The second time I woke up this morning I found my little sister, Tarini counting her collection of 5 rupee coins on the dining table. As THE collector of 5 rupee coins I had to get out my own collection and stack it against hers… of course the fact it was a lazy Sunday morning helped.
As you can see here, my collection (left) considerably thumps hers (more than double for the record). In the end, the challenging army (Tarini’s 5 rupee coin collection) retreated the battlefield and agreed to a takeover by the stronger but benevolent army (the firepower of 18 ten rupee coins can be quite intimidating). For a princely sum of 1900 rupees my collection is now one and a half times its size.
If this wasn’t quite a great beginning to Sunday the 0645 first awakening was. I dashed to the door, picked up and read the news of the Indian World Cup victory. To hold a copy in print of the victorious Indian team was quite worth it. Realizing it was all real and that we had indeed won me quietly snuck back into bed and slept another hour and a half soundly.
Those two stories are unrelated but significant. Tarini has been here about two weeks and the Varma family of four is together again. It takes some time to settle into being four in a house but its beautiful. The post dinner ice creams are more spontaneous, the jabbering at dinner light hearted and the sense of humour goes up quite a bit. From 2004 when we were last together, to now, Tarini and I have both gone through college and jobs and living away from home. We’re both older and more opinionated and set in our ways – four adults in the house vis-à-vis two adults and two teenagers. How time flies
This family bonding is poignant. In under two weeks, Tarini leaves for business school (God bless the hearts she’s going to steal at ISB this year), I for my quest to trek to Everest and Annapurna base camps and Ma and Dad are likely to take a holiday to the east. We will soon have great stories to regale each other with.
The Indian teams apparent purple patch has coincided with brilliant spring weather in Delhi. The lanes of Lutyens Delhi are a burst of bright green, the koel coos gently through the day and the evenings are pleasant. For a city that generally doles out harsh weather, the moderation is a good pit stop. Here is to a great summer and good times with family and friends.
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