My Excuse for not posting

This Monday, I had a stroke out of the clear blue. Some "regular" readers (whose identities I would like to protect) scrapped me asking why I hadn't uploaded my latest "post" on this blog of mine. The blood ran to my head and beyond and I decided then and there, whatever work I have on a 'Sunday morning', I will make time to satisfy my audience (if I can exxagerate to that level, what's this...., I can say whatever I want here.... I will exxagerate).

So my reason for not posting last weekend is as follows.

The apartment I live in can henceforth be called "Little India". New room-mates (3) have moved in and are all settling down quite happily.Each one is from a different state and there is always a medley of languages and dialects of Hindi going on in the background. The apartment is so full, we have to, absolutely have to empty the mail box and the trash bins daily. Cooking is going on in 'Ghadothghajan' quantities. But besides all this, there is so much more to do, much more to share,

Mouth watering recipes
Stories and experiences in the "work place" (if they have worked)
Favorite episodes of Friends
Mp3 songs we might not possess
"Sambhar masala"

and

LOADS OF FUN

I am kinda lucky to have got very good room-mates actually.

Changing the subject, today was one of my best days (considering the weather and my mood) in Tucson. The morning looked very bleak and no sun was even peeping out of the cloud cover. I got ready for work and looked out. The sky had turned shades to black. The voice in my head (who i call "Miss BE-WARE") told me, BEWARE!!!! U r not the lucky kind. If u go out without a raincoat, it is absolutely certain that it will rain heavens, cats, dogs and more...

To silence her and make the day brighter (what a gr8 responsibility to place on my small shoulders??), feeling like Atlas, I took out the green raincoat cum wind cheater that my mom had lovingly packed for me when I started for videsh (The idea of sending me with a raincoat to TUCSON was to BE SAFE. My mom is the slightly compassionate living version of Miss BE-WARE.), dusted it a bit... and wore it. An Indian who walked by me on the way to my cycle smiled. It was not even raining. I smiled back saying IT WILL START RAINING ANYTIME NOW.

And no sooner had I got on my bike that the heavens opened up and poured (I timed it exactly 05 minutes and 10 seconds only..... no more, no less). Nice Bicycle ride with rain pouring all around me. I was happy under the hood of MY MOM'S LOVE. Felt like an angel on a passing cloud (again blogger license) with a back pack instead of the traditional harp. Patting myself and Miss BE-WARE on the back for taking such an intelligent decision, I skipped all the way to my lab.

No wonder, the day got brighter and I got happier by the minute.

Miss BE-WARE says sayonara. Turn up the volume of ur inner voice.

Until next weekend,

Arcindya