Saturated

It’s a glorious Saturday. I am terribly distracted by the gorgeous music collection I own… it was Cranberries in the morning while I cleaned up and rearranged my room, then it was followed by some obscure numbers that I vaguely do recognise and associate with, even know scraps of lyrics of some but can’t ever place them, then came a flush of RHCP and how its snazzy bollywood numbers! Saturdays are nice when they are so wasted and lazy. On other days I am gallivanting around town for work or pleasure (wink wink!)…hence, today I decided to keep myself within the cream walls of my glorious little L-shaped room and watch a film or two…which for the record wasn’t such a great experience coz I watched Four Weddings and a Funeral and positively hated it – Yes yes the cute boy looks n all sort of redeemed the film – but apart from that…it didn’t catch my attention even one bit. I fail to understand now how come it’s such a "ooooh-u-gotta-watch-it" film. There was nothing exceptional at all. Anyhow, that being over, I treated myself to a delightfully hilarious video of the 4 penguins of Madagascar, at the end of which, even the movie time didn’t seem such a waste.

Apart from all this, I panicked when I saw myself in the mirror and realised that Mumbai will never suit my skin and hence I must be doomed and cursed to eternal ugliness – yet, like all hopeful ladies, I undertook the brave job of mixing some natural honey lemon type things and apply it indulgently on my skin – hoping some semi-miracle comes out of it. I am still caked with it – I am still hopeful.

Also had a talk with my mother, father and brother. That made me happy. Especially after mom wasn’t bickering about my marriage issue so much and especially after I bitched about the ugly photograph of the ugly boy that was proposed to be a prospective groom. Yuck. The good part however in this whole exercise was that my mother happily agreed with me. May god keep making more of such easily reject-able men. Amen.


Then my cell phone bill arrived and literally game me a heart attack – but because it was a detailed itemised bill, I took great pleasure in pouring over it and adding how much I spent on whom on an average in a month. I was shocked how scattered my affections and conversations were – I seem to be part of a long and winding friend chain!

Time spent on the bathroom was beautiful. The thought of scrubbing my feet clean for hours makes my eyes go all wide eyed and sparkly…so such cleanliness exercises were undertaken very successfully.

And now I am alone. Family is out for the weekend to Lonavla. The house is to myself and myself alone – to walk around in negligible clothes and listen to music as loud as I desire. It is indeed a happy Saturday. So lazy. So happy. So indulgent. And so perfect. I am going to watch another film now, and then head for the vegetable store to look for some Aloe Vera for my dying skin – it is indeed a humble cause so I must leave now. It’s a happy Saturday…I am saturated with joy!