What a week!!

It was one busy week. Jam packed with trivial and not so trivial happenings.. There was office and a range of appointments with the dentist, tailor and ophthalmologist.. Like a clumsy juggling artist I missed some of the appointments..

Plus there was this Traditional Day at office. I behaved traditionally, presented myself in a sari to office despite the drizzle and the puddles in the lane near the railway station. On the same day India butchered their neighbors .. Team India thrashed the Pakis!! Traditionally dressed, I danced till my foot got swollen the next day..

I have run out of the stock of Salwar kameej suits.. Hence the visit to the tailor. He still is in a state of shock . He still cant quite get over it. I started going to this tailor when I was in school. Aai used to drag me to him, I used to sulk, droop my shoulders and go with her. He would somehow manage to take measurements, never dare to ask me about my style and patterns and neck styles.. I don’t remember the visit where things changed..and I discussed the patterns , length of the kurtas, neck styles so much so that the tailor thought I had finally found my long lost twin. That meant I was lost now in the Kumb ka mela, and my twin had taken my place..