The last Weekend Coffee Share I put was in May. May. I haven’t been all that busy but the thing is that, I don’t realize the importance of time when I’m this free. I just loiter away time doing mindless things like play Super Mario or Solitaire, when I could study the present course (Gender and Sexuality), study Indian Polity or even Japanese. But nooo.
Instead, I wake up at 10, eat breakfast, sit and do nothing till 2, when I have to have lunch and leave for class at 4 in Rajajinagar. The only good thing about Rajajinagar is how I’ve discovered this fabulous place which sells flavoured tea. I’ve had two so far, Mango and chocolate, and there are so many more types! After I have had all of them, I plan on writing an elaborate post. Hopefully, next weekend will be it.
I come home at around 7 in the evening. I finish my work for the day (newspaper notes and whatnot) and then after dinner, I watch something. My ongoing K-drama currently is She Was Pretty, recommended to me by the lovely Parvathi (who is currently in another city from me and having a good college life) and I only have 5 more episodes to finish. I’m freaking loving it.
Then the cycle starts all over again.
Yesterday was Ganesha Chaturthi, and it was quite low-key for us this year, because not too many people came to visit our house.
The tradition is that we keep an idol of Ganesha, preferably made from clay, and we perform a puja for it. at the end of the day, or end of three days, or however long you want to keep it, we submerge it in a body of water. The story is that Ganesha goes back home to his mother after you’ve had him in your house as a guest.
And this year, there have been so many new types of Ganesha, in the name of creating awareness and lake clean up, including a charcoal Ganesha and seed-ball Ganesha. Pappa was skeptical about them, so went with our good old fashioned, clay Ganesha, with no paint. We’d been buying from this called Raghu for years now, and each year, the idols are as beautiful as ever.
I have no idea what I did for the past few months, especially June and July. I had something to do starting August, but otherwise, nothing. I had decided to make postcards for the Bookstagram community, but I’m failing miserably to do so. I did make a few cards, however, for the Postcrossing Society of India, and they’ve loved it. I met with some of them last Saturday, and I had fun! There are loads of opportunities for printing my designs. I don’t think I can print them, at any rate, but let’s see. I’m open to options.
Let’s see, what else?
I had met up with a few friends on my friend Salka’s birthday. And after that, on Independence day, Smriti left for Wageningen, the Netherlands, for her higher studies. Prince sent me a postcard with a cryptogram message, which I have to crack now, for which I have less than 0% ability. Let’s see. He sent me an easy one, apparently, so I shall try it soon.
The only good thing to come out of August was my weekly planning layouts. I started with a theme and developed on it. August was all grey and black, because of the monsoons. It has rained almost every night for the past two weeks. I also started a Daily Writing Planner, where I write everyday, 500 words. It went great for a few days, and I stuck to the routine, but then it fell away unceremoniously.
My best friend from school has started her masters after securing 1st rank in her final year!! I’m going to see her so much lesser. And Sam is also starting her masters in Conservation Future from September 4th. They are all growing up and I’m still here. Hopefully not for long.
August, September, and October call for a lot of festivals, so Akka has been home a lot. I’m happy that she is because I’ve missed her. On the 22nd of August, it was Howie D’s (of the Backstreet Boys) birthday, and usually, VH1 hosts a show playing all the music videos of the band. They do this for most singer/band member’s birthday, and this time, I’m glad I saw it early. I watched it with Amma, who, well, kept making fun of the videos, but I sang it out loud all alone. It was quite sad, because my sister is my singing partner, especially when it comes to the Backstreet Boys. God knows how it’ll be when I move away to study or when she gets married. She doesn’t want me to go, but I need to. For me.
I was also trying to make her jealous. She was stuck in her office, bored out of her head, and I sat all by myself and sang the Backstreet Boys’ songs.
My Japanese learning is going quite badly. I had been too distracted to study for a while, and I’m trying to get back on track. It’s not very hard, but I need proper dedication for it. Which I lack, at the moment.
Before this “break” started, I had so many plans, and I haven’t followed a single one of them. And I sort of like where this year is going. Also sort of not. I’m just becoming a lazier bug, and nobody can help that but me.
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