For the second time after coming home, I have lost my voice. This time much worse than the first. I can barely even whisper. And I have cough that feeling like my lungs are going to fall out of my mouth. Just the week before I go from home to almost home. And I cannot eat sour things for a week (three days down, woohoo) because of something I chose to do. Something long pending. Something I still am getting used. Something that puts me in the category of Mummy, Bamma, Chinnu and several other female ancestors.
The vacation began with meeting someone I haven't met in ages, but felt as if it was yesterday. Thanks as ever TK. Then of course, another friend visited from Delhi. I always think its wonderful when people travel to spend time with you. It shows a lot about them and means a lot to me
On one hand, I did manage to tick off several things on my to-do list.
-Bombay (Pav bhaji, Home food, The usual take out places, Autos, 'malls', met old school friend and her adorable kid)
-Delhi (Met folks from dept. Caught up with the usual culprits and other friends)
-Lucknow (Miti, a ton of food and earrings)
-BHEL (Antha, fights, meeting new people, shopping, food and talking to Bru2)
-Numaish (Shalu, Mathur, sugar candy, popcorn, bargaining
-Visiting friends' parents(Tai, Pooji)
One the other hand, several things pending
(because of falling sick)
will keep you guys posted.
in the meanwhile, welcome the Summer with open arms.
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