A twinge of sadness coming over me – we’ve stayed here for 3 years, and there are a number of happy memories of this place. S said earlier today ” It was a home, now its a house”. Our friends have been merciless teasing us about how our place was always messy – but they said they always felt welcome here too. So I guess all in all, Appa and I had a happy home here. Appa and I have had our quarrels when it comes to housekeeping – bickering about when and who should clean. He, having a higher dirt tolerance, could live without doing the dishes for a day or two, I on the other hand could not. Therefore, you know who did most of the cleaning up – especially tiring after Appa would make lavish spreads and invite folks. I’m glad though we did have our get-togethers, invited friends over often, had fun in the house – at the cost of keeping the house spic and span. Well, you win some, you lose some.
We are dreaming of a nice house in hyderabad that we will do up – and will have frequent parties and get-togethers. And where we can have a TT table, and a yard for N to play, and a garden for me to grow my fruits and veggies and flowers. And where my sis, parents, cousins, friends, everybody – will drop by often and feel comfortable in.
Lets toast to that!