Skip to main content

The Friday Feeling



The tedious march that began on Monday is coming to a halt by today evening... the week is wrapping up and I am unwrapping myself from the cocoon of drudgery to welcome, with open arms, the onset of the weekend. 

I know my weekend won't amount to much (the more the the anticipation, the more I sleep). Here's the plan, anyway. I shall compare on Monday on a wistful note. 

Will read:  The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich and Manfred. I can't possibly deal with the views of Clarissa Estes in Women Who Run With The Wolves against the backdrop of those of the megalomaniac Hitler. Manfred keeps reminding me of Montreux and is so my happy place. 
Will bake: Egg muffins. I just learnt that they are super easy and non-messy. And the husband loves it. So. 
Will visit: The aquarium store! Yay! I have been circulating the water in my aquarium this past week and it is sitting pretty and petite, churning water and bubbles, waiting for its inhabitants. I miss my original brood, though. Sigh! 
Will not: Let the Friday feeling dry up! And sleep in late (I have my doubts about the latter)
Will sit over: Brunch (that means I'm already planning to sleep in late) and twilight tea on the balcony; of course if it rains anything like in the last three days, we might have to restrict ourselves to the dining table and watch it pour outside. 
Will take out an hour: To rake up the soil in the flowering pots. The Colocasia are still not strong enough, the ferns are still in adolescence, the bougainvillea are in their early twenties and the periwinkle is most decidedly dead. The worms are doing their bit but the incessant rains are causing the soil to clog. 
Will watch: A Bengali play that has come to town. Getting S to agree will be a roadblock; hence I shall be starting with the puppy eyes from today. 
Will listen to: Ed Sheeran back-to-back. And when its too much, a bit of Coldplay. Or vice-versa. 
Will meet up with: Do I have to?
Will think about: Travel plans for the year. We had made plans for Spain and had bought a brick of a Lonely Planet guide, only to have ourselves packed to Bangalore and our holiday plans in the bin. Plus, extremely upset to have heard of the Barcelona attack; what maniacs are these, really ?
Will catch up on: Mounting the wind-chimes, supply runs (ugh) and Suits. We realised Netflix does not offer the 2017 episodes and we were too busy catching up till Season 6. So Wikipedia it is. Sadly.
(And seriously, Harvey! Isn't he the man ?!)
  
By all standards, this already seems too ambitious a list. But that's the Friday feeling for you. Out to conquer the world! Have you any ideas how to top my list? Please let me know...

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Man-Eaters of Kumaon - Jim Corbett

Genre: Non-fiction
Rating: 5/5


This one is decidedly a classic, so there is little point in reviewing this book. It is a beautiful one, without doubt. 
Personally, I avoid any form of entertainment (books, movies, plays, anything) which features cruelty - either directly or tacitly - towards animals (I have not yet seen any of the Planet of the Apes movies, Ant Man was uncomfortable too). So deciding to read this book took a certain degree of convincing. 
Much credit goes to the beautiful cover of the book. This one is an Aleph Classics (co-founded by David Davidar of The House of Blue Mangoes fame, and Rupa Publication) edition. In terms of sheer elegance, the cover design is unmatched.

The palette concept of jungle green coupled with the late afternoon sun creates an ambiance even before you delve into the pages. I picked out the book from a thin pile on a shelf in the little HigginBothams book-store near Charing Cross in Ooty, one biting winter evening (more on that later), such w…

Higginbothams of Ooty

It took us some time to decipher that the name of the crossroad was Charing Cross. After all, it is an unexpected name for an Indian crossroad in Tamil Nadu, and the mildly opinionated chap driving us to our hotel had a heavy accent. Charing Cross turned out to be a triangular enclosure, with an imposing fountain (we later discovered that it was named the Adam's Fountain; it is three-tiered, the second one topped by four very colourful cherubs). Since we had arrived in the middle of the afternoon in the thick of winter, the roads were thronging with people and vehicles. Shops were bustling and business appeared brisk. Our driver skilfully negotiated the traffic as we passed woollens shops, gift houses, eateries, groceries and mobile-phone shops. 
We returned to the market later in the evening, after having deposited our luggage. Both my husband and I had been fending off a nasty bout of flu and needed to restock our now near-empty medicine pouch. Charing Cross in the evening (thi…

Top 10 books to read when you are depressed

Books are handy weapons to stave off blues - be it the dregs of the Sunday evening or a nasty bout of flu. When you are depressed, it takes herculean efforts to shake off the feeling. And I'm not even talking about the more severe, clinical form of depression. I can't get myself to pour myself a glass of water the day after Diwali; on Fridays on the other hand, I am the epitome of eternal sunshine. For such moody, dull days, these top 10 books are the surest way to dust a little sparkle in your life.
1) Three Men In A Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog): This is Jerome K. Jerome at his absolute best. It was published some 130 years back and is still capable of eliciting raucous laughter. It is the honest journal of three young, bumbling flatmates and their dog on a river cruise. Look out for some meandering, pedantic pages, but they offer some relief from the relentless humour. 
2) James Herriot'sDog Stories: If you love animals (and dogs, in particular), this is the ultimate…