I am destiny’s child (or so I would like myself to believe) and impulse is my driving force. Calculated contemplation was never my strong point and thank god for that. Ideally I’d like to be the master of my own time, but in today’s age of plummeting economy and skyrocketing inflation, this seems like the most atrocious wish of a severely pampered child.
Hence, after some deliberation, I’ve developed a convenient middle path for myself. I keep taking a break from economic enterprise (woe falleth on the Economists of the world who consider housework as non-economic activity) once in a while to indulge myself in the freewheeling state of being footloose and fancyfree.
Keeping this tradition alive I’ve decided to call it a day in Bangalore. I know doing so at this point in life is committing professional hara-kiri. But then, I was never given to seeing my life as a balance sheet (cynics can term it as being impractical).
Right now I am quite excited to go back and slip into the new role of a dutiful housewife, cooking lau chingri and kochchu shaak with gusto. But more importantly, I’m looking forward to doing things that I’ve wanted to do for a long time. Who knows, given my predilection for throwing up surprises, there’s a high chance of you seeing me somewhere that you’d never ever expected to! Keep guessing ;) …
(PS. Tonight it’s wine and cheese and everyone’s invited. :) )
