Thursday, December 12, 2013


02:45IST
Downstairs Room with Table Fan, Inderpuri
New Delhi, India

The day started with a film viewing - 1947 Earth. The film, a narration by a seven year old Parsee girl was a story set in 1947 in Lahore. She told a tale through her grown-up voice overs of her nanny, her two lovers and their circle of friends and the entire community. People identified themselves by their religion first. It depicted a time of communal tension, where friends became enemies simply for belonging to a particular religion. Lovely film, beautiful score, vivid acting.

Then sleep took over. 8am came. I got and decided to snooze. Mom came to wake me up. I shooed her away. Dadi came to wake me up. I shooed her away. She called me 'pagal' and went away in a huff. I giggled. Got up, got dressed and heaved and panted and wheeled to Kunzum. We had seven annoying shoots today, where my job was to be the windmill. It is a job assigned to utterly useless people. They look at the time and flail about their arms after a certain specified period. In this case it was 10 minutes.I thoroughly hated it. Got a bus home. Had food. Delicious hot chicken soup. Came downstairs. Procrastinated. Wrote a food review. Talked to the boi. He gives me so much hope :) hugs. Began watching Fire. It keeps stopping. Will probably sleep now. Nighty night lovely bloggie.