Missed calls , a smile ("she called"..) call back, no response....sms - sorry i was sleeping...another missed call..another call back and then we finally talk - across cities....laughing,giggling....discussing our 'very important jobs'.....our trips to far off places...exchanging notes...i crack a joke about her weight and she joins in...she laughs about my obsession with eye liner (yes that's correct!) and i laugh along.....we talk about fashion and corporate life and managers who give us hell...sameer is back and she has stuff to do and i have dinner to eat...thats me and anila...
Chat session...hellloooo roo, hi api....chummis and gaalis are exchanged..i tell her to see my pics ,read my blog and she sends me the link to her ad - mutual admiration happens (super film,nice pics)..then got to go....ziba is waiting for her and J Depp is waiting for me...more chummis and gaalis and we log off...thats me and roohi
call on my mom's cell.....she does not pick up...call on the land line and "u never pick up the mobile'..'its upstairs and i am downstairs'...laugh at the same old joke...she asks if i am ok , have i eaten ,i must be tired...'mom i am ok let me tell u about my trip!'...i talk she listens....and laughs as i describe the food and the fun and how skinny the women are, i tell her about my shopping..she tells me the latest on the noida gossip and the family intrigues ...i listen and laugh...ok where is dad i want to talk to him...she calls him and then his hearty laugh ...we discuss vietnam , their military...their politics and then he needs to go watch discovery and i watch mtv...thats me -mom and dad...
so many conversations ...different people...different lives....random conversations interrupted by the to-dos of life and yet connected..........little conversations...huge part of my life....
Chat session...hellloooo roo, hi api....chummis and gaalis are exchanged..i tell her to see my pics ,read my blog and she sends me the link to her ad - mutual admiration happens (super film,nice pics)..then got to go....ziba is waiting for her and J Depp is waiting for me...more chummis and gaalis and we log off...thats me and roohi
call on my mom's cell.....she does not pick up...call on the land line and "u never pick up the mobile'..'its upstairs and i am downstairs'...laugh at the same old joke...she asks if i am ok , have i eaten ,i must be tired...'mom i am ok let me tell u about my trip!'...i talk she listens....and laughs as i describe the food and the fun and how skinny the women are, i tell her about my shopping..she tells me the latest on the noida gossip and the family intrigues ...i listen and laugh...ok where is dad i want to talk to him...she calls him and then his hearty laugh ...we discuss vietnam , their military...their politics and then he needs to go watch discovery and i watch mtv...thats me -mom and dad...
so many conversations ...different people...different lives....random conversations interrupted by the to-dos of life and yet connected..........little conversations...huge part of my life....
