Hazy Sunday

Talk-a- thon and I had the most fantastic weekend ever in years. And what we did, absolutely nothing ‘fun’ but it was special! She came in early morning from work, we chatted till dawn and then slept- cuddling each other like we used to in college.

Only this time it was little worrying coz my folks were around and I didn’t know how they would react. None the less, we slept that way and I woke up early. Waited for her to do so, strolled around the courtyard, had lunch, watched a movie and then chatted some more.

She just melted with my family like butter in Au-gratin. It was fun and as we said our good byes we hugged and kissed and pledged to meet soon. I was recollecting the day’s events, when she smsed ‘I love u’ and my grin turned to a wide smile. I replied and thanked god for blessing me with loving friends!

MiL

When the mocking bird don't sing mama will get you a diamond ring, when the diamond ring loses it's shine, mama will get you a crystal chime...
College years-- lit class: 5 friends, 1 tough group to break.
Mil (mother-in-law) of the group, was the only bitch who hit me, called me names and loved me like an idiot. Mil loved kids, I hated them: she rapped me for my dead baby jokes and yelled out from the first floor when i sat in the lawn or dated the wrong guy--, cursed me for licking arse, blessed me for being a silent spy: the practical, grounded hard-working bitch from the land of few good women.
Mil also wore the most amazing firang bars~, lived in plush bandra n stood by what she believed no matter who said what/ where! Dear Mil, you have a happy life and that will be complete with many happy babies, who look just as pretty as you. love you in bundles, babes!