato was dehydrated, carrot had wrinkled and the other vegetables looked like they were having a 'hunger strike'. My spirit too betrayed and started sipping out of me.
Had spoonfuls of silence. Started missing the noise of the hostel which I so much hate at times thinking they'd disturb my reading or writing. Even if you don't budge from the room, the knowledge that there are people around comforts you. It was one of the long and lonely nights that I had yesterday.
Had some kind of funny feelings. Wished I could come back to a place called home, to someone. Wished I could wait for someone. Heck! I wouldn't even mind cooking.
Listened to Norah Jones. Everybody knows this song but the weather, the timing, the mood was just right. Made me think, "Now, whose boyfriend do I steal?" :-)
"Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me"
I have been tagged. I will definitely be game but the before that let me share the line I live by right now. Pallavi, Manuscrypts, Stone, Manish, Alka be prepared. You can even start if you haven't tagged.
"They say procrastination is the root of all sorrow; I don't know what that big word means, I'll look it up tomorrow"
14 comments:
I've always wanted to stay alone and not have my folks over my head at all times... When I finally got that opportunity for 2 weeks when they went out of town,I couldn't do it. I moved in with a friend till they returned....Weird..,the whole feeling of being suffocated with people around u and then the feeling of being lonely...So bloody weird.
Take Care.
whats this tag thingie thats been happening?? coolcat was also talking abt it..
Hmmm... procrastination... no wonder I do not get missed calls from people who say they will give one! ;-)
But I shall wait... for it is really worth it sometimes!
You have been tagged ages before. Thank God you have noticed :-)
hi arunim,
hey that veg description was hilarious... Home alone!!! thats fun... atleast I like it when I get the whole kitchen to myself...somehow cooking for yourself alone... i somehow love that... but loneliness is sad :-(
sathya
techwiz.rediffblogs.com
I do a lot of crazy things when I am home alone... usually when hubby is working on Sats..
I watch cartoons.. read books.. enjoy a cuppa tea, sketch... I love the silence sometime.. oh yes I o and pamper myself...watch stupid hindi movies.. which my hubby wont touch with a bargepole.. LOL...i shall wait for the tagged post.. he hahaha
is the tagged thing about the website tagged.com?
Time for you to find your man :-)
Regards,
Jo.
played 'tom n jerry' with rain... LOL !!
thanks for visiting the blog.
unfortunately i have no idea as to what your comment meant.
Me tagged? OMG...but I'm the laziest soul in the whole galaxies..known unknown!
First time here. Its interesting :)
Its true when we are alone we want people, when people are around we want to be alone.
Anyways hope ur lonliness ends soon.:)
Arunima, I am prepared. And you write so well, that even day to day simple events seem special. Coming from your pen/keyboard they acquire different and sensitive meaning. I too liked the hostel life without realizing that. I only knew about that when I left it. :-)
Never thought about the possibility of vegetables having a hunger strike.
Gawd! :-D
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