My Soulitude

First week, of solitude and hospitality!

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Ill health, antibiotic course, bed, solitude, TV, and family care (when required) sums up first three days of my new year. ‘A’ went to his hometown with some guilt but well assured that I have my family to look after me. Siblings made sure December 31st was special by planning somber celebrations with light music, homemade pizza and Dominos pasta. We all were done with big celebrations after Xmas. I was shivering with cold and just waited for clock to strike 12 so that I could lay in my bed. Dense fog accentuated the misty midnight. After cake cutting at 12, I came back to my place and rested well through January 3. Dad bought homemade breakfast every day at 10 cooked by my most caring mom. During lunch, either a sibling or mom would show up with meals and good company. Two nights alone were followed by sister show on day 3 as she showed up for late night movie and eating. We watched a movie based on JK Rowling’s life (forgetting the name and don’t want to google). On 4th, A was back and life was back in loop. As the first week of new year 2021 passes, I have rested well, renewed this blog and hosted a newly-weds dinner (which was yesterday). Now gearing up for Lohri at A’s hometown, A’s cousin’s ring ceremony, our anniversary and welcoming a new born. I am going to be a “bua” (sounds weird).

That’s about it for now. Happy 2021!

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