This was my 2nd Diwali after marriage. This time we paid thrice the amount of ticket as fees to the agent. Till last day we were so unsure of how will we be going. Finally, when we got tickets, I was told it was of sleeper class. I have never travelled in a sleeper class, so Andy had already warned me that no matter if u have ticket, during Diwali you may not get space to sit. I was strictly told to keep minimum luggage and be prepared for atleast 30 people in a compartment. I was just crossing my fingers for a safe journey. When I reached station, it was not at all crowded. In our compartment out of 9 occupancies, only 6 had turned up at Bandra station. I smiled at Andy for getting an assurance that everything is fine. But he warned me that things will not be same after Borivali station.
Here came Borivali, nothing happened. Status was same. My grin was converting into a big smile. Finally we crossed Mumbai and no one came to our compartment. Yupieee!!!!... Andy kept telling me that I am damn lucky, because this is very unusual.
Finally we reached Jaipur next day morning, but I was ready for a nice scolding. The reason, I caught COLD. Now the story is whenever I go to Jaipur I am almost always sneezing. My in-laws are fed up of it. So next whole week I was under medication. The result, I was sleepy wherever I went. Everyone thought I was damn sick, but it was a positive thing. Due to this, no one forced me to over eat. I was saved. : ))))
Whole trip was damn hectic. I gained approx 2-3 kgs in 6 day. It’s true. Andy offered me to buy Pampers for kids, since I looked 4 months preggy. : (((
The cutest part of my trip was I met my nephew. He is now 1.5 year old and he is damnnnn cute. He is the most intelligent and shaitaan bachcha I have ever seen. Playing with him reminded me of my younger cousins. I am the eldest in my family, so was always given the duty of handling the kids while elders went to shopping. Once there were 6 kids with me ranging from 6 months to 4 years. It was so fun having them around.
And now I am back to old track in Mumbai. The same old working housewife.. Sigh!!! : (((
But still, I am excited for next weekend. It’s my beloved friend’s engagement. She is coming to Mumbai. I am so happy for her!!! I wish both of them a hearty congratulations and all the best for future life!!!
P.S.: I had written this blog with full enthu but by the end of it I had lost interest. Probably mujhe ghar ki yaad aa rahi hai... :(((