…except that I am just leaving office to go home. I am being dropped home by a colleague, because one – I do not like taking the office cab if I have a choice; and two – G is still in Bombay (chillin’ in Hard Rock Cafe as I write this, I am sure).
Which, brings me to my second point…
…that I really miss G when he’s not around for so many days. Not because I can’t do without him. Not because there isn’t so much else in my life. But, because there’s no one to tell all that to every night (…phones are just not the same anymore). There’s no one to shout at if I’m irritated at nothing in particular. There’s no one to get me a hot water bottle, or a drink – whichever I might want. There’s no one whose laptop I can whack – hence, the hurried blogging from office before I leave. There’s no one to just “get” what I am saying – erm, most of the time. There’s no one to cuddle up to in bed. There’s even no one to get the cats out of the bed when they sneak in (which is most nights).
Also, there’s no one to drive me to dinner invitations all the way to the other end of Delhi. (Why, Chandni? Why? Why do you live so far?)
And, oh – that’s a problem because I so totally(!!!!!) agree with this! (Sorry, MM – am too lazy to explain myself, when you said just so exactly how I feel. *sheepish grin*)
Tomorrow morning will be spent doing much-needed cleaning of cupboards and kitchen. Tomorrow evening, hopefully, friends are coming over. Sunday morning – Foodie Trip to North Campus!! Yay! Beef Chilli, Tingmos, Momos, and chhole-bhature…*slurp* *smack* (Does anyone think all that won’t go together?)
Okay – I’m off.