(May 10, 3:17pm)

Okay, about my limping..

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It was a violent windstorm last Saturday...hitting the apartment walls from across the Gangetic plains..in tumults, and recoiling...nothing could be heard but the rustling of leaves..and it was dark and eerie suddenly..

Then somebody bangs my doors, crying aloud for help...

"S****** Aunty?"

But before I could make out anything, she literally drags me...to her house downstairs.. where the older son waited in despair..and frenzied..

Aiman had not been opening the door..for half an hour..and the ladies there seemed to silently approve the mother's foreboding..which concluded he was dead..

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Somebody made a clucking sound..another comforted her.. yet another called out at the guards..but the lift wasnt functioning...the generator neither..the guards were all missing..

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And then she shoots breathlessly.."break it" "break it" "break it"..

And break what..a double wooded designer door with centralised locking..and with just Samar to help...four years my junior..

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And then you see im mostly the reader type, rather than the rambo type...and i havent ever been to gyms either...or done weights..

but a mother's caprice wouldnt realise that..and so there people, there it went...relentless kicking..the two of us..then full body throws...with the zest of athletes...kicking again..harder...and faster....

And then..

finally,

there it broke..

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She hadnt even allowed me to put on slippers.. but anything for them..she's just as supportive too...

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But im still limping..it was a double wooded designer one you see..and with centralised locking..and i havent been to gym either..

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Couldnt make it to the salon yesterday..have fixed an appointment again..later id be dressing my hair in Delhi..in the Laxmi Nagar mall..the stylist there is really good..

I want to change the pattern now...shortly before ACJ i had chopped it all..my hairs..but i guess im bored with the crew cut..i want sth different now...

Lets see..

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Before that i'll get the scrub and bleach done..i dont want the anxiety lines showing..and then i had been hardly caring about my looks for long..

I guess i looked my worst in *angalore..

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