This letter is to you, you and you, who read my blog faithfully - whether I'm spouting the inane or the profane or the profound. Don't worry if you don't follow me all the time, I don't either. (Shhhh..but that's a secret, let's keep it between us, shall we?)
My poor blog has been moaning and groaning, whining and pining...but I, like the heartless, cruel Cinderella's step-mother left it, untended - without even a notice.
I can't crib about my commitments being neglected by my inefficient employees, because that's me too...I'm the peon and the maid and the content-writer and the accountant...And occasionally, just occasionally, when someone asks, I proudly don my BOSS hat..they don't need to know that the peon, maid, content-writer and accountant of the company hats have been neatly hidden under the BOSS hat, do they??
Last few weeks have been a flurry of hectic travel- dal-roti ka sawaal and thodi si masti.....Ohh, and have I mentioned I have somehow turned into a para-dropper in my own life - which means, there is little slack time cut for emergencies, so when an unplanned travel or a hard-to-say-no-to assignment comes along, I'm usually just sweeping everything off from my cluttered table, making a mess of the floor and then sitting pretty on the desk, looking like I have all the time in the world for that task!!! Yes, I agree it is not the way to go, but I have been planning to get myself a time-day-week-year planner, which I haven't gotten around to..More importantly, once I buy the planner, Murphy's law is likely to ensure I have little to do..and empty pages on the time-day-week-year planner might mock my vella-panti or jinx my rather pretty flow of work/assignments...See, sometimes superstitions just sneak in!
So now, I have decided I won't make lofty announcements like Life 365 ( eating humble humble pie!) but shall try to implement a Life 365, without any baand, baaja or announcements!!
- Mobile phone charger
- Camera/phone transfer cables
- Portable music player
- A 4GB flash drive
- My bulky sunglasses cover with the sunglasses and cleaning solution and cloth in it
- A notebook ( Yes, I still carry one around all the time, throwback to good old days of journalism, when I'd worry about having to take down a number or a quote and not having a piece of paper)
- Three assorted pens - (two I have no recollection of how they sneaked into my bag, I swear I don't steal...By the way, one does not have a refill in it!)
- A Book for the road...Currently it is Confluences ( For those interested in History and research, its highly recommended)
- Body Shop Body Butter tub
- Asda Hand Sanitiser - really possessive about my last bottle of cheap Asda maal!
- Two pairs of earrings
- One broker bag-chain
- One stole ( For those times in the theatre, when you suddenly feel cold and there's this stole to save you from freezing to death)
- An invite for a wedding long over ( Don't know why I have it in my bag)
- Three boarding passes ( they serve as book-marks. All my book-marks sit pretty in a drawer at home)
- Two strips of tablets - Oakcet and Paracetamol ( not much of a medicine person, so must have forgotten them there after buying them!)
- About ten receipts for purchases ( note to self: Store them in a shoebox. Second note to self: Maybe no, why tally it up and get heartburn?)
- My battered wallet - the innards of this one is a disaster zone too, but can't be bothered to clean it up today!)
- A tampon bag ( must in every girl's bag, I say, you don't know when disaster strikes you or those around you!)
- Two assorted half-empty sachets of tissues ( When I want one, I never get one..but they are there somewhere, now I have proof)
- One tub of Orbit chewing gum
- Two buttons - (one of a long-forgotten coat- I remember searching in vain for the extra one when the button popped and now, I realise, it had been kept here for safe-keeping)
- Assorted keys on one key chain. ( Keys include those tiny ones of locks for suitcases too..Can't figure out where the locks are though!)
- One bag of chana - ( I was munching on it on the plane and left it in the bag, half open - so three fourths of the content are loose cannons rattling about one the bottom of my purse)
- Assorted ticket stubs - of a Malayalam movie seen last week, passes to Turkish monuments and a scribbled upon ticket - Im a meticulously note-taker, only to forget about them five minutes after the notes are written!)
- Maps - Istanbul, Aberdeen and Edinburgh ( This means the handbag hasn't completely been cleared out since September 2011!
- Toothbrush - ( Ahemmm, less said the better about how many I unearth after every other travel!)
- A bottle of perfume
- Hairclips and assorted hair ties - ( never find one when you look for one, now I know where they were hiding)
- A pack of tired looking wet-wipes
- A hand-mirror ( my most favourite one, because it is my Eiffel tower memorabilia)
- A packet of ear-buds ( Don't ask me why they were in my bag, beats me!!)
- A bracelet that has lost one stone ( so can't be worn till I replace the stone obviously!)
- The swipe-card to a hotel I stayed in Istanbul ( Guess I never returned it!)
- About fifteen battered visiting cards of people I met - ( I haven't carried one since August 2009, but I never refuse to take one, if someone so much as places it on a table next to me)
And now you wonder why they say a woman walks around with her life in her handbag!
( On travels, I usually also have my little netbook, fondly called Reddy because it is Redddddd in colour and my passport wallet too)...More the merrier I say...
Have fun and I'll write in from the various ports of call,