DAY:7

 Life has started falling into a routine..... Waking up in the middle of the day, having lunch while watching TV, then continue watching TV till around 4, then from 4 to 6 attend the class, sometimes it extends longer. To my surprise this is what I enjoy the most in my day. Then somehow time passes by till 7-7:30, and Amma and I start our workout. When we finally manage to complete that, I sit to write, and pester my mother to read every paragraph. I shouldn't be saying this but its no fun to write when there's nothing new to share and from my past two posts my disinterest is clearly seen.

I woke up at 12:15 today, it's a Saturday, the energy in the house wasn't great. I came into the hall and Chechi was watching the news about the plain crash in Calicut, what can be more depressing. I went into the washroom to freshen up, when I came out the front room was desolated. I went into the kitchen, to see what was there to eat, I opened the casserole to see Appam and beside in was kaddala (black channa) curry, this brought a smile on my face, which soon faded when I realized the news was still playing in the background; they were talking about a six year old girl from the plane crash who's condition was deteriorating. This is when I realized I should be thankful for my monotonous day. There might be nothing earthshaking going on in my life, but still, nothing short of a miracle.

Unable to listen to the news anymore, I sat down with my brunch to watch "THE CROWN" I'm in season 3 episode 8, just a few more episodes left, prince Charles is all grown up, and I'm eagerly waiting for the entry of princess Diana. I think the large lives of the royals will make anyone jealous, after all deep inside everybody wants to be a king or a queen. And this might be what glued me to this series, but when you look beyond their rich majestic surface, there really isn't anything admirable about them. They're even denied the right to speak their mind. How can you be truly happy even as a queen with all privileges, yet deprived of basic rights to express an opinion?

       

Around 3:30 I decided to go for a walk with Pablo. Everyday he eats the same food, walks the same path, yet his excitement when you mention food or walk is un-containable. He was jumping around and following me dragging his leash everywhere as I got dressed. Pablo couldn't wait till the doors of the lift opened, and sprinted out those doors, past the corridor and into the open world of his happiness, wagging his tail, the happiest dog in the world, sniffing around, chasing birds, barking at cats (they really do have big attitudes for that small body), then running to the parked cars to inspect and pee on the tires of each one of them, never in these two years was I able to understand his fascination with cars. We took 3 rounds, then ran back home, chased by a bumble bee, insects scare me a great deal especially the ones that crawl, fly, and buzz a lot.

I've always been mortified by creepy, crawly, flying creatures, and to add to this fear of mine. On a visit to Daddy(grandpa) and Ammachi's(grandma) place during the summer break as a young child, I was lying on the mat beside Ammachi. Unlike most grandmother's recite bedtime stories, Ammachi decided to tell me a horrifying story, it went something like this. There was a boy, an average student in school, but suddenly he started scoring the least in his class and failing in many subject's. Furious at this, his father smacked him on his head, and the boy's head deflated like a punctured football, when he was rushed to the hospital, they were told that a spider had crawled into his brain through his ear and started feasting on his nerves. To this day every-time I remember this I cover my ears and sleep in fear. Not to mention, I was once stung by a bee; an experience I don't wan't to relive.

After coming back home I sat down to attend my class, today's topic was inbound marketing. As I was starting to submit my day's assignment, Sabina aunty our neighbor came to visit with the cake, she baked. Amma and Sabina aunty started talking, the idiot that I am instead of concentrating on my work, my ears were tuned to their conversation and ended up submitting the solution to another module. I've written to the instructor hopefully I get the chance to resubmit.

Amma was feeling low and was determined not to work out today. After insisting actually yelling at her; I'm bad at convincing people calmly, she agreed to workout. For someone not in the mood to work out she was quite active throughout the entire hour. Kudos to Amma.

And now I'm sitting on my table, with my laptop and Amma feeding me dinner, which I initially refused, but when she sat next to me I couldn't resist myself. It's delicious.

And with that I end the day.

PS: I made myself a midnight snack yesterday, butter garlic mushroom maggie, with cheese and drizzeled with chile flakes soaked in more butter, might have made my efforts to lose weight go in vain, but it was a true treat.