Why do I open my blog everyday, and then shy away from updating it?
Strange...writing is in blood....why the sudden inhibition, then?

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May be I get too conscious when ppl read my post and laud the effort....May be I'd like them to always pull in the aaccolades.....and perhaps that somehow obstacles the spontaneity...

I think too much.

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Besides, this was one taxing week of house-hunting ....which first left me listless..... and then lugubrious.... at the FAILED outcomes!

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The depression was persistent. The depression was absorbing.
I dint have the 10-months advance, needed to fish a decent lodging...And I won't compromise with my standards either...

So what do I do?
I am born to well-offs.....I must live with dignity...and mumma must, must arrange it!

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"I'd not live in those hostels, sharing my bathroom with 12 ppl.....troubled by mosquitos and tormented with shabby, make-morose ambience," I protested.

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To Mom.
To the Gods.

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And, they answered.
Same evening.

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Amritanshu calls me up and informs, one of his doctor friends need somebody to share his flat immediately...the co-tenant had vacated the place without notice...

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I happily move in.

And guess what....The 2BHK furnished flat, nestled in a nice apartment in nice localitty, with a sprawling mall greeting us ten steps away, charges just INR 3500!

I pay INR 1750....and at another 500, I get a help to do the washing and laundry, and prepare food thrice a day!

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PS: No advance needed; Arvind has been living there five years already...

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And some ppl still want me to "come out of it"
as if, mumma were gone!

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She answered me the same day.
The Gods did too!

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