Life as you know it!

"So are you married?" asks someone at work. I'm out for lunch with my colleagues as part of a treat and just getting acquainted with the first few days into my new role at a new work location. My immediate instinct is to respond as I have for the past few years. Say " Oh no no" as I smile broadly and continue "And not for a while now". But I catch myself just in time to avoid that same reaction and remember to say "Ah no but I am engaged". And it sounds a tad bit unreal even to me! Am met with smiles and the asked the usual "Oh so when is the big day?" and so on as I slip into answering what seem to be much easier questions:)

As I look back on the question and reflect on my reaction, its hard not to smile. Cut to another situation where I find it almost instinctive to fill in “Single” in the Marital Status column of any form!

But it just makes me take a closer look at what it means at the end of the day. Is it really so hard to let go of being single? Apparently, it definitely is! It’s definitely hard to let go of what has been a whole identity for your entire life till now.

“It’s really like stepping into a new life” says my fiancé when asked, echoing my state of mind, reminding me that those were the exact words we have used on our wedding card just about a month ago. How the words suddenly seem to make much more sense with just a month left to go!

“The end of life as you know it” says Gerry to Holly in the movie “P.S I love you” of falling in love. Another phrase whose impact seems to be dawning on me of lateJ Getting married is not much different may I add!

The end of an era - II

Getting up to bright sunshine on a sunday morning. Chatting with my parents on topics in the sunday supplement newspaper. A long walk around the area perhaps. Watching early morning shows on cooking on TV as I gorge on a scrumptuous breakfast. Catching up with neighbours and friends who live nearby. Cutting veggies for mom. A visit to the beauty parlour nearby. Helping dad wash the car. Watching my dog react hyperactively after his routine bath.

Watching shows such on hotels and cruises on Travel and Living with Dad over lunch and planning intently on similar trips. A brief but totally relaxing afternoon nap after hilarious conversations with my parents. Catching up with friends or cousins in the evening. Returning to an improvised dinner thanks to feeling full with all other meals over the day. Falling asleep dreading the upcoming monday.

Here's bidding adieu to a couple of things which have become dear to me over Sundays over the past couple of years:)