Wednesday, 27 May 2009

Bien dans ma P(e)au !

C’était un appel de la nature! Je me suis dit « Il faut que je fasse un petit retour sur moi ! Et ça y est ! J’ai pensé à aller à Pau, une jolie petite ville dans le sud de la France d’où on voit les Pyrénées absolument magnifiques ! Quel paradoxe, je ne les ai pas vues de loin à cause de la couverture de nuages, mais j’y suis allée, mais vraiment, dans les montagnes avec mes hôtes formidables, les Asselines ! Il y a à peu près 3 ans qu’ils ont décidé d’avoir une maison au sein de la nature, dans les Pyrénées et ce rêve semblant impossible, s’est réalisé grâce à un travail immensément dur de 7 mois ! Et ils l’ont fait tout seuls ! C’était la première fois que je croisais des gens qui se sentent tellement concernés par les menaces posées sur notre environnement. Leur maison est une véritable merveille, avec l’eau chaude grâce aux panneaux solaires à l’extérieur, l’élevage des abeilles dans les ruches ! Quelqu’un a dit « Si toutes les abeilles meurent un jour, l’homme disparaitra de la terre dans 4 heures ! » Je ne me souviens plus qui !

Le fait que je ne les connaissais pas avant m’inquiétait un peu mais comme c’étaient des amis proches de mes parents de la Rochelle, je me suis jetée à l’eau ! Eau chaude…naturelle !!  Et c’était bien ! On a passé un weekend dans les montagnes : on a déjeuné à 2000 mètres avec une vue panoramique de la chaine enneigée devant les yeux, la cuisine dont j’ai tout aimé (en particulier les cannelés) d’Anne-Marie, la volonté de Denis de faire les travaux dans son jardin sans arrêt, la poignée de main chaleureuse de Sila, leur chienne , la visite d’un vide grenier, l’essai de la cuisine indienne qui n’était pas mal, la marche dans la neige, les discussions autour de la table concernant toute mais, presque toute la terre, les gâteaux irrésistibles et enfin la maison ! Une création aussi sympa pour la vie en retraite m’a donné quand même une petite envie de vieillir un peu plus vite !

P.S : Sorry guys, this post is dedicated to francophones...i will put up a translation soon...

Tuesday, 19 May 2009

Small spaces Part 2 !

This is a bi-sequel. Firstly since its a continuation to the post "Small spaces", the first part and secondly cos its a continuation to my "Posts-dedicated-to-friends" phase. This one is for you Bansal. It was a promise and not venturing into this one would have meant a broken heart ! Mine, ofcourse ! :)

I wrote the first one exaclty half way into our stay in the land of Sarkozy. I hear his name every 5 minutes just about anywhere. These days, I dream of him. This is a serious issue out here. Now you also know why half the days I do not work thanks(?!!) to the frequent strikes. Anyways...yes so this post shall also talk about the same things but in a different perspective. The way I look at this more so, in retrospect. Bansal hasn't really left us. As I am writing this one, I can actually hear her stupid jokes and her cranky laughter and her yelling at me over the fact that I do not hate Sardars (no offense whatsoever meant). :P So (at) this same little (s)pace again in the 2nd half of the stay saw us howl like mad-heads. I pity her (the space). We still spoke into wee hours of the morning but we did not have to get up half the times cos our bosses were on strike ! :D Those falls in every state reduced since our family helped us with the wine-intake business ! ;) Consequently, the sleeptalk and walk reduced since we slept peacefully and at the cost of being indecent, like logs ! Coffee cups were replaced with tea cups and dust with rain. Terrible weather I tell you ! Govinda songs were replaced with Rajpal Yadav songs and louder laughter. Ramp walks became much more appropriate. Since we had used up half our material, things got less and worst lost, so the time gained was promptly used for more nonsensical talks, the tasty tarts and pizzas were replaced very often with Indian cuisine (I avoid mentioning the menu at the risk of it being repetitive :P...i am sure Bansal you will agree with me on this). Some things however will eternally be the same and they certainly need a mention. I am not scared of a beating anymore cos it wont be so soon atleast ! Yes, so to start with, my self-confidence dampening everytime I tried to wake this babe up. That never did and never shall change ! Period ! I lose. I accept. I have a history of friends having their history of falls. So, undoubtedly, that is eternal as well. Bansal, keeping the tradition alive, did fall newly in every corner of the house and broke some furniture without having a sip of alcohol. Dont dare ask me otherwise ! I will send her drunk to your place ! :D She continued my robe-hunting everywhere on the streets and the sanest thing ever that crossed her ming was to accompany us in Switzerland. This needs a special post cos I turned 25 and it was the best birthday until date. She played a keyrole in executing it. Love you girl ! And we got back and started feeling depressed as unknowingly, the countdown had started ! But well, as I recently read in some book about the present moment being eternal and living it to the fullest moment is the most ideal thing to do, we consoled ourselves. We decided not to taint the most lovely period of our lives spent together with our family, by feeling sad about it !

Everytime I have wine, I raise a toast to you, to us and to our family ! Cherishing it all, life goes on. Hope you are all colourfull in our land ! I shall see you soon girl ! Miss you ! :)

Friday, 15 May 2009

Tchin to Chinar !!!! :D first things first...I have to explain what this idiotic looking title means. Everything is written for a reason and this is no exception. I agree that I have some time but not enough to wile it away on blog titles either. Anyways, so Tchin is the sound we make and the word we say ( pronounce it as chin, it anyways gives the widest grin at such will soon know why! ) when we drink wine with the French anywhere on the planet. And Chinar is the tree after which is named my friend's hostel in MICA in Ahmedabad. This freaky creature is my darling and my biggest inspiration to write this particular post. IN SHORT : (for those who are still reading this) : I raised a toast to a particular Chinar tree sitting in Ahmedabad which used to scare my poor friend out of her wits and made her change her sleeping pattern. I am doing the same over this weekend. Hence, the post. Here, I shoot (hope not myself during the night).

So, I landed in France with a comforting thought that I was staying with a family or I might end up staying in a studio, (it costs a hell, therefore, it has to be small, therefore it wont have rooms, therefore, I could sleep alone !!! )were my ensuing thoughts ! I then met a lovely roomie, just like my MICA friend did. We hit off like a house on fire (that happening literally too...galati se) just like my MICA friend did and I forgot that I was scared to death of sleeping alone in a house. It so happened in 7 months that only on a particular night, I was house alone, but I could call another SOS friend to sleep over. 7 months down. Roomie in Chandigarh. I am still in France. People go away. The house is empty. But I am still in the house. And I have to sleep alone tonight. I made the mistake of reading MICA friend's blog where she has weird ideas, which have not helped me really you know...i mean i am scared of my own reflection in the mirror but then ghosts and other planetory or whatever objects passing by without reflection was news to me ! Anyways, at least I was inspired to write. Besides, its keeping me busy !

Yes, so after a smooth ride of 7 months, I am undertaking the biggest venture of my life and I need luck from all you readers. I will write more. If, I survive. Unless if you really did not love my posts, in which case you can wish otherwise. I will welcome all techniques for tonight ! I am going to employ the one suggested by MICA friend already. I think I will sit up studying until 5 am in the morning or just watching a film or TV or some music, my all-time love and life saviours until date and then when all those unseen objects will go to sleep, I shall sleep too. Or maybe, I can keep writing the whole night. No, not posts, i do not wish to be out cast. I love my friends. Or maybe, I can speak to my would be husband. But he is India. And I am still here. And he works tomorrow. Let us see (maybe speak). Or maybe, I can speak to some friends who are some hours behind me and still enjoying sunshine !

I am still thinking and I will welcome all suggestions ! All the windows are already shut and all the lights are on. The TV, laptop (obviously) and all other gadgets are handy and I know there is nothing to fear about.

Wish me luck. I hope to see you all tomorrow. If I do this once, I am sure I will manage everytime(!!!??!!!).