REPUBLIC DAY 4

1730- Forcibly got up though wanted to sleep again. A cup of hot Nescafe, finally stirred me up. Tried calling a couple of friends- to quench the urge to ‘speak’- but lucky guys- one was with her parents, the other in a theatre with his wife, and the other shopping with his kid. Ah!!Ironically felt happy at the fact, that everyone around was enjoying.
Spent couple more hours on Design. One hour went in the preparation of Sabudana Khicdi, another FIRST preparation. It turned out good- except for some extra oil. Again, company of Floyd while dining, imparted some satisfaction. A ‘what are you doing’ call from Sandip Tapadia, Pune- was a nice break. Spent one hour on the Newspaper too…
Design kept me busy for another 3 hours. Finally hit the pillow at one in the night.
DIDN’T EVEN STEP OUT OF THE HOUSE

Summary: Holiday = SLEEP+EAT+READ+DESIGN+SLEEP
Thanked god!!!!

Republic Day 3

Still an hour to go for brunch, decided to work on Cheeku’s concept. Kept doodling, though nothing happened, I managed to pass the time.
Lunch time, well !! Khicdi was the thing in my mind. Yet again, I tried the Cooker-cooking and yet again I failed miserably (15th time I guess) - with the rice sticking on to the bottom. After the appropriate curses, I settled down for my lunch. It was the setting, which help me tide over the failure bruises- Afternoon, Lunch with Floyd on my laptop, whatelse would this humble soul ask. Lunch was followed by large slices of Chocolate chips ice-cream. Two chapters from Malgudi Days- Naga and Selvi- lullabied me for a well deserved siesta.

Republic Day 2

The previous night, managed to get some cartons from my breakfast hotel nearby. What I made out of them is shown in the photo. Key to the photo (B- Briefs, V- Vests, S- Socks, H- Hankies). After an hour with the cardpaper, glue, scale and cutter (didn’t I miss architecture), I was at some unexplainable peace with myself. All the while, I was accompanied by some Great music on my lap.

Republic Day

The day was, I term as a ‘perfect Goa holiday’!! Well Not the beach, but at the house. A phone call (from a prospective Landscape Contractor, seeking directions to our construction site), spiked me to wake up at 0945 hrs. A couple more attempts to get back to my dreamy world, failed. And, I resigned myself to the day. The ambience in and around the house was the same. Birds (The cock family already at work) chirping, an occasional but periodic ‘meow’ from the cat, Sun rays beating strongly on the bed, as if mocking at the frosted glass pane, meant to ‘cut-off’ the sunlight and not to mention swift cold winter currents, fleeting from various opening in the house ( the rigdes, the slits etc). The feel was too perfect for a slow, lethargic day. The first thing, I started, kept me busy for an hour. During which, I decided to go in for a brunch than a breakfast. My accessory clothings were in a state of mess (disorganized) since quite some time- given the fact that I have only one almirah for all the storage purposes. Clothes have an almost ‘Tresspassers will be prosecuted’ feel, in the almirah, where books are the customary rulers. The need to organize my necessary clothing was nagging for some time now.