Chronicles at 7PM EST

One moment you are right at the centre of a mind-boggling event surrounded by million faces; few known, many unseen before...each one wanting you to have their face imprinted on your mind and just as you try to come to terms with the overwhelming madness around you, you find yourself mercifully pulled out of the cacophony and placed in a serene cottage surrounded by pine trees and guess what? You MISS the madness!

Yes, this is yours truly reporting from Nashua, New Hampshire - a state that goes by the slogan 'Live free or die'. The first thing that struck me as soon as i landed in town after an unimaginable 18 hours at 38000 feet above sea level is that "This country is too BIG for my size". I am not kidding. Chomu took me to Walmart and the next moment i was calling Amma to tell her how onions in the States were as big as the local cabbages in Chennai and lemons the size of oranges.

Been sleep walking through the past 54 hours or so. Trying to settle into my new abode and convert Chomu's bachelor palace into our home. Tough job. Why do men hate shelves??? From rent receipts to bank checkbooks to LOTR (blasphemy), from shoes to house keys to CDs, every thing is on the floor.
But I must say i am making progress considering i just assembled my own bookshelf. No help from anyone. Yipeeee! Even if i am a half-baked engineer at least my carpentry skills are still sharper than what Appa believes in.

And my cooking has definitely improved. The fact that we were having pongal and sambhar at an odd 5.45 A.M this morning had nothing to do with it or the truth that we were famished having gone to bed at 3 P.M last afternoon and got up this morning at 3 A.M. and missed dinner during that 12 hour nap. Just that Chomu has no other place to run. Buhahahaha!

I have loads to read on all your blogs, upload my wedding snaps, work on that 'Tag' Rathish passed on and call up the world. Till then...ciao!