Temporary bachelorhood

Now, this is my time for self glorification.

There are times when you feel like patting your own back, when you can find reasons to believe that you are superior to most of the others in your species, you believe that this is something others probably couldn’t have done.

The first time I had felt this was during my graduation days in hostel…when late one night, ‘Leen’ went to the roof to hang her clothes, and came screaming down saying she saw somebody draped in a white saree on the roof top. Our entire gang gathered together but it was only me who said ‘what bullshit is that!!!??’ and walked up to the roof alone and came back with her balti which she had dropped in panic up there…I was alive and not possessed.
On the contrary, I almost fainted when late another night while I was coming back from the roof top after hanging my clothes, I heard the hostel landline ring, I picked it up and the voice on the other side said ‘Hey…can we have s** on phone???’. I was obviously not aware then that guys from the boy’s hostel were so funny.

Well…coming back to the present I have had many such moments this week.

The pest control at home. Trust me it’s not an easy thing to do single handedly…to dismantle the house and join the pieces back later, more so you have a nosey nose like mine.

I went to watch a movie alone at PVR. Many of my friends went ‘Awww…That’s so bad…you could have called me na!!!’. But I did not feel bad at all, in fact I have done this several times when I was single…Big Deal!!!

One of these days, I felt like gym after office. The gym is in the roof top of our apartment. Late in the evening when I went to the roof, it was huge, dark, quiet and deserted. I paused for the while and thought ‘am I scared??’. But I was not. I unlocked the gym…It was quiet. I worked out for around 40 mins and came back. I dare you if you can do that, more so if a family of 3 had committed suicide in the apartment just above yours a few months back.

Well…I could go on but I think I should stop blowing my own trumpet now.

I am expecting a friend from office on this weekend. Its time I arranged my temporarily bachelorized house to some kinda standard expected from a married woman (no girl). So this evening I have got something to do.

I have never waited for a pay check as badly as this month. First…I am running out of cash while the hoosband is not here, second I dying to know how much I will get in hand in this new company and finally…next week is a long weekend and Db is going to Sydney with his friends, so before I die out of boredom I wanna shop shop shop till I drop.

To which Db says:
Cool , I’ll make sure the credit card has enough limit available for u.

which basically means he is gonna pay off for what ever I have already spent on my card.
I can't tell you how much I adore this man.
Ahh!!!...the joy of having a good hoosband!!! Touchwood!!! :)