dear Diary 20.04.25

So this week has been better than the past week as I got to travel to my ajjanmane, cleared a few interviews and finished some assignments.My son was clingy all the time and as usual I being a self proclaimed extra miler,was trying to fit into the role of the same.

I visited my grandmother and her family and got to see the place after like 5 months.I started a romantic collection of stories which I found good.Its god damn hot here, literally suffocating.

I just grew fat and hence discarding my idea of sustainable clothing.

Also ,Gundu,my grandmother's dog somehow found my son as a familiar face and was comfortable with him.

also,this House stands still since my childhood.I remember my childhood,going to play in the field by passing this house in the gully.

My Aayi gave me this welcome drink of Mango and it was yummy.She used to collect mangoes and send it to me during childhood so that I can have mango papad throughout the year.

also,it's hot and Sandy (as called by my brother) is trying to beat the heat by digging the pits and soothing himself.

Also I got to know about a few books as shared by fellow readers on insta.

I am figuring out on how to handle everything as I am mid of maternity leave.

i have Pyasa in my watchlist and have many short movies to be watched.I watched Jaswanda and found it interesting.

Also,this is my Ajja, wise old Man.Talks with him are funny,yet so true.

And mostly the other days were normal and my social anxiety is peaking 🙂.I can't wait to escape the family functions.

So,the weekly diary comes to an end here.

Meet you next week and I am pretty sure I will be back at it.

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