Repeat Amar-Akbar-Anthony pun to anyone who asks about holiday. Gitanjali begins to move away politely
We’ll be travelling on Jaison’s 28th birthday. He throws a tantrum. We pass it back. Candice gives him permission to go.
Need to carry his luggage to the airport while he brunches with her. Will be ribbed about his devotion till next life.
Remind Ahmed to carry scarf I knit for him. He may have misplaced it. Our friendship hangs precariously till he finds it.
Ditto robe from Sikkim.
This trip is fundamentally to get away from spouse and house. Wake up realising you already miss him.
Contemplate sending mail to boys telling them to pack warm and towels. Realise that’s mommy behaviour. Settle for telling them you’ve packed toiletries for all.
Need to buy cigs. Must buy them before dad picks you up for airport. Have panic attack.
Send Ahmed out to buy books for trip. So far the itenary is: reading, writing, watching movies, ribbing Jaison.
Consider not taking the laptop.
Change mind.
Sort conundrum over Ahmed’s shoes. Discover you have no shoes. Buy new shoes? THOU SHALT NOT SHOP.
Sister is leaving tomorrow at 6 am. Go to airport, then do last minute shopping, then head to work? NO!
Educated Tatya 
Will miss ya…
What scarf?
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