Trail mix 1

Ramble
Earlier, when I'd declare I had discontinued the practice of having roommates and live by myself, the variations of questions that'd be directed my way would go :

1. How do you live by yourself? Arent you scared? I feel so scared sleeping alone.

2. What do you do? How do you spend(kill) time?

3. How are you motivated to keep a schedule- like go to gym, cook, clean, groceries. Heck when I am left by myself even for a day, I don't feel like doing anything. I survive on cereal.

Are these just rhetorical questions that warrant no answer/explanation? Sometimes I am sorely tempted to say, yes I have one room with a noose ready- so I can kill myself when the boredom is overwhelming.
These days I casually shrug and say when one has no choice, one sucks it up. And to be quite honest, my days(both during the week and weekend) are so full that I hardly have time at hand to ruminate over what to do with my solitude. But I dont wish to dignify the stupid question with any sort of justification.

But the larger question that looms in the background is firstly why would and how can anyone ask such a question? Secondly can an adult seriously be unable to keep oneself entertained for a few days/weeks/months, specially when one has a job to do? Aren't there married couples whose spouses take them away on travel related trips, sometimes for extended periods of time?

Alright, I don't have any more time to dwell on such questions . But the answers to those listed above can never be a yes or no, black or white. Its somewhere in between. Sure there are pockets of time where one feels "alone", "lonely", scared, frustrated etc etc. But one is well equipped to distract oneself, we surely aren't children and have enough dimensions in our personality to be able to divert our minds.

And the right answer surely can never be "Ok let me go find someone to live with so I'll never have to sleep alone at night." Frankly, to me, living with the wrong person in a wrong relationship is a scarier thought than sleeping alone at night. This country abounds with gadgets and services to provide that security. Granted it costs some money, but then nothing is free. And to some extent, the price for one's personal safety can never be too much.

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Side story
Earlier when the pedicure lady would try to clean under the nail of the big toe, I'd wonder how easy it would have been if we could detach the nails, clean the crevices without hindrance and re-attach.

I guess the toe Gods up there decided to teach me a lesson for wishing for such grossness.

So I tripped and ripped my big toe nail a couple of months ago. And when the doctor that was bandaging the toe declared that he'd nip the entire nail off so it didn't dangle and bother/hurt, I gladly agreed. "Ha, its only a nail- I am sure I'll grow a brand new one" I thought to myself as the doctor nipped the last remnants of said nail.

Its been 2 months, and I don't see any growth. (NN- I know, I know) I promised not to gross out the handful of regulars or even the ones that chance upon my blog by posting a picture, but I really don't like wearing open toed footwear with one big nail missing. Oh, I did discover the undersides are mighty clean. So if anyone out there wishes to uncover this piece of information, s/he doesn't have go any further. Please to learn from another's mistake. The other day when I was at a pedicure(which I refrained from going cos I felt the Asian lady would snicker and giggle as she gossiped with her coworker and this missing toe nail would only provide additional fodder), much to my surprise, she was sympathetic and patted and wiped the said toe with extra care and concern.

With pretty red toe nails, I really want my big toe nail back!!!!!! The pedicure feels incomplete, to say the least.

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This and that
Watched 'Chak De' in the theaters last week. After DDLJ, this is the next movie I absolutely loved SRK in, with none of his stereotypical "ham"ming. The girls exude raw energy and some of the dialogues are "whistle" worthy. Only I never learnt how to!

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In this weird world and age we live in, aisa BHI hota hai :
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Daad Mohammed Murad Abdul Rahman, 60, has already had 15 brides although he has to divorce them as he goes along to remain within the legal limit of four wives at a time.

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Islam allows men to marry up to four women at a time, though most marry only one. The UAE is a Muslim country but is home to migrants from around the world.

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