Tuesday 26th Sep 06
Deepa and the kids have left for Ludhiana today.
It’s the first time in almost 3 years that I will be all by my lonesome self.
Infact at first it was difficult to re-call what it felt like even during my bachelor days, to be living alone.
Such is the all pervasiveness of wedlock and child-rearing.
My observations on the experience of so far :
v I could play music at the volume I wanted, anytime of the day or night.
v I could listen to that music with the door of the loo wide open while I took a shower or whatever.
v Walking naked round the house is my next best luxury [ to the horror of Mrs Kamala Reddy in the neighbouring building ]
v I see stuff lying around the house and briefly wonder how it got there, and then I remember that I myself kept it there a few hours ago.
v I can see the whole house gradually morph into this messy and unkempt look, with stuff lying around, plates, glasses, crumbs, furniture moved around etc. In fact I had half an idea to photograph it day-wise to record how it [d]evolves.
v Finding some of my stuff in the original place I left them is nice, such as my slippers, which usually seem to travel around the house and under furniture.
v Reading till late in the night, and waking up without the crazy rush to go to school with Alisha [ bathe, dress, pack tiffin, do homework, feed breakfast, and drive to school ]
v With the exception of a couple of phone calls during the evenings, I’m silent and reflective with my own thoughts for company.
v I’ve watched more TV in the last 2 days than I have in the last 2 years. And that’s a fact. Speaking of which by the way, I just got a TATA SKY subscription last week, and had a satellite dish installed on my rooftop. The reception and audio quality is fantastic, and the features are lovely. I would highly recommend it to anyone.
Deepa and the kids have left for Ludhiana today.
It’s the first time in almost 3 years that I will be all by my lonesome self.
Infact at first it was difficult to re-call what it felt like even during my bachelor days, to be living alone.
Such is the all pervasiveness of wedlock and child-rearing.
My observations on the experience of so far :
v I could play music at the volume I wanted, anytime of the day or night.
v I could listen to that music with the door of the loo wide open while I took a shower or whatever.
v Walking naked round the house is my next best luxury [ to the horror of Mrs Kamala Reddy in the neighbouring building ]
v I see stuff lying around the house and briefly wonder how it got there, and then I remember that I myself kept it there a few hours ago.
v I can see the whole house gradually morph into this messy and unkempt look, with stuff lying around, plates, glasses, crumbs, furniture moved around etc. In fact I had half an idea to photograph it day-wise to record how it [d]evolves.
v Finding some of my stuff in the original place I left them is nice, such as my slippers, which usually seem to travel around the house and under furniture.
v Reading till late in the night, and waking up without the crazy rush to go to school with Alisha [ bathe, dress, pack tiffin, do homework, feed breakfast, and drive to school ]
v With the exception of a couple of phone calls during the evenings, I’m silent and reflective with my own thoughts for company.
v I’ve watched more TV in the last 2 days than I have in the last 2 years. And that’s a fact. Speaking of which by the way, I just got a TATA SKY subscription last week, and had a satellite dish installed on my rooftop. The reception and audio quality is fantastic, and the features are lovely. I would highly recommend it to anyone.
