Life Changes

Things are going to be so different at work from next week. Office without Harish and then Sheece at the end of the week. Soon many more will depart. How time flies...

Life moves on even if you don't; sometimes i feel like i am very still and everything is going on around me. We have too much angst in our lives. Work angst, relationship angst, (promise i'm not writing that word again)...but it just goes on & on. Life should be infinitely simpler, but rarely is.

Ayesha was telling me the other day you are so lucky to have such wonderful friends who live every day fully & know how to have fun. I thought about it & realized that it is so true. Life has been much better because of friends; isn't that always so. Family does matter but friends are who you can fall back on every time.

Friendships are so complex yet so easy. You can love ur friends even if you don't always like everything about them. Even the most obnoxious things can be forgiven cause its a friend. Friends can tell you the things you didn't want to hear. Very often they do. Especially if I am that friend, somehow i always end up being very blunt about things. I am so sorry afterwards.

On a funny note find that cats are major bed hoggers. Tangy has been hogging mine so much so that i end up spending the night on the very edge of the bed with him sleeping happily & sighing and stretching away across the whole length of it.
Damn life is unfair!!! Mom says throw him off the bed, but he's usually asleep by the time I decide to sleep & he looks so cute sleeping away. Cute people & animals can both get away with a lot na.

So nowadays i wake up with a furry paw on my face or his furry face happily nestled on my elbow with him fast asleep. He'll open his eyes as he gets disturbed when I wake up. Give me a sleeeeeeeeepy look & go back to sleep again.

I get my revenge when I force feed him his meds just before i leave for work. That is a totally amusing thing. Bechara has no choice. He hears me pounding the tablet in the mortar with the pestle & hustles off the bed as fast as he can. By the time i get the meds ready, he has vanished.
So I keep the syringe aside & wait patiently...usually do other things like wear shoes etc. Appear very nonchalant and disinterested in him. Soon he gets curious (hey she's not chasing me type thoughts run thru his head am so sure) and comes out of his hiding place (under the cupboard or bed usually) and ...WHAM!!! I catch him by his neck (thats the only way to catch a cat & not get scratched) and spray the meds in his mouth which is as tightly closed as he can manage. Some of the medicine gets sprayed on me too (hey one cant get it all after all) but thats easily washed off. I pat him on the head & release his neck for being a good cat. And head for office :)
That is my daily routine now. Every day the poor guy falls for it (hehehe)...and the daily war between man & beast continues...

So far man (woman actually to be very correct) is winning. I often wonder how long this can go on. He has spunk, he does rebel sometimes & refuses to open his mouth. Then I am in a quandary how the hell do i get the medicine in him. But these battles will be won. The war is a longer one.