A list of excuses

I'm not dead, I'm not dead! Pwomise. I've just been in an un-blogging state of mind. FIRST, if you read my Twitter feeds, you'd know I had a cough. The cough turned into a full fledged viral fever, the kind your grandmother used to make, and to make it worse, I took it with me to Delhi, where I went to help celebrate my dad's 60th. AND I took a train and I had the top berth in the end of the compartment which meant I was merrily pressed up right by the air conditioning vent. I spent three of my five days in Delhi being ill, and left Lali with the virus in Bombay and altogether it was all very not nice.

BUT! I have a new phone! Previously I had this clamshell, which lasted me all of a year before it broke so the flap refused to shut so I had to, at various times, wind a bra strap, a hair band and several fraying scrunchies around it so it would shut. Enough is enough, I said to myself many times, and this time round, when my aunt and grandmother gave me some cash (note: am I too old for monetary presents?) and purchased this beautiful piece of machinery. I love it, I love it, I love it. It takes wonderful pictures and it has this thing where I can load music on to it and use it as ring tones. So far I have Nobody Knows, the Grey's Anatomy theme as my general ringtone, Build Me Up, Buttercup for my A-list group of close friends, Mahiya for everyone else I know socially, mostly drinking buddies (I am nothing, if not dhinchaak) and for JC, Anyone Else But You by the Moldy Peaches. My mum requested the belly dancer type tune already on the phone as hers, so that's the ringtone for the Family group. Gotta love technology.

But, speaking of JC, all was rather tumultous recently. We were going through a bit of a rocky phase in our relationship, and that led to many discussions, many tears, many moments of anguish and so on. But, I THINK *fingers crossed* we've worked stuff out now, we've been talking a LOT since I got back two days ago, trying and not letting things slide when they upset us, and I think we've reached this entirely new stage of intimacy which is wonderful and scary. If we ever break up, as we almost did, I'd be crushed, this is also something I learnt recently. Life lessons are HARD, man.

And, yeah, so that's why I've been remiss about updating this blog and that's why you can't be TOO mad at me. It's been quite an odd ten days. I'm loving being back in Bombay though, I don't know why, I missed it more than I had before on previous trips, even though it's raining and annoying and traffic-y, I'm still looking around with love-filled eyes and watching couples hold hands as they wait for an auto at the station, holding an umbrella at right angles so that I can be protected from the slanting rain, chilling at friends houses till two in the morning, I love this city.