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November.
November is for dark skies and crying clouds. For sniffles and tissues; for shivers and and strong breeze. Finding the perfect christmas tree and dotting it with glittery baubles. It is indeed the start of the most wonderful time of the year.
Here are the highlights of the month in doodles, sort of a sequel to a week of chalk doodles, if you will.
The walk to yoga class was a work out in itself with lots of dashing in and out of the house either to retrieve a forgotten yoga mat or to get the umbrella and walking round in circles trying to find the class.
Post yoga burns and such.
My excitement for this time of the year has certainly rubbed off on the Mr. We bought a spanking new christmas tree and are very pleased about it. I mean, look at our ginning faces.
Harry potter marathon nights for the umpteenth time.
Laughter galore when he tried to pick me up from the couch, a few minutes after which, i was on his shoulders getting a ride around the house. We live life on the wild side!
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The tree went up few days ago and the house is looking super festive.
November, you were short and sweet. Time to say goodbye and roll on December.
Let there be light.
Lighting the lamps and claypots to help aid Lakshmi, the Goddess of wealth and prosperity, as she finds her way into our home. We triumph over the victory of good over evil, hope over despair and light over darkness and take a moment to reflect on the past year and look forward with optimism and zest to a new beginning. May the darkness be wiped away and let there be light. Diwali wishes to all.
Dungaree and beanie for fall.
*Removes cobwebs; enters waving awkwardly and a grin plastered on the face*
Hello. It's been a while. A whole three months I believe. Life has been pretty darn busy, stressful and moving at the pace of a jet train. I would just like to assure that I am still alive and haven't abandoned this special little place on the internet but just caught up in the whirlwind that is, LIFE. And once things settled, I just couldn't get myself to write again. Blogging jitters are real, people! Thanks a million to friends who still check and ask about the blog and let me know that they miss it. You lovely, lovely lot!
Disaster day!!!
So, you know one of those days where NOTHING goes right? Everything that could possibly go wrong, WILL go wrong. Yep. We had one of those days last week. Saying that the past week has been stressful and busy is an understatement! Our ILR (Indefinite Leave to Remain in the UK) is due next month and we are supposed to take an assessment test before our application, which requires us to study a huge chunk of UK history like a twelve year old. Not even kidding. It was like being back in school; a book, a highlighter, multiple revisions, numerous mock tests, memorising years and events. Stressful! On a complete different note: The real purpose of the assessment is to check if one has enough knowledge about the history and present living conditions of the country and is well acquainted with the law and order. The necessity to memorise time, date and year of certain events for an assessment test, is preposterous and unnecessary, and is totally beyond me. Anyway, preparations for that had been going on for a week and we were all set to take the test on Wednesday, the 20th of May.
Here is the breakdown of events that happened that day:
We had to travel down to Oxford for the day to attend the assessment test. Since the test was scheduled at 6 pm, Prakash didn't feel the need to take the day off from work. He promptly reached home at around quarter past four. It takes close to an hour; give or take ten minutes, to reach oxford. Our plan was to start at around half past four and reach there well before.
4:30 PM : The whole world seem to return home/somewhere at same time we left. Not even five minutes into the journey, we are stranded in traffic. Instincts kick in and we decide to turn around, go to station and reach Oxford by train.
4:45 PM : We reach the station, quickly grab the tickets from the kiosk, and run, missing the train by just seconds. *FACEPALM* . The next train to Oxford was scheduled half an hour later. The only possible options were to either take a cab straight to Oxford or jump in the train to Didcot and try to make it on time for the connection train. Considering our luck with the traffic, we chuck the first idea.
4:55 PM : We are in the train and on our way to Didcot. The only worry at this point was remembering things we learnt/forcefully fed into our brain in the past few days. The idea of not being able to make it on time wasn't even in the picture. Marvelling on the quick plan of taking a connection train and how we might still have time to quickly run through the book/take a mock test, we pat our backs. Optimism level: HIGH.
5:15 PM : We reach Didcot and miss the connection train by seconds, AGAIN! *PANIC* . There was no way the next train would take us to our destination anytime before 6 pm. Having left with no choice, we exit Didcot station and get a cab from there, hoping the traffic won't give us a hard time. Optimism level: OK-ISH.
5:45 PM : Still in the cab and miles away. Anxiously looking at our watch every two mins and contemplating on whether we will reach on time was all that happened in the thirty mins of the ride. To make things worse , a huge JCB(bulldozer) joins us on the road and rides in front of our cab at the pace of a bullock cart. Indian genes kicked in and all I wanted to do was honk and scream at the obnoxious slowpoke. But since we are in the UK and as learnt in the book, we should abide by the rules of the law and patiently wait for the vehicle to take it's time and take the next exit. Keep calm, keep calm. *GRITS TEETH*. Optimism level: DIPPING.
5.55 PM : We reach the place as shown by google map but having no clue where the test centre is actually located. We pay and get out of the cab and having only five minutes to make it to the test centre, we run around in circles not knowing where to go. If it was a normal day without having 150 odd pounds at stake, plus the chance of not getting another appointment for the test, we he would have been extremely calm and figured it out in a jiffy. We ask around and just run for it! I kid you not, the test centre was behind a huge Lidl(a departmemt store) which no panicking person who feels like they are going to die with shortage of breath, would manage to find.
Optimism level: NEGATIVE.
Optimism level: NEGATIVE.
6:00 PM : We make it to the test centre; heaving, panting, sweating and about to die. He was called in to get his documents checked to take the exam. All good and done; he went in for the test. I went in for the check and since it was our 'lucky' day, my documents were declined! It seems, my extremely long five-worded full name is not there in any of the supporting documents. I was asked to rebook the test and come back with proper documents. *URGE TO BANG MY HEAD ON THE WALL*. I was flustered. All the studying, running and panting for NOTHING! He comes out after the test and thankfully, made it through. Frustrated and slightly cross at ourselves for not double checking the documents, we call a cab to get back to the station.
6:30 PM : Cab arrives. We get in. Two minutes into the journey we get a text saying our taxi is on the way. Shock horror, we had actually taken the wrong cab which arrived there for someone else! I mean, really? -_-
We manage to reach the station and get the train back home.We arrive at Reading station to find only the 'onward journey' ticket with us. Turns out, we forgot to grab the return tickets from the kiosk in the hurry to get the train which we missed. *URGE TO DIE*. How we managed to get out of Didcot and Oxford station with just one onward-journey ticket is still a mystery. The only 'luck' factor for the whole day was not being checked for tickets in any of the stations. Just the thought of the irony makes me laugh. We had to buy tickets AGAIN which was already paid for! *FACEPALM GALORE*
By the end of the day all we wanted to do was get the heck out of the station, reach home and face plant on our bed. May 20th, 2015 will definitely be a day we will always remember and one that will always make us laugh and say "remember that day when..". At the time, it really wasn't funny, but we managed to keep calm and laugh our way through it.
P.S : I have rebooked the assessment test for this week. Fingers crossed.
Sunday tittle-tattle.
Lately
It's been almost a month since I last posted. Travel, daily life shenanigans and other random stuff kept me out of it. I need to get a hang of this blogging malarkey again. So here goes.
Ain't nothing better than a gooey cookie!
Disclaimer: This cookie isn't ideally healthy. We are talking 300g of sugar and 200g butter here! But, every now and then, everyone needs a little pick-me-up, in'nit? This is definitely a treat and not a bake-every-day variety. Prefect desert if you have guests coming over. I do not have a sweet tooth and prefer savoury and spicy things to munch on. But this, is an exception on its own. Its gooey on the inside, soft on the outside and a whole lot of chocolate wedged in between. Oh, holy heavens!
A week of chalk doodles!
The love for doodling is something I have had since childhood. Give me a paper and pen and i'll doodle away. I bought a blackboard to hang up and write lists and essentials. But soon enough, I turned it into my doodle station and started filling it with silly and random things whenever I fancied. I posted one of those on my INSTAGRAM last week and the response was pretty good. It sparked an idea for a blogpost and here we are! I did a doodle everyday for a week, capturing the essence of that particular day. Here are the pictures:
Mid-day epiphany
I'm in a coffee shop sipping on a cup of caramel latte. I see people. People with different stories. I see a lady engrossed in a book and lost in the world of letters and words, a new mother trying to comfort a delirious baby, three teenagers in deep discussion; probably about boys and movies, a bespectacled guy sitting in a cozy corner typing away on his laptop like there is no tomorrow.
Spring
Celebrating sunshine, blue skies, longer days, daffodils, cherry blossoms and everything SPRING! Pictures taken on a glorious sunny day at the beauteous Reading town by your's truly.
A five year journal
I had my eye on this since last year. But spending a tenner for a journal seemed like a far-fetched idea at the time. I toyed over it for a long time and it comfortably stayed in my amazon wish list ;whilst secretly wishing someone would read my mind and gift this to me. I'm weird like that.
A photographer's delight : Crimson moon.
Edit : The fact that I'm a procrastinator is well embodied by this post. I had drafted this sometime in November, 2014; on the day I saw the moon, thats is. In the back of my mind, I even thought this was posted on time! Ah well. Made slight changes and posting it like a delayed diary entry. Here is to a very very late update. Cheers!
Things 2014 taught me.
♥ A whole year can get over in the blink of an eye and the snap of a finger. Don't forget to LIVE. 2014 has been the hardest year. I'm glad its over.
♥ Being misunderstood and being falsely accused hurts like hell. It can give you sleepless nights, an aching heart and a restless mind.
♥ Realising that there is only a handful of people I actually trust and who genuinely care for me, has been an eye opener.
Midnight musings
Its so close to christmas; my most favourite festive seasons. Its almost midnight and I'm in bed trying to clear my laptop off unwanted pictures, documents and anything which irks a bad memory; almost as if I'm trying to clear my mind.
I found this photo of me from last year; taken around the same time. Things seemed a lot different back then. I was trying to find happiness in silly things, indulging in silly joys and just about keeping it together and putting on a brave face. For all i know; it did work. And I really was happy for all that it's worth.
Birthday shenanigans.
So, yesterday marked my 27th year on this earth. Twenty seven?!? Boy! do i feel like a granny!
With the monthly cycle not favouring my celebratory spirits, I spent the whole day on bed with the worst cramps ever. To add up to my already dampened spirits, it was pouring outside the whole day. To quote Chandler Bing "Could it BE more depressing?". He he.
Hello Autumn!
While the weather may not be at its spiffing best at the moment, I'm quite honestly looking forward to autumn and winter this year. We all do love a bit of sun and thankfully, UK has had its fair share of sunshine this year. But I do love sweater weather.
Impromptu visit to Caversham park
One thing I really like here in Reading is the serene lakeside parks. Im a one-with-the-nature kind of girl and I love anything lush and green. Since we have been getting quite a lot of consistent heat wave here in the UK(which is rare, may I add), everyone seems to be thoroughly enjoying and relishing it. It feels really good to relax near a riverside park, while soaking in the evening sun with the breeze caressing the face and cooling the sweatbeads off the forehead. Nothing like it!
Lately ...
CELEBRATING | sunshine and happiness to my hearts content.
LISTENING | to Nikki Phillipi's "Once in a lifetime" on repeat.
FEELING | blessed for all that I have.
FEELING | blessed for all that I have.
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