Yup, that’s what’s happening to me. I was watching Popcorn today when I figured this out. He spends most of his time hiding under his shell and only peeps out once in a while, mostly to eat. And as soon as even a mere shadow falls on him, he retreats, back in to the safety of his shell.
That’s exactly what I am doing.
My home is my shell and I’ve been hiding here for some time now. I hate venturing out, but some times it is essential.So I take a quick peek, and if things look reasonably safe, I step out. And when I do get out, I find myself lost. So I run back in.
Today was one of the days I got out. I had to go for a meeting. And then I thought I’ll spend some time in office. But it’s an alien place for me now. I am not comfortable there. So I ran back, and here I am, back on my couch, typing away.
Something nostalgic did happen though. The meeting I went to was right next to a sweet shop that Gaurav and I frequented. It’s beautiful weather, and he’d have never passed it by without a snack. So I stopped too and ate a dal kachori and a jalebi. Oh, how he loved jalebi and made me addicted to it too! Wherever we lived he would find a roadside jalebi maker – usually a cart with various other fried items such as mirchi ke pakode, papad etc. and he’ll get parcels of it everyday. Snacking on these became a routine for us for a few years!
The rains have started in Bangalore – another first without him. Fried, spicy food is called for in this season. I wish he’s get me a parcel today 😦