It’s December already? So it’s winter with a capital W in Bombay. My space bar is broken making typing this out rather tedious and annoying but I’m going to forge ahead while cursing my brains out. Thankfully I woke up at my typically early (I inherited this from my father’s side of the family) habit of 5am. Feels so good. I have been in sort of a Kumbhakarna (was he the dude who slept a lot or ate a lot?) mood lately, just sleeping and sleeping, waking up with a start in the morning, and scrambling around to get the children up and ready for school! (It’s Bakasur who eats a lot!*thank you Wikipedia) Yeah, so Winter, capital W, not so much. People keep showing up to the bus stop in the morning with sweat shirts and shawls. Even my traitorous children wake up in the morning and ask me to turn the fan off, because (and I have to quote here because it’s just too unbelievable not to!) “It’s so cold!” WHAT? Too cold? Too cold? Are you children insane? Are you pod people? Who are you? This isn’t even freaking early Fall weather. I just can’t. I have to say, despite all the feigned outrage, it amuses me to no end that they are “cold” in this weather. What is to become of them when we go to Nagpur in January, where it IS actually cold, where there is a real changing of seasons!
Yeah. So, it’s December and it feels just like a regular month. There is no hum of excitement as there is in the Northeast United States, no nip in the air, no Christmas Carols starting on the radio much too early. No x-mas displays going up well before Thanksgiving is even over! It barely feels like the end of the year,oh that’s right, maybe that’s because the world is going to end before that. The children keep coming homewith new end of the world scenarios. This idiotic hysteria finally seems to have reached the OIS student body. My favorite (I am sure Arjun got this from The Time Machine) is that the world will end because the moon is going to crash into the earth. No reason, it’s just going to spin out of orbit and crash into the earth and that will be the end of all of us! Pretty neat! If it happens, I hope it crashes directly on India at night! It’ll be one hell of a way to go!
It’s high wedding season! Everyone is rushing to marry on 12/12/12 apparently, all the halls are booked around here. In the suburbs (where I live) the hotels have Santas arriving to please the expat population. I’m mulling over taking the kids to the Westin, the same place we went to have turkey and all the trimmings for Thanksgiving for the festivities. But again, I’m not overly enthusiastic about it, unless the kids express an overt interest in it, I’m not going to broach the subject.
I need to get my wardrobe together for my cousin’s wedding early next year. The saris that have been laying around since I got married (worn only once each) need to be worn again so despite my woeful sari wrapping skills, I am on a mission to learn how to wrap those suckers before the last Lakhkar girl weds in January. To that end, I need to get a hold of some nice shimpi to stich some blouses for me…damn I wish I could just plunk down some nice change and get myself somenew pre stitched saris that I could just slip into, tie a nada and be ready to go. Like the navvar I’m debating wearing. Alas…it is not to be.
Last night I had the MOST fabulous dream. Nitin came to me and said, “S babe, go ahead from now on you can buy anything you want.” BEST DREAM EVER! Then I woke up all excited! At 4am. Unfortunately I was so excited I couldn’t go back to sleep. What’s a girl to do? So I tried on my pretty heels, that are wasting away in Bombay, they’re so lonely and bereft, I can’t wear them anywhere, I wore them around the apartment for a bit, made some tea, and then the JVLR started buzzing, and the cars started honking, and the heat started rising, and my day began…
