Tuesday, December 27, 2016

A very viral Christmas!

It has been a relatively long gap between posts, caused by projects, viruses, travel, packing and Christmas. I came across a person who asked me about my last post which now looks to me like I wrote it eons ago. Nobody blames their predicaments on Christmas, but I do because I am weird tired.


When Santa drops a virus in your stocking.
Image courtesy:  Here


Doctors may say that viruses are air or water borne, but I insist that atleast some are borne from sadism. One such virus launched a deadly attack on both the boys on the crucial penultimate days of November. Our itinerary for annual trip to India was supposed to start on the 8th of December. Year end tasks and handover, pack for 30 days for three people, feed them medicines and food and listen to their fussy complaints, it all felt very anti-Christmassy to me. The silver lining with the boys falling sick is that they’d have no sense of taste or appetite and whatever neutral uncomplicated food with salt is fine for them. However, silver lining comes on top of piles of crap. I had been a bad girl so probably it was Santa who dropped that virus in my stocking.

For the uninitiated, viral fevers are fevers accompanied by body pain and intense fatigue. It results in bad mood, blame games and worse, the spouse compared his trivial back pain to labor pain on one of those frustrating days. This was when I, very painstakingly sealed my mouth, else there could have been a chance for me to go to jail. I deserve a special jury award. This whole ordeal was like Bobby Deol and Poonam Pandey acting in a movie directed by Kamaal R Khan. It is a combination of disasters trying to numb the brain and test patience. End of day it was not like one could sleep in peace, because body temperatures of the boys soared high at night and monitoring them left me drained of my last drop of sanity  energy.

As I sat in the plane on the 8th of December, I heaved a sigh of relief looking at my waist which had become thinner and sexier in the process. Even the super skinny jeans had become loose. The timing couldn't have been better, as I can eat more Xmas cake now at the cost of these boys who had gained weight eating my brain over the past week. Oh also, one of the days they were sick and sleeping, I went to watch the Shah Rukh Khan- Alia Bhatt starrer ‘Dear Zindagi’, as a treat to myself for holding up coherently during catastrophic times. When no one appreciates you, you treat yourself. Trust me, it feels really, really good because you know exactly what you want and you do it. Alone. Take time off, break out from the chains of responsibilities, soar high, let your hair down, breathe.

Thankfully, unlike the last movie I watched which was Ae Dil Hai Mushkil, 'Dear Zindagi' was good in terms of presentation, concept and relatability. Alia Bhatt did an excellent job, the bearded Shah Rukh Khan was immensely hot and sweat inducing, which was the whole point of paying at multiplex rates to watch him. This is a movie you should watch if you had tiffs with your parents at some point of growing up. We may disagree and argue with parents still, even when we have grown and have children who argue with us. The movie makes you understand it is normal and healthy to argue and there is no need to beat yourself up for it. The movie made me feel good because that is all I basically do, which is argue.

Back to Cochin, I also watched a Malayalam, Mohanlal starrer ‘Oppam’ which took away three hours of my life and hard earned money I am never getting back. Then I watched the best Bollywood movie that released in the recent past, ‘Dangal’. This is a gem of a movie, every man who feels that his mother, sister, wife or daughter were born to clean his plate and cook for him should watch it. I got goosebumps and tears during various stages of the story which is proof for how much penetrating the concept is. The movie ends on a very uplifting note and leaves a lasting impact.

Finally it is all Christmassy now, with family, cousins, nieces and nephews, cake and wine. I hope you all had a merry Christmas too. I am looking forward to write more frequently in 2017 and try my hand at movie reviews. Signing off for now J

Wish all my readers a happy New Year 2017 ! Eat, drink and be merry !


8 comments:

  1. That seems like a pretty bad start. I too have realised in recent times how important it is to treat yourself with some lone time and just relax. What seems like boredom in younger days now seems like bliss! I haven't had so many praises for a movie in a long time and dangal was one movie which I wish all fathers watch and learn. Not just fathers, all men must learn from this movie. Now that the year is ending on a bright note for you, here's wishing you an even brighter 2017.

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    1. I used to hate to sleep when I was younger and I curse myself for it now :D

      Happy New Year Maithili! May you be blessed as always.

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  2. Dear zindagi indeed was made for us so that we dont feel all that bad about how we were as kids �� Hope u had my share of wine toooo ��

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    1. I sure did have your share and your entire family's share of wine :D

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  3. "Silver linings come on top of piles of crap" - 2016 in a nutshell for me, my friend!

    I hope you are doing better now Anita. Dear Zindagi was such a pleasant watch, wasn't it? And the bearded SRK made a lot of things happen within me ;)

    Will be watching Dangal this weekend and I'm sure it will be awesome.

    I hope 2016 brings more love, joy and humor in your life and you keep on sharing that with us.

    <3

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    1. Totally ! Bearded SRK makes a lot of things happen ! :D

      Happy New Year Soum! May you be 'writefully' blessed!

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  4. I watched Dangal just to see those girls patkofy men. It was therapeutic. But then I also had to put up with a-holes who come all the way to a cinema hall to have loud conversations.

    Happy holidays, girl. Hope your boys are feeling better.

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    1. I know right? Why do people in theatres ruin the show for others?

      Happy New Year, Purba!

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