My New House

I have been staring at the blank canvas of this document for almost an hour on and off. I wanted to get back to my blog, but there is this listlessness in my thoughts and actions these days. I feel like I am floating in a bubble and reality is quite far away from what I can perceive as real. One of the reasons that I can think of is I have been relatively free from work and there has not been any life changing decisions made.

The Ladakh trip has definitely changed me and before you jump into conclusions, I am not one of those “enlightened” people. The trip did more bad than good to me. It moved me from the cynical side of the spectrum to the fatalist side. The trip made me realize how insignificant my “obsessions” are. I couldn’t over think about anything over there and ever since because it didn’t matter anymore. I don’t feel even a little bit enthusiastic about my job. I find happiness in in small doses like when I was singing the whole Odyssey and Oracle album of Zombies out loud in my kitchen or when I find the leftover froyo in the fridge in the middle of night. These small things actually help me navigate through this mind-numbing life. I am planning on vacations for holidays I don’t have and I have another day job now. I am currently running a MBA application consulting service out of my cubicle in office.

But the one good thing that happened which has made my life a little more bearable would be my new house. I finally moved out of my Worli black hole of an apartment (goodbye RFH!) to a shinier 3BHK with the two stooges in Bandra. I love my new place. This house, unlike the previous one is not a shoe box. It actually has a living room with three sofas(!) I know I am living the high life now. I have actually invested in decorating the place. I bought curtains, got all my frames up on the walls, bought a book case and filled it up. I even have the tadka box in the kitchen. Now, I feel like I am actually living in a house and not a dorm room.

My pride and joy!

Did you know how difficult it was to set this damn thing up :(

Apparently, my paintings were too depressing, so they got delegated to the entryway

My room

I am still getting used to an arrangement where I have to actually make conversation with the people I live with. I never had such experience before. Now I am very much involved in their lives which I don’t think is going to be a good thing in the long run. But, I am getting freshly cooked dinner every night, my fridge has all sorts of exotic things and my liquor cabinet always is full. So, I am still holding my judgement on that one. Some of the reasons why I am reserving the judgement can be seen in the next paragraph.

A few days ago after imbibing a lot of alcohol we decided to take this ADHD diagnostic quiz. P got this brilliant idea because she diagnosed her bf with the same disorder and she thinks I am like him. Flaky, irresponsible and spacey (her words not mine). I protested vehemently, at which point she looked me and asked “Are you serious? You are the flakiest of us three, and I get it because you don’t give shit about most stuff”. I dint know whether I should take it as a compliment or an insult. Obviously, I was outraged and went about proving the point by taking the quiz which said I was borderline, at which point my phone was snatched and the quiz was retaken by K and P by reading every question out loud and answering it for me. The final score was 50, with >35 being labelled as people “suffering” from ADHD. For those who don’t know the symptoms, webMD listed those as below:

“Adults with ADHD may have difficulty following directions, remembering information, concentrating, organizing tasks, or completing work within time limits. If these difficulties are not managed appropriately, they can cause associated behavioural, emotional, social, vocational, and academic problems.”

Yes, this is what happens in our apartment on a daily basis, I am living with two crazy women. We have really loud shouting matches. We keep breaking wine glasses. We fight about take out. But, I do like it in spite of all these reasons. I would have moved to my goth phase by now if it was not for these two. I still hate them most of the time, but they are making my life more bearable I guess as I am distracted by the loud noises( my ADHD, you see)