there could be nothing as drudging as cleaning up and doing the dishes at the end of a long hard day. and nothing as comforting as the smug certainty that you are going to wake up to a clean fresh kitchen in the morning.

it is one thing to stay indoors and watch the rhythmic pitter-patter of the rain. to step outside and get soaked to your skin, is another. the experience of going for a live concert, was something like that.

i have been feeling mischievious all day 😉 because i’m giving praveen a no-occasion surprise this evening. hee, it feels so good to be independant again 🙂

for some reason, our kind neighbour’s cat seems to be potty-trained to relieve himself in our garden every morning!! GRRRR………

this is getting even more difficult than i had imagined it to be.

i’m happy to have my own space.
i’m happy i now have a job.
i’m happy i got seen on guardian uk.
i’m happy i got seen on rediff. thanks to anita 🙂
i’m happy i might soon get seen on ….. (shhh, i’m not revealing yet 😉

but i’m certainly not happy i’m not able to devote quality time to entelechy.

i have never put them on paper (or any web site, if you like), but i’m aware of the standards i have set for my journal. one of them includes a sincere attempt to not-regress into rambling…like i used to many (journal) entries ago.

i am going to set that rule aside. just for today, just like that.

my employer actually let me leave early today, just because “it’s been over two weeks and i just have to update my journal!” thanks mishti 🙂 hmm, now, where was i …?

the worst part about making amla achaar is the part where you watch and wait for it to mature.

one who loves to write a journal cannot afford to have a 90-minute travel-time to work 😐