Chamko Rani Monthly Progress Report in all matters dilly.

So we moved to Delhi. Chamko of the Rani variety and the many things of baggage and love.
Delhi gave us more than a warm welcome, (45 degrees and above to be precise) and we've been moving in Delhi as well. Now finally settled, its been 2 weeks in the house now.In the meanwhile danced at this years Gati Summer Dance residency again! ye! The rains have come and the plants have been potted. 2 cute little friends have come and gone and family is all tra la la etc. The kitchen awaits a fridge and a tiffin service has promptly been put into place. Nearby swimming pool has been scouted and the swimming regime has begun.

But adventure never leaves the life of a rani. As prompt as the tiffin service, comes in a stalker. Lets just call him 4117 because that's the number of his car. So basically he is saw me at the public pool. He follows me, because that's what stalkers do. The first day this harmless looking fellow with reflector swimming goggles and a pink and blue cap was generally watching me swim. Oh! I thought he just needs to learn I guess or perhaps my old and faded swimsuit is still sexy.

Then walking out I find him in his car parked near the ice cream shop. I cross the street. Put on headphones and switch on i-pod. From the corner of my eye I can feel his gaze. He buys an ice cream, talks loud on the phone "Yes, yes I'm just leaving will be home in 10 minutes."I wait for an auto, and leave. He makes all attempts to be noticed.. staying as close as possible to the auto while driving, blaring music, talking on his mobile phone. I pretend I'm texting, and appreciating the sound quality of my headphones, besides Tracy Chapman sounds so good I couldn't notice a dinosaur.

But Mr. 4117 is far too good to give up. Probably, this isn't the first time he is doing something like this. So I call a friend and try to hush over the buzzing of the auto that I'm stalked and will meet him at his house, so as to not reveal my address.

So I meet Deybu in a hat and shorts, buying beer and ice, he has 2 other boys with him. Good! This shall keep him guessing which one is mine. Also 3:1 is good ratio they say.


Delhi lives evolve similar. I've been given a Diana F+ and so has eM and I read she's been swimming too.

the personal is public

Since the personal is the public,
what is on the inside of your shirt
is my heart on my sleeve.
That which is in your diary
in the last drawer of your office desk
is on my mirror in red lipstick.
And you've got dark blue curtains
while I have the sun peeping in from three sides.

I had a dream of you this morning.

To dream that you are kissing your ex suggests that there are certain attributes about your ex that you enjoyed. This dream isn't indicating necessarily that you wish to visit the relationship again, but that you should think about what your ex's better qualities or attributes. These are the attributes you are finally coming to acknowledge within yourself.