Random Musings on a Rainy Afternoon
I am writing after a very long time. Life has been hectic, in a way Zoya Akthar and Nancy Meyers movies didn’t prepare me for. Even when I need a break, or take long naps, the urgency and relentlessness of life keeps my mind wide awake. No matter what happens, life goes on right! I feel like I am faking my way through life, and I realised that most adults feel that way; that made me feel a little better. It’s a slow, rainy, afternoon today and I thought I should write something, even though I didn’t have my keyboard with me. I am at Ammammayaam. I’ve been spending more time here than at my home since Ammammai fell down and broke her hip. Time does slow down here, I’ve always felt that. Today, while walking aimlessly in the thalam I remembered, how I waited for quiet alone times like these when I was a teenager. Just so that I could sneak a phone call to my then-boyfriend. I am not really sorry about exploiting Ammammai’s poor hearing, but I do feel bad sometimes. I realised, while min...
