Doughnut December

Dear Hubby,

The very first day saw us cancel our scheduled trip to Tirupati due to an unscheduled event. We welcomed another member to our family on the first day of this month. I must admit, I have held 3 or 4 day old babies, but never had I held a 4 hour old baby. Imagine how delirious I must have been when the bright red lips parted to give me a tiny smile. Sometimes, certain circumstances change the course of our actions completely 🙂

Immediately after we returned, you fell sick, too sick. Your fever never came down even after 2 days and that is when I was thinking of cancelling my tickets, since all the ladies of the family were tending to the newborn faraway. Thankfully, just before the night I was supposed to depart your fever came down and even your voice was back to normal. I actually attribute to the fact that seeing the wife go away for a week would make any ill man all right.

As I had felt last June, this time too, when I returned, I felt you looked different. I think after 10 hours I felt you are a person whom I have been living since almost two years. Thank you for such a lovely dinner, I was ravenously hungry and so I finished your bowl of rice too. Pity you had to wait for a bit long after you made the second order.

The last week of December is always special, this year it was all the more special since my brother visited me for the first time. Your sister and niece followed soon after and every day was spent deciding what to do, what to eat and of course, where to go.

Neither you nor I had any inclination to go out somewhere to party, so unlike last year. It was fun calling up all our relatives when the clock struck 12, shouting to let ourselves get heard over the din which was clearly audible on the phone.

We had a good December. Wish India had a good December too 😐

Love,
Wife

Avocado August

Dear Hubby,

We finally made the trip to Shirdi after postponing it so many times. I had never travelled with so many people before, that too in a train,  so it was a new experience for me – coordinating the ticket reservations, cab bookings, cooking and packing and hotel bookings. 19 people vacationing together is bound to have its moments of happiness and problems. I was happy we made a bit more than the money we invested in Tambola. After having loss in two games in a row, I was not in a mood to play again. But then I found your excuse hilarious. “Sit on the lower berth, it was lucky for him, he won 500, it should be lucky for you too.” Just to prove you wrong, I played again, and to my surprise, I won enough money to recover our losses. Must say, that seat was lucky 😀

In the middle of a planned vacation, the impromptu short trips to other tourist places proves to be more exciting. In less than an hour, all of us were ready to travel to almost 100km by bus. Thanks to your cousin, we got a good rate, else am sure someone would have swindled us. The Ellora caves were so mesmerizing, I wish it was our primary reason for our vacation. Certainly 2 hours is not enough. Hope we wish to visit them again later. And if we do visit Ellora, we should also plan for Mahabaleshwar, I have heard enough about the varieties of berries it has to offer.

I think we are not cut out for a peaceful journey every time we step out of for a vacation. The arduous journey of reaching some remote junction to catch our connecting train back, the lack of time to even rest for a while in the middle and the insane amount of running due to wrong platform announcement at the railway station made me swear that we are not stepping out again before we have each and every ticket of the travelling party confirmed. This is what happens if we follow the belief that the tickets will get confirmed at the last-minute.

We did not get the expected amount of rains here and that depressed you because we had installed the rain water harvesting system in the anticipation that we would get to use clean, natural water. From the day we had the installation set up, we had the tank filled up to a maximum of 5 times only. Hope we have rains in abundance the next monsoon.

Just when we were recovering from a tiring journey came the news about your uncle’s deteriorating health. Again the madness started. Of running to and fro. The last 3 days of August were very, very hard and trying. From the day he was admitted till the day he breathed his last in the first week of September, we made four 350km round trips. Both of us used to get so exhausted and drained out.

This month was rough as well as soft. Certainly like an avocado.



Love,

Wife

Jane July

Dear Hubby,

I would easily forget July had it not been for the last couple of days. This month was so, so, so boring. Mainly due to your work. Having your nose buried inside the laptop even during the weekends made me get inclined to the television more. But the kind of shows on the idiot box left me even more bored. Many a times I had a thought to write to your manager, asking him to go through some articles mentioning about work life balance. When you said that your manager is even worse than you, I shooed away those thoughts.

I wish I had got more social with our neighbours. I hardly know anybody apart from two or three people. Then again, I cannot find anyone in my age group. The one thing which irritates the hell out of me is after asking you for checking something online an hour ago, you giving the laptop to me when it has just 3 or 5 percent charge. And at the precise point when Google baba will show me something, the power will go phut. I cannot even use the laptop to listen to some songs because of its near death. 😡

What I would cherish and treasure is our trip to Coorg towards the end of the month. I did not have any idea that you had planned for this vacation, since it is so non-typical of you to plan for something. You are the one of the most impulsive vacationers I have ever seen. So it was a huge surprise for me when you asked me to pack my bags all of a sudden one fine night. And what a beauty Coorg was – in the monsoon. Bliss, sheer bliss. Thank you so much for the wonderful much-needed vacation.

Love,
Wife