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Amused...


Lot of things amuse me…
1. When I walk into the kitchen, and look around with a blank expression, not remembering what I came for in the first place…
2. A shocked look on a person’s face when they get to know that I “drink’, they make me feel as though, I have a drinking problem…
3. Frantically searching for my fav coffee mug, and finding it inside the fridge..don’t ask me how it went there, I wanted to place it in the microwave…
4. Switching on the TV with the intention of folding the heap of clothes, but finally, get engrossed in changing channels for atleast an hour, and the heap still lying on the couch…
5. Eagerly, opening the blog, and staring at it…
6. Yelling at my kid for something that he has not done…
7. Getting crazy mood swings during PMS and after that, which obviously leaves the man in the house confused…
8. Getting up startled, only to realize that I still have 5 hours to sleep before I actually wake up…
9. Making a pact of not to splurge on more bags and junk, and getting into the store and doing the exact opposite…
10. Fighting with my son and blackmailing him to eat nutritious food of dal, rice, veggies…and finally giving in to dosa/idlis, just because I want to dump him into the fun corner and scoot soon to shop…
11. Deciding not to stress myself in the mornings, and taking the morning so easy that finally, I reach the point of freaking out…
12. Resolving to diet from the next morning, an evening prior to that, and breaking it by lunch…
These are not the only things, there are many more… it’s so weird… but when you sit and think about all of it, it leaves a smile on your face…there are small small things which make your day… Everyone is crazy in his or her own way..the fact of the matter is I enjoy it, I go berserk many times, lekin woh zindagi hi kya jisme koi mazaa na ho… :)

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