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I had some fake contractions and low back pain last week. And I’ve therefore been put on bedrest :| Which means, I’m not even supposed to be using this laptop. But well, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO to that. The gynec does not want to give me any medication because I have only a week to go before the baby’s full-term, so all I have to do this week is lie down and ask that baby to stay put.
After being pissed and frustrated and why-me about it, I’ve finally begun to enjoy my bedrest. I’ll probably look back to this time period in the days to come and yearn for it. So I decided to be chirpy and christened myself Royal Sundaram because all I’m doing now is ordering people to get me this and that from my chamber.
Here’s what I’ve been doing:
1. I ordered Bringing Up Vasu from Flipkart. It still hasn’t reached me. So I wrote a pissed off email to Customer Support because well, there are only so many interesting things you can do when on bedrest.
2. M got me Blinkers Off (by Andaleeb Wajid- who is my Facebook friend) and I finished reading it in a day’s time. I liked her unpretentious style of writing and the bitchy girl in the book is a lot like someone I know, so I got a load of joy out of it.
3. I’m going to start reading my Agatha Christies today. Strictly Hercule Poirot only. I don’t like this Jane Marple stuff.
4. I watched The American. And though George Clooney takes his shirt off a couple of times and all, I thought the movie was too slow. As it is I’m stuck in bed….what I need to watch right now is some Anaconda type movie. You know, the type where you know from the first scene who all are going to die and people keep disappearing in comforting intervals.
5. I gossiped with A over the phone and felt a million times better. I don’t think I was meant to be an angel in this lifetime at all.
6. Shortlisted three baby names each for a boy and a girl with M.
7. And….here’s what I’ve been bursting to say from the beginning: a writer who is presenting a paper on ‘Breaking Gender Stereotypes in Indian Children’s Literature’ at the Sahitya Akademi (you read that, right? SAHITYA AKADEMI, mongeys!) apparently read Mayil Will Not Be Quiet and loved it. So she promptly called me up and sent me questions and all. So she could put in my golden words in her paper, OKKKKKKK? And Royal Sundaram has solemnly sent her the responses. At least, Mayil is going some places while I’m stuck here.
That’s all for now. My 15 minutes of internet time is over. Be nice and send me your wishes and messages, children. I have to go and catch up on my rest now.
I had some fake contractions and low back pain last week. And I’ve therefore been put on bedrest :| Which means, I’m not even supposed to be using this laptop. But well, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO to that. The gynec does not want to give me any medication because I have only a week to go before the baby’s full-term, so all I have to do this week is lie down and ask that baby to stay put.
After being pissed and frustrated and why-me about it, I’ve finally begun to enjoy my bedrest. I’ll probably look back to this time period in the days to come and yearn for it. So I decided to be chirpy and christened myself Royal Sundaram because all I’m doing now is ordering people to get me this and that from my chamber.
Here’s what I’ve been doing:
1. I ordered Bringing Up Vasu from Flipkart. It still hasn’t reached me. So I wrote a pissed off email to Customer Support because well, there are only so many interesting things you can do when on bedrest.
2. M got me Blinkers Off (by Andaleeb Wajid- who is my Facebook friend) and I finished reading it in a day’s time. I liked her unpretentious style of writing and the bitchy girl in the book is a lot like someone I know, so I got a load of joy out of it.
3. I’m going to start reading my Agatha Christies today. Strictly Hercule Poirot only. I don’t like this Jane Marple stuff.
4. I watched The American. And though George Clooney takes his shirt off a couple of times and all, I thought the movie was too slow. As it is I’m stuck in bed….what I need to watch right now is some Anaconda type movie. You know, the type where you know from the first scene who all are going to die and people keep disappearing in comforting intervals.
5. I gossiped with A over the phone and felt a million times better. I don’t think I was meant to be an angel in this lifetime at all.
6. Shortlisted three baby names each for a boy and a girl with M.
7. And….here’s what I’ve been bursting to say from the beginning: a writer who is presenting a paper on ‘Breaking Gender Stereotypes in Indian Children’s Literature’ at the Sahitya Akademi (you read that, right? SAHITYA AKADEMI, mongeys!) apparently read Mayil Will Not Be Quiet and loved it. So she promptly called me up and sent me questions and all. So she could put in my golden words in her paper, OKKKKKKK? And Royal Sundaram has solemnly sent her the responses. At least, Mayil is going some places while I’m stuck here.
That’s all for now. My 15 minutes of internet time is over. Be nice and send me your wishes and messages, children. I have to go and catch up on my rest now.
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