Documenting in words

It has been a while. I have had a wonderful few months. A lot of new experiences and a learning journey on multiple levels. I have kept myself busy and taken good care of my baby and myself, of course, my husband as well. 

So, to document my life since my last blog, which was in April, I spent some quality time in my hometown for a while. In Arasinamakki, we lived in a slow-paced village life amidst nature. That's where we celebrated Nabha's and my birthdays. 

In between, the mother-daughter duo also had a trip to Hyderabad to spend time with my sister. All we did was cook good food, eat good food, go out and eat more, watch movies until late at night, and gossip forever. We relaxed with some at-home massage service.   

Amma's home

We came back in May and spent the whole month at home in Bangalore. Because we had a lot of time to kill here, we had Varun, my dear husband, to take us around Bangalore on tour. It might be weird, but I had not seen a lot of things in Bangalore, though I have lived here for over 6 years. I even travelled with my mother-in-law to a few places like Hyderabad and Chennai. I willingly went, and I was more excited about the trip, and you will know why soon. 

Then came June. My baby had to go to school. And I was left alone at home! Never done that and can't do it. Not happening, bro. Not happening. Thus, I did something bizarre, atypical of me. I joined as a part-time admin at an electronics company. Meanwhile, I also applied for a part-time PhD position at Manipal University. And since then, I have been busy again. A lot of administrative work on the go. I enjoyed every bit of being an admin at the company because all I had to do was organise and sort. It was the most satisfying job I've ever had. Of course, the PhD application was always on my mind and never let me concentrate on everything that I wanted to do.

July was mostly a drag of June. But the beginning of the month brought a new responsibility for me. My mother-in-law moved to the US for a short while to live with her other son. And that opened a lot of doors. I managed the home on my own. I felt it was my place. It was my peace of mind. It was a lot of work, but it didn't matter anymore. This was different. I felt better. Finally, I knew what feeling better is. I knew what was missing during the months when I had felt low and was actually depressed. 

End of July and the whole of August were the king of challenges. It was the month of concentrated festivals. Almost 2 days a week were dedicated to Gods, starting with Jyothirbheemeshwara Vrata and ending with Ganesha Habba. With a lot of struggle and exhaustion came extreme happiness and contentment. 

That was the gist of my golden days to date. Every day was a new learning experience. Every meal was savoured with gratitude. Every minute spent with Nabha was focused. If that is not an experience of a lifetime, what else is?