Saturday, June 23, 2012

The true thunder

The TV has nothing exciting today.My phone had just one message and a call which I missed or rather not in the mood to return it. It is quiet in the green fields outside and even a rain wont sizzle up things.Folks are taking their noon nap and unaware of their daughter's funny turmoil. 

Turmoil is uncoded as - how quiet it is suddenly for me and how my BFF is having a nice wedding just some kms away.

Rationality is uncoded as -Everybody's life is exciting...its about how you define excitement. 
I know  some of my friends who are  true highflyers but rarely portray it. Whether it is via twitter or FB or pics all over the world's graphitti.

 But then life is like that. Some days you are rational and talk as intelligently as a Wall Street investor and on other days you want to curl up in your comfort shell with a pizza and watch a happy-ending movie. Some days you have your thunder and some days it just drizzles.
It isn't about being sad or anything very negative...just that its been so long since I did all the regular stuff that I miss it. But not for the world will I ever say it is because of my baby. Currently my baby is my thunder! 

 :) Pregnancy teaches you patience. Yes your life is altered and you have to live with it. But it need  not be a sentence... it is truly a serene phase. Its like you are in  Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus  and still find a Scotland castle bang in the middle of it!!  You enter the castle and fairies take care of you. You look out of the window and ordinary people still walk by..but you are in your castle..pampered and plump!


Yes we have our moments...bloody social media pushes us too much some days thats all! ;)

Ok so mom announced it will be biriyani for dinner tonight and my baby gave a few jabs…. That’s my thunder for today J

2 comments:

  1. Good post. I esp liked your Terminus and Castle similies for noisy and serene respectively very nice.

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