A New Beginning...

We have finally established ourselves in DD, albeit uncomfortably. The place does not smell healthy most of the times, though we sit just next to the pantry. I feel as if IP was my own house and DD a hotel, that too an old one, badly maintained. The toilets, wash basins and even the bays support my feeling. I think we'll only have to get used to it, as I did to the half an hour walk home. It also felt quite good not to be haggling with the auto-guys. Only I should treat this as an opportunity to start for home early, at least by 7.

We were supposed to be buying some piece of Sir's land but now nothing of that. Sir is saying that place is infested with spirits after his father's death. I felt a slow descending of disappointment as I heard him narrate his experiences - creaky cot and moaning voices in the nights - and it was not to do with the land but the fact that he believed in the presence of these ghosts so undoubtedly. I only hope it may be to do with the fact that he was nursing a mentally ailing father for years and has hardly been eating. Hope he bounces back in life soon....

On the move....

5th Floor is ablaze with rumours, expectations and apprehensions about the impending changes. Two big projects including ours are undergoing a change of PM and location. I like our current manager. He's a sensible guy and though he's known as a taskmaster, is open to reasoning. Our soon-to-be manager is supposed to be better but....Also, we are moving to Diamond District which for all practical purposes is a dungeon. I hate the thought of that crowded Airport Road, which is one of the worst areas of the city in terms of traffic. And another bad thing is that P, who is in DD currently, will shift to our building from next week. What a coincidence!!

I've started using the laptop regularly and it's become a marvel to our house-maid. There are two things I'm at loss to make her understand - the working of internet/computer and the timezone differences. She still hasn't come to terms with the fact that V is up and running in Uruguay while we are all set to sleep. Also, she keeps complaining that laptop does not play music always, though I've tried my best to tell her that it's me who has the control. Now I've given up.

Had some respite from the evening downpour today. I hope it's the end of it for this year.

Insecure....

Yesterday was a bomb call at the nearby HP office and the atmosphere around for an outsider must have looked like that of a fair. HP guys were all outside and having fun but we were in a dilemma. The pessimistic thinking was that if bomb blasted and if it is a powerful one, our building also may explode. So fifth floor, which protrudes more, became a highly insecure place and a couple of my colleagues were really earnest in urging us to take care of our lives. I stayed back, of course.It felt more like a rehearsal for the coming days to me.

Two operations are over on my Uncle but no concrete hopes yet. He's not able to move his limbs much but is all eager to return home. Nobody wants to take a chance with that, with his stubbornness and negligence with his health. I hope he'll be able to walk on his own at least. Oh, this is bad....

Hopes and Prayers....

My youngest uncle is in the operation theatre right now after falling from a tree. I dread the thought of hearing anything bad when I wake up tomorrow.....God....Hope everything turns out fine....