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Thursday, May 19th, 2005

Whew… all’s well with my world again – Kanaga my maid is back :)! She didn’t turn up for two days and due to a ‘communication gap’ I thought she wasn’t coming back ever. It was like the rug had been pulled from under me! You see, advice she was not just my maid but my cook as well. I didn’t mind that the house was not swept and swabbed; I could handle the dirty dishes; my washing machine took care of our clothes. But the cooking {shudder, visit this site shudder}…

Sunday I was rudely yanked into the kitchen and reminded of how much I disliked the job of getting the dishes on the table. I’m an okay cook (thanks for pretending, tadalafil Navin) but I take too much time. I like to play with water (again, thanks Navin). It’s like every other minute I’m washing the vessels, washing my hands, wiping my hands, wiping the ledge, putting used vessels in the sink and filling them with water, and placing the washed ones back on the shelf! In the process, of course the cooking suffers. Anyway, I love Konkani food and can churn it out decently. Only thing is I need advance notice! But I bravely managed to cook lunch but for dinner we escaped and ate out.

In the evening we visited Mr. Srinivasan to discuss his book – all of us are happy with the way it’s turning out. It should be launched by mid-June. Just as I was about to ask M & D about their dinner plan, M herself called me. After agreeing to do dinner together, she asked me whether we can meet up at Shoppers’ Stop. I shrieked with delight – I was yearning to use the gift voucher that India Resort Survey had sent me for (warning, bragging ahead!) winning the “Reviewer of the Month” last month for our comments on Club Mahindra’s Goa resort (you need to a log-in to go to the reviews).

Bought myself a cute Scullers top while M splurged on a top and a skirt/matching top. The boys didn’t “get” anything! We ate at the Red E Food Court opposite. Loved the Buttered cauliflower starter but struggled with my Corn-and-spinach steak, finally washing it down with an Orange magic mocktail!

Monday, I dreaded waking up to another day of drudgery in the kitchen. But I was so mad at Kanaga that I promised myself that I could, and would, pack lunch for Navin. I had soaked some rajma overnight, so made chapattis with rajma curry for his lunch. (That gave me a great sense of achievement and I almost saw myself cooking regularly again – but no, I didn’t want such foolish notions.) For breakfast, had dosas and chutney. After Navin left for work, I washed the dishes for about 2 hours. Then I decided I needed a makeshift maid and spoke to Jaya, another maid in our complex, who was nice enough to say okay, but could only work from Tuesday (no cooking, only the ‘top work’). This was all in the belief that Kanaga had turned traitor!!! Half my work day was gone, so I decided to take it easy. I deserved the break, didn’t I, what with the physical and mental hell I was going through? Just switched on the a/c and slept, but woke up feeling depressed and sullen. For dinner, we had instant noodles.

Tuesday, my prayers were answered when I heard the doorbell at 6.45 a.m. Kanaga walked in as if everything was normal. I ranted for about 10 minutes till I realised that she had had no intentions of quitting. She had been unwell and couldn’t send me word. Peace!

But I had to take a 3-day break from blogging to recover from the slogging (I swear that was unintended!).

The week(end) that was…

Monday, May 9th, 2005

Navin was out of town from Tuesday to Saturday last, endocrinologist on “official duty.” I enjoyed the time with myself. I think 4 or 5 days is just about okay, viagra but being alone for more than that would probably make me go crazy. Also, we were in touch everyday, updating each other on what was happening at either end. At Bangalore, due to a cancelled meeting, he found the time to have dinner with R & P one day. I missed being there with them – I had even contemplated going to B’lore for a day, but we dismissed it as too wild a plan, even for us!! R & P are moving to a new house mid-May, and they have given us an open invite to come any weekend, so that’s something we plan to do soon.

In the meantime, here I had some meetings and discussions of my own. I’m quite keyed up about it, it’s all hush-hush. I’ll write about it if anything works out.

Suresh landed on Saturday morning from Salem for a wedding reception. With Navin out of the picture, where he and Suresh would otherwise discuss/exchange techno secrets, Suresh and I had a long chat about more personal stuff. Looks like he’s in a checkmate situation – I really hope it will be resolved happily for him somehow, say with the help of some deus ex machina.

We watched Swordfish last night. Just 3 words – “didn’t like it.” Ok story, but v. average direction. Hugh Jackman is so handsome, but so wasted in his role. Don’t have the enthu to say anything more.

Coimbatore trip

Thursday, May 5th, 2005

Here’s the Coimbatore diary:

Apr 28: Nilagiri Express reached around noon (the correct time would be 6 a.m). Without a book or a mag, pancreatitis I was bored out of my wits rather than exhausted. After a simple Konkani lunch of rice, pharm thoy (thoor dal tadka) and thendla ukkari (kovakkai poriyal), I slept the hot afternoon away.

In the evening, my parents and I reached the reception hall just as the baraat arrived. Even though Hindi movies have done baraat scenes to death, it was all very new for us – the groom on the horse with a veil covering his face, the band, the dancing, currency notes waved around the groom and the dancers and then given to the band musicians. Dhana stood out from her relatives as usual – while most of the women from the immediate family were dressed in chiffon sarees, glittering sequins and sleevess blouses, many with coloured hair, there she was in a silk saree, bindi and her long hair plaited. Though her 4-year-old daughter Kriti tagged along with her wide-eyed at all the excitement, Bala had to manage 1-year-old Srivar.

It took about an hour for the party to move inside but even then Montu sat with his face covered and a sheathed sword in his hand till the bride arrived. The bride was pretty in a very traditional way, and she and Montu looked good together. The impatient guests, not used to waiting so long to wish the couple and get to the food, rushed up on the stage before even the photographers got ready to click away! I met KP’s mom, Rajsundari’s parents, Sudha (who lives in Chennai now, very close to our place in fact), and said hello to Dhana’s assorted relatives.

Dhana and I were happy to see each other, but we couldn’t find time to talk much. But I did manage a 40-min phone conversation with her before leaving CBE. Ours is a 17-year-old friendship – we practically grew up together – can’t find any other words to describe it.

Apr 29: Spent the entire day at home doing nothing. Talked to Sabby and Subha. Went for a walk with my parents in the evening. Got some pics of the cats. There are only 5 of them now, whereas the number used to be nearer 8 some years back.


Apr 30: Navin arrived early in the morning. We reached his place after lunch. Went out in the evening and did some shopping. Navin’s mom gave me the Khadi silk saree she has been talking about – it is a plain green saree with a lovely threadwork border and “Ramayanam” pallu. Will have to find an occasion to wear it soon!

May 1: Got up pretty late. After lunch and siesta, it was time for shopping again. I was curious to see the popular Kalyan Sarees and my m-in-law was only too happy to oblige! Bought some pretty bedspreads/pillow covers and towels. Dinner was at one of CBE’s most happening places, “Pure and Natural,” in the Nehru Stadium complex, where you get only vegetable and fruit salads/meals, plus fresh fruit juices and milkshakes. The menu was extensive and quite interesting. As I hate raw vegetables, my choice was fruit – a “Date and Raisin” something – fruits with dates and raisins, mixed with cream. It was yummy and filling. But I managed a “Chilli Gobi” at my in-laws’ favourite roadside fast-food joint, and then some ice cream fizz at “Boomerang,” where it all began for Navin and me one August evening in 1999! Corny as that sounds, that’s the truth!

A long Saturday…

Monday, April 25th, 2005

What did i do on Friday… hmm… nothing to report. Saturday was tiring – we were supposed to join Prasad to watch a few 100-year-old movies as part of a film festival at Sathyam. Then we were to go with him to British Council’s Culture Cafe meet. Navin couldn’t get up [that reminds me… Friday night he indulged in a little too much revelry with Deepu & Ashwin] early enough and we made it straight to BC.

According to the organisers, symptoms “The British Council Writers’ Circle is an eclectic collection of individual writers who get together to not only hone their craft, sick but also, disease enable each other with shared learnings and create an interest in books in the community. ”

While I enjoyed the intellectual stimulation of discussing the art and craft, I couldn’t imagine sharing/exposing/ discussing my writing (not that I’m much of a writer) so intimately with others. Also, getting feedback is one thing, but getting ideas from others doesn’t seem very creative to me! I could never interfere with a writer’s creative flow – both as an editor and as an individual. Collaborative writing seems exciting – it fulfills the need to share and communicate and explain/ justify one’s motives in writing what one has, with people who hopefully will understand, which few writers get to do – it also I guess makes the process of writing less lonely – but it remains a fad only. A writer finally has to stand on his own merit. But since I haven’t taken part in it, I don’t know how it works! It works for some people, I guess.

After lunch at Saravana Bhavan with Prasad (where we discussed our mutual interest in publishing, restaurants & coffee), Navin and I camped in Mylapore, around the tailor’s place, where my blouse was due to be ready at 7 p.m. We bought a few knick-knacks at Mrignayanee (the MP handicrafts emporium) and three kora-paais. Navin eyes then lit up at the sight of a ‘Sale’ banner at Toys Kemp – what’s it with men and toys? Sigh… anyway, I thought I’ll use the time and go and look up friends (Chandroo’s getting married on Tuesday) at The place seemed unoccupied, but mama saw me and invited me up to their place. Mama and mami, tenants of the small barsati-like portion of the building, used to provide us excellent filter coffee when I worked at Sulekha. They were warm and welcoming as always, and I got another of that refreshing tumbler of coffee. Chatted with their daughter Kalpana for 10 mins and went down to find Navin had picked up some icky-looking lizards, insects and a really disgusting intestines model!! I’m refusing to touch them.

Called Priya, who said why don’t we finish off some wedding shopping for her? So we met up with her mom and her at Spencer’s. Navin was despatched to Landmark while we indulged in shopping at Estelle, Westside and Pantaloons. Back to Mylapore for the blouse. Then the eternal dilemma: where do we have dinner? I was really exhausted with all the walking around (not the shopping around) and Navin decided to treat me at the new Traders Hotel. The building and the interiors were lovely, but… the prices and the service at the ‘Indiana’ restaurant sucked! Let me allow Navin to write about it 🙂 And about why we bought the kora-paai.

Good dinner outing

Thursday, April 21st, 2005

Y’day plans suddenly changed and we went to M & D’s for dinner. We wanted to meet Dilip’s parents, this site who have come down from Tirunelveli, order and Eli (N and M’s ex-colleague) who’s come down from Bangalore. Chris and Deepa who were supposed to join us couldn’t make it. We met at M & D’s house, chatted till D arrived from work, and then went nearby to Kwality on Montieth Road for dinner.

D’s parents were great fun – we heard lots of stories of M & D’s wedding, there were lots of jokes and teasing. Contrary to apprehensions, they were cool…

Eli has put on some weight and looked as natty as always. She works in a BPO and it was interesting to hear what she did and her whole nightly schedule! She still doesn’t eat much – but she has a newfound interest in fruits!