Spectacular is the word...

Last evening was tough on me. Or so I thought. I was feeling dizzy, I hadn't had anything to eat all day, thanks to the back-to-back meetings in the office and "certain uncertainities" in the workplace. I've been having unlimited cups of chai and I thought to myself, this is it. I have reached a saturation point. I can't sustain any longer.

I decided to go home. Now driving back 17 kms, the thought made me even worse. And to top it all, I had to pick up my daughter from the creche, cook for her, play with her, deal with her tantrums, read to her, and bla bla. I had absolutely no strength to manage anything and I wanted to just crash!

I got this call from my dear friend Al, who wanted to come over for a drink. I had no energy for this, but then, I had second thoughts. I hadn't seen him for a while now, and wanted to seriously talk to him and kinda chill out. I thought of cooking, but I changed my mind. Anyway, I invited him over, and we started drinking. One sip of single malt, did it all. I started throwing up! I felt better. I thought I should get my daughter to bed first, and then restart all that puking. I felt better after a point.

It started raining. Wow! It was beautiful. I didn't know how to enjoy the rains with this nauseating feeling. I gathered strength and asked Al, hey you want to get drenched. And he was a good sport. And there we are standing in my tiny li'l balcony, enjoying the showers. It was just beautiful. I also had a mind to go for a walk in that heavy downpour, but well...someone had to take care of the new pair of Levis. Anyway, there we stood, me feeling extremely cold and yet absorbing the showers, forgetting the nausea.

It was fanthetastic! It was something I hadn't done in a long time. It was something I couldn't have done with anyone else. I forgot the nausea! It was refreshing. And I thoroughly loved it!

Thanks Al!