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Violin-ing and so forth

Dear Zonk,

I went for my first violin lesson today.

I’d planned to make a detailed post tonight– about how more than half the lesson was spent holding the violin and the bow just so, about the exercises I have to do and about my teacher, who is excellent. It’s all very exciting. And I did well and it made me wonder if maybe this year I’ll end up actually keeping a resolution.

But the day’s almost over, and I’m suddenly sort of blue. So I think I’ll go watch a shitty show instead.

And so it is.

Love always,
K.

 

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I got married, and other such things.

Dear Zonk,

I’ve been gone a while. I’m back now, and everything’s different. I’m not sure where to start– so, in no particular order, here we go.

  • I’m a married person now. We had a sweet, tiny, non-sexist ceremony in my sister’s house with only about 30 people attending.  A week later, we had a giant fancy party with over 300 people attending. Both things turned out to be a lot nicer than I’d imagined they’d be. Mostly because C and I really lucked out in the friends and family department ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
  • I live in Andheri West. That’s over an hour away from Thane, where I’ve spent the last 26 years of my life. Andheri doesn’t fit me properly yet. I don’t always know where to find what and how far away something is.
    But here’s the good stuff: I’m a lot closer to most of my friends, and to most probable scenes. I’ve been going out without a big backpack and sometimes without a bottle of water even. Somedays I take a rickshaw home instead of an uber, and pay less than 200 bucks! It’s a strange feeling. And it’s really very liberating. I could get used to this, I suppose :)
  • Our new house is my new favourite place in the whole world. C and I both care very deeply about interiors and home setup. Our house is bright and funky and warm and cosy in the nicest of ways, and at the moment, there isn’t a single object in here that we don’t love wholeheartedly. Someday I’ll make a proper standalone post about it. Maybe I’ll even try submitting to Apartment Therapy. But for now, all I can say is that I love this place :)
  • I’ve been unemployed for 2 months now. For the first time since 2011. Unemployment doesn’t sit well with me :\ I spent a month doing wedding work, then half a month setting up house. It’s finally time to chill now, and turns out I’m really not very good at chilling. So, though I was really looking forward to this break, I think I’m ready to start feeling purposeful again. In the second week of Jan I’ll get started with my portfolio, and begin working on a single product with C.
  • I want to be making things soon. In a few months or a year from now, I hope we’ll be selling something analog and awesome somewhere on the internet. It’s a far fetched dream, and it’s all pretty hazy right now. But I’m hoping we’ll make it happen somehow.
  • A lot has happened in the past few months. And this is what I’ve learned from it–
    1. Big life changes are only supremely scary in anticipation. Everything is a lot more surmountable once you’re on the other side. People adapt to changed circumstances, new rhythms emerge. The pieces all fall into place eventually.
    2. There are way too many people in our lives who are willing to put our needs before theirs. It’s incredible and it’s touching and it’s very, very humbling. It’s also made me promise myself that the next time a close friend gets married or moves house or any such thing, I’ll go the extra mile and do everything I can to help out.
    3. It’s kind of impossible for me to run a house like clockwork the way my mom does. Not without a lot of hired help anyway. December’s been chaotic– with parties every few days and bad food and booze and staying up late. And no exercise, no work, and no productive routines to speak of. Come Jan, we’re going to have to figure this shit out. And I really hope we do it right. Because I’ve been raised with too much discipline to fall off the wagon now.

That’s all for now, Zonk. I’m sorry I’ve been so quiet this year. 2017 was a year in transit, and I’ve just been flitting between places and roles. I swear I’ll be more regular next year.

Love always,
K.

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Updates

Dear Zonk,

I haven’t been here in a long time. But I couldn’t help it. Getting married is a lot of work. Even if you get married in a small-ish way, like me.

So, here’s everything that’s been happening recently:

  • I am now officially unemployed. And it feels good. In Jan, I’ll start working again. I’ll start with freelance, and hopefully figure something of my own over the next year.
  • C and I have a house now. It’s on rent. We’re still doing it up, and I’m guessing it’ll take a month or so more to feel finished. But it’s beginning to come together and I’m beginning to be very very excited about it all.
  • In less than 2 weeks now, I will be married.

So that’s my tiny list of giant sized updates.

I’ll talk to you again. Soon.

Love always,
K.

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The Birthday List

Dear Zonk,

Troubling things are happening. In order to distract myself, I think I’ll make my Birthday List.

A list of things I want and need —

  1. A nylon string guitar. Because nylon strings are beautiful. And because, after all these years, I can kinda fingerpick now.
  2. An awesome backpack for when I have to carry my laptop (pre-approved by me or C.)
  3. A small leathery or cloth-like backpack for when I don’t.
  4. A Poorly Drawn Lines book.

  5. A Lunarbaboon book.
  6. The second Sarah C. Andersen book.
  7. A Kindle store voucher.
  8. These shoes.
  9. A very strong blow dryer. One that actually makes my hair dry rather than not-exactly-as-wet-as-5-minutes-ago.
  10. Calvin and Hobbes pajamas.

As always, I’ll pin this to the top of my blog till the 5th of November, and I’ll strike things off once I know someone’s called dibs.

And now, it’s 12.30. I really need to sleep.
Goodnight, Zonk.

Love always,
K.

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Daylight Savings

Dear Zonk,

A friend just sent me this:

Nov 5, 2017 – Daylight Saving Time Ends

When local daylight time is about to reach Sunday, November 5, 2017, 2:00:00 am clocks are turned backward 1 hour to Sunday, November 5, 2017, 1:00:00 am local standard time instead.

Sunrise and sunset will be about 1 hour earlier on Nov 5, 2017 than the day before. There will be more light in the morning.

Also called Fall Back and Winter Time.

Which means that in some parts of the world, my birthday will be a whole hour longer :)

Love always,

K.

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Dear Zonk,

I think I can stop being cryptic now.

In two more weeks, I’ll be done with work as I know it. Six more and I’ll be married. Every single thing is poised for change and, like I said here once before, I’m not even afraid.

I’m slightly stressed out about wedding things, in spite of this wedding being exactly as small as we want it to be. I’m medium-ly stressed out about finances. I’m 100% alarmed at the thought of buying a new Macbook Pro because honestly, what the fuck are those prices.

The biggest of my worries is this: I love my mom and I love my home and I’m sad to be leaving them behind…

These are not things I like to write about. But I talk to you so rarely these days that I should at least be honest when I do.

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I have a hundred other worries as well. But then I have a hundred worries at any point in any day. That’s just the way I’m wired. And I think we’ll both agree that in spite of my faulty wiring, I’ve come a long, long way.

***

In two more weeks, I’ll be done with work as I know it. Six more and I’ll be married. Every single thing is poised for change and, like I said here once before, I’m not even afraid.

Because on the other end of the spectrum from the list I made above, is a list that’s much longer and full of things I can’t wait to begin.

I can’t wait to quit my job, try living the freelance life again, design things that need not necessarily be UI. I can’t wait to get my hands dirty and make things and paint things and play things. I can’t wait to have a house and do it up under the guidance the pro-level doer-up-of-homes that I’ll soon be married to. We’ll cook and we’ll travel and we’ll set up an office at home. Where of course, we’ll have strict hours and detailed protocol and very serious rules to follow. Traditional Tuesdays. Formal Fridays. No working at night. We’ll be awesome and grown up and business-like about it all. But some days we’ll just wear boxers and eat noodles in the night. Because let’s be honest— that is who we are.

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I can’t wait to be living with C.

 

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