Day 9: Hello, goodbye

My help is like good news. You have to wail to the Gods before they think you’re worthy of it. If you’re me, then you’re multi-tasking between your chores and that. But she’s training me well. I’m sure this is exactly what ‘throw them in the deep-end of a pool with tiny sharks, and they’ll learn to swim’ is all about.

I feel like we’re bonding. Since there isn’t that much work to do around here, and there’s absolutely no one to say anything to her, she’s taking liberty and a little break. She shows up when she feels like and I’m sort of warming up to it. Once you have a system in place, things aren’t all bad.

One of my awesome friends is moving to Delhi. She’s not sure if she wants to come back and that makes me sad. We don’t meet very often because work gets that way. But knowing that she’s not going to be a rickshaw ride away sucks.

We met at a cute little café with few of our other friends and talked about the randomest things; including my belly and belt, in that order. I had to excuse myself early because I had an errand to run, as always.

You know that feeling when your mom and you agree on getting the hall painted off-white but she finalises the shade bordering yellow instead? You warn her of the yellow-ness but she insists it’ll wear out soon and look off-white. But no, it never does. You look at the freshly-painted walls and think no part of my house will ever be this shade! Never! But for the moment—and five years to come—you make peace with it. And that gives you the strength to sit between all the yellow and watch TV. 

That’s what I felt when I hugged her good-bye and crossed the street. Some things you just have to make peace with, until the day you can change ‘em.

On a happier note, I now have another—awesome food is the first—legit reason to visit Delli!

Sigh

So what I’m really trying to say is: 

1) Entitlement needs suck. Get over it, nobody owes you anything.

2) The sooner you make peace with things, the happier you'll be.