Cris’s World

Now that I am leaving my job soon, I was thinking about the things I’d miss. And last day on my way home, I was thinking how much I’d miss the bus trips. Its true I always curse the 1-hour long all-around-the-city trips. But now that I know I wouldnt have them anymore, I am starting to miss them.

So February is here. I am not sure if I should mourn for January or sing for Feb. February is not my personal favorite cause I dont like the sound of it. It is so unromantic. But then its got Amma’s, Divsu’s, Zacson’s, Chechi’s and Rosily’s birthdays. And then there is Valentine’s Day/Nish’s marriage. That takes care of 6 days and I like February 29th cause its a rare thing. So 7 days being good, I cant really say the month is bad. Maybe I should just call it a different name and it wont be so bad. My favorite month is November - it sounds so perfect. I wish I was born in November.

It’s been years since I last went to the beach. The first and foremost thing I like to do in a beach is to get as wet as possible though mostly dipping my legs is as far as I was let to. As a kid I wasn’t allowed to stray away from my Mom’s hands or go anywhere beyond the wave-feet scrubbing level. As I grew up I tried acting deaf when Mom would call from behind to come back.

Walking in the evening is a pleasant experience. It has never failed to soothe me. I am not sure if mud has a smell. Even if it does, I wouldn’t know cause there was hardly any mud there. All around me were busy roads and vehicles speeding through them. Even then the walk was good. Evening is the most beautiful time of the day, somewhere around 5, when Mr Sun starts to say buh-bye, see-ya-tomorrow.
You could look up and say “Ok Mr Sun see ya. Dont be so early tomorrow” and Mr Sun would probably wink at you had it a couple of eyes.

I wanted to talk about my evening today. It was just too nice.
I wanted to go to the library, a book 2 weeks overdue already. I thought I will take a walk. It was 5:30 p.m. and I was expecting a friend so my mother stronly opposed my going. But ofcourse little Ms Adamant Cris would not listen to reason!
“Oh I could be back by 6!”