I landed in Mumbai earlier this week. The city had calmed down with the occasional drizzle but as expected, everyone in the city was energized and got on with their life.
Everyone was really happy to come back to the workplace.Since most of everyone had opted to work from home during the hell week, there was a weird, childish energy that buzzed through the air when we all met. Like how you feel when you go back to school on the first day after holidays and you meet your friends, it was that. It was exactly that.
Speaking of holidays, Diwali is right around the corner and I am excited. All of my friends who live away from home are dying to go back and eat some of ‘mummy’s rajma chawal ya’.
But for me? I have another plan.
I figured I was doing good on my own for someone who has never lived by herself in her life, I have a good job, a decent social life, great friends, a dumb crush on a very handsome fellow (I had to!) and I have a cozy, good looking house.
So this time around, I thought instead of going home to my parents, I should invite them over for Diwali and show them what a grown up girl I was being. (And also, to show off a little.)I thought it was a great idea, I could show them around the city, take them out to dinner or try to cook for them. Try being the operational word here. And I can do all this from my savings kitty – which is also going to impress them and show them I am no longer a kid. Oh man, is this a great idea or what?
I thought it was a great idea, I could show them around the city, take them out to dinner or try to cook for them. Try being the operational word here. And I can do all this from my savings kitty – which is also going to impress them and show them I am no longer a kid. Oh man, is this a great idea or what?
I think so. And so do my parents.
Dad was a little hesitant first, he didn’t want me to go through any trouble. Typical dad but mom was more than excited to see how I was doing and she convinced dad – or sort of just told him that she was going to visit me irrespective of whether he joined her or not and I think that did the job.
So, my parents are going to be here by the end of this week and stay until the Diwali weekend and I cannot contain my excitement. I can’t wait to see them, to hug them and to just be with them.
But first things first, need to get my house parents ready. Clean my house from top to bottom, do my laundry and organize my wardrobe. And as for their sleeping arrangements, I was going to Furlenco for help again. I scheduled for a swap of my bed for a nice queen bed and that was that. Everything was taken care of.
I am giddy with excitement and my parents aren’t here for another week. It’s going to be a great Diwali this year.
Signing off because I need to start cleaning.
Till next week,