Off late, I have been so occupied (read frustrated) with work, that I desperately needed a break. Break means anything that will get me away from my work place.
Since, I stay away from home, I had planned to go "home", but wasn’t sure if my manager was going to approve my leaves in the middle of the ever-busy, never-ending tight schedule. However, just before a day I was supposed to leave, my appraisal happened, and the outcome was clear. I was more determined to get away from work.
Finally, I went home.. First time, in almost 3 years, I came alone to “his” place to be with my mom-dad in-laws. He had spoken to me when I was travelling and told me, be comfortable, do as you wish, my mom dad are cool. I realized only then, things can be different when I am “alone” with them.
So it was different, but not as I had expected.. Both my mom-dad inlaw dropped into the station right in the morning and waited almost 90 minutes till the train arrived, only to pick me up!
Then went home, I had all the privileges of choosing the menu for lunch, dinner etc etc.. My MIL made sure I ate, every half an hour atleast… I idled away my time, gazing outside the balcony at some bare greenery around, watching all the people running away for office (read to catch train!) and the daily hustle-bustle of Mumbai life.. This was one of my favourite timepass, since my childhood days. Reading newspaper, the actual paper news and spending all the time in the world with a cup of chai..
Re-living that after such a long time felt so good… So the start was good. For some reason, in Mangalore I don’t get to do this, either I’m too occupied or too lazy..
The next couple of days was no different than this. Festival time in Tam-Brahm family means, no eating out, no onions, no garlics, blah blah.. My MIL got me out for some shopping and suddenly she asked, “You will have pani-puri? I know a place here where its really good” I asked her to join me, but she said no because she wanted to follow the festivities, but she was anyway okay with me NOT following the festivities.. I relished the roadside pani-puri… And more relished her outwardness for me..
2 days spent with them, I came home, my home with my mom-dad and sis.. The most important thing I did here was slept like crazy in the morning till about 11am. Sleep in the morning, is the most precious thing in my life, which I can probably never give up. My mom would have otherwise made so much noise and I would have woken up earlier with no much options.. But this time she dint seem to mind, and didn’t even bother to wake me up! My dad was all himself.. just hugged and kissed me his affection.. and that's about it..
Again here, I was doing all the morning routines that I used to do when I was a Mumbaikar.. Got some extra and leisure time to gossip with my sis and tell my mom about the happenings in my life. Went to a friend's wedding and was happy to meet some people whom I haven't seen for years.. And everyone was other way happy as well to meet me and enquire about all my happenings in life..
I even got the leisure to write this out in the middle of my vacation. Usually, time simply flies when I goto Mumbai.. This time coming home was total leisure, to do only the things that I wanted to do.. I got all the attention to myself from everyone as opposed to the shared attention when my hubby also used to accompany me..
Going to back an old life.. that's full of memories and nostalgia gives immense pleasure.. And thankfully, when I came back to work, I had some senses back in me.. and dint bother to bother my manager.. But instead had thought of better ways to tackle.. (Feeling Devilish)..
Since, I stay away from home, I had planned to go "home", but wasn’t sure if my manager was going to approve my leaves in the middle of the ever-busy, never-ending tight schedule. However, just before a day I was supposed to leave, my appraisal happened, and the outcome was clear. I was more determined to get away from work.
Finally, I went home.. First time, in almost 3 years, I came alone to “his” place to be with my mom-dad in-laws. He had spoken to me when I was travelling and told me, be comfortable, do as you wish, my mom dad are cool. I realized only then, things can be different when I am “alone” with them.
So it was different, but not as I had expected.. Both my mom-dad inlaw dropped into the station right in the morning and waited almost 90 minutes till the train arrived, only to pick me up!
Then went home, I had all the privileges of choosing the menu for lunch, dinner etc etc.. My MIL made sure I ate, every half an hour atleast… I idled away my time, gazing outside the balcony at some bare greenery around, watching all the people running away for office (read to catch train!) and the daily hustle-bustle of Mumbai life.. This was one of my favourite timepass, since my childhood days. Reading newspaper, the actual paper news and spending all the time in the world with a cup of chai..
Re-living that after such a long time felt so good… So the start was good. For some reason, in Mangalore I don’t get to do this, either I’m too occupied or too lazy..
The next couple of days was no different than this. Festival time in Tam-Brahm family means, no eating out, no onions, no garlics, blah blah.. My MIL got me out for some shopping and suddenly she asked, “You will have pani-puri? I know a place here where its really good” I asked her to join me, but she said no because she wanted to follow the festivities, but she was anyway okay with me NOT following the festivities.. I relished the roadside pani-puri… And more relished her outwardness for me..
2 days spent with them, I came home, my home with my mom-dad and sis.. The most important thing I did here was slept like crazy in the morning till about 11am. Sleep in the morning, is the most precious thing in my life, which I can probably never give up. My mom would have otherwise made so much noise and I would have woken up earlier with no much options.. But this time she dint seem to mind, and didn’t even bother to wake me up! My dad was all himself.. just hugged and kissed me his affection.. and that's about it..
Again here, I was doing all the morning routines that I used to do when I was a Mumbaikar.. Got some extra and leisure time to gossip with my sis and tell my mom about the happenings in my life. Went to a friend's wedding and was happy to meet some people whom I haven't seen for years.. And everyone was other way happy as well to meet me and enquire about all my happenings in life..
I even got the leisure to write this out in the middle of my vacation. Usually, time simply flies when I goto Mumbai.. This time coming home was total leisure, to do only the things that I wanted to do.. I got all the attention to myself from everyone as opposed to the shared attention when my hubby also used to accompany me..
Going to back an old life.. that's full of memories and nostalgia gives immense pleasure.. And thankfully, when I came back to work, I had some senses back in me.. and dint bother to bother my manager.. But instead had thought of better ways to tackle.. (Feeling Devilish)..