Home Alone...
Its 8.10PM on Sunday and I have exactly 50 mins to complete this blog before this website goes down for maintenance for 2 hours. I am watching TV, as I have been since morning, while writing this blog. "Seven" on TBS and "Hey Ram" on Sony. My beloved will be home in less than 3 hours and I am looking forward to it. She is returning from a visit to her friend's place about 2000 miles away. I have been home alone for the past 3 days.
As I was returning to work after seeing her off at the airport on Thursday, I was jokingly playing Janakaraj's dialogue from "Agni Natchathiram" where he would rejoice saying "En Pondaatti Oorukku Poyittaa!!!"(My wife had gone out of town), in my head. I was actually looking forward to experience the weekend, all to myself. This is the first time I am alone at home when my beloved is not. It usually is the other way round. She may have been thinking, "let this guy experience this once to know what I am going through every time.. " and I was going to do exactly the same.
Friday evening was very busy and so I had no time to miss her.. (I hope this line magically disappears when she reads this blog). Come Saturday morning, I was looking at an empty house. My weekend mornings usually starts around 6.30 but this time, I did not get up until about 10AM. Maybe because I was not really looking forward to come down to an empty house. Thats when the missing started. I was trying to keep myself busy with some computer stuff and I did catch up on a lot of it on Saturday. I was already missing her nagging as I was sitting in front of my computer for an hour straight. I could not remember the last time I did that. It was quite refreshing indeed. I felt a lot more energetic after I completed the work and was very fresh. I also caught up on all my recorded TV shows Saturday evening.
Sunday was a pure R&R day. Did nothing except to read the newspaper, eat lunch and watch TV. Again, missed her while reading my paper, watching TV and of course while eating lunch. I decided to cook her a good but simple dinner and I spent an hour on that. I think it came out well. I started to watch TV again and I am still doing it as I am typing this.
I wanted to go to the airport to meet her as she walks out of the security, hug her and tell her how much I missed her. I can see a smug smile on my brother's face as he reads this since he always complains I never meet him at the gate. I am going to make up to that one of these days for sure. I just felt like writing this blog out of the blue and I am not going to proof-read this as I always do with the other ones. So until the next one, So long....
As I was returning to work after seeing her off at the airport on Thursday, I was jokingly playing Janakaraj's dialogue from "Agni Natchathiram" where he would rejoice saying "En Pondaatti Oorukku Poyittaa!!!"(My wife had gone out of town), in my head. I was actually looking forward to experience the weekend, all to myself. This is the first time I am alone at home when my beloved is not. It usually is the other way round. She may have been thinking, "let this guy experience this once to know what I am going through every time.. " and I was going to do exactly the same.
Friday evening was very busy and so I had no time to miss her.. (I hope this line magically disappears when she reads this blog). Come Saturday morning, I was looking at an empty house. My weekend mornings usually starts around 6.30 but this time, I did not get up until about 10AM. Maybe because I was not really looking forward to come down to an empty house. Thats when the missing started. I was trying to keep myself busy with some computer stuff and I did catch up on a lot of it on Saturday. I was already missing her nagging as I was sitting in front of my computer for an hour straight. I could not remember the last time I did that. It was quite refreshing indeed. I felt a lot more energetic after I completed the work and was very fresh. I also caught up on all my recorded TV shows Saturday evening.
Sunday was a pure R&R day. Did nothing except to read the newspaper, eat lunch and watch TV. Again, missed her while reading my paper, watching TV and of course while eating lunch. I decided to cook her a good but simple dinner and I spent an hour on that. I think it came out well. I started to watch TV again and I am still doing it as I am typing this.
I wanted to go to the airport to meet her as she walks out of the security, hug her and tell her how much I missed her. I can see a smug smile on my brother's face as he reads this since he always complains I never meet him at the gate. I am going to make up to that one of these days for sure. I just felt like writing this blog out of the blue and I am not going to proof-read this as I always do with the other ones. So until the next one, So long....
2 Comments:
At Monday, January 23, 2006,
Anonymous said…
>>I can see a smug smile on my brother's face as he reads this since he always complains I never meet him at the gate. I am going to make up to that one of these days for sure.
Dei anna,
Naan varum pothu, nee muthala baggage claimukku nerathukku vaa, apporam gatekku varartha pathi pesalam.
Anbu Thambi.
At Tuesday, January 24, 2006,
Siva Balan said…
Dear Anbu Thambi..
You can find a cab when you are in town next time...
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