What when you and the other half are stark opposites...π€
Weekend was finally there; & following a few mega stressful ones, I finally had some breathing space. I could definitely do with a generous amount of "me time," but there were a few things to do before that.
As I approached the wardrobe, determined to sort the clothes out, I stared in disbelief...gasping at the image that stared back in equal horror. The three sliding-door wardrobe fitted with full length mirrors seemed to have an affect no less than that of a magnifying glass; leaving no scope to hide, whatsoever!!! π£
I mean I had just managed to lose some flab & here it was, back & how!!
Binging on crisps, chocolates, & ice creams had definitely helped cope with the stress. It definitely felt mmm...ohh so heavenly ππ. But damn!! It was all out there now... The Ugly Truth (and it was no where as charming as the movie). To put it in the nicest way, I resembled MoonFace minus all the cuteness... aaarghhh!!!π‘
As though that wasn't enough, focus shifted up vertically to find my scalp peeping through the thinnest patch of hair right above my foreheadπ¨. Was it hormones...? Or was it diet? ....oh...was it stress...?? Oh no...was it age?!!!!π±π±π±
Just when my anxiety levels had begun to rise, HubbyBaby chirped "Wow, Apache is coming to India!"
"Apache!? Is he still relevant? Why's he traveling to India anyways," I queried.
Having heard no response, I turned around for any obvious expression or gesture and indeed caught him looking all confused. "What?? Who 'He'?" he asked.
'How did I expect this geek to knowππ' I thought, completely forgetting that it was him who had read out the news. "Apache Indian...that Pop singer... remember?" I picked up the phone & played the popular "Boom Shack-A-Lak" followed by a less popular but more familiar "No Problem."πΊ
I knew he wouldn't recognize the former; however the Prabhu Deva number did trigger his memory, "oh yeah, I know this song, but is he really called that!?"
'Phew... would I have to explain it all...I personally didn't like his work but how does that matter...he was quite popular back then. Back in the...9teen...9Teeeeeeeeees....OMG.. I am indeed getting older' I thought & was beginning to cringe when HubbyBaby broke my train of thoughts again.
"So this is the Apache you know, huh?" he asked with a 'Good Lord what do I do with her' kinda look on his face!π
"Of course, ask anyone... that is the One & Only Apache....has he created some new music again??!!" I asked out of curiosity.
HubbyBaby literally did a facepalm as he turned the laptop around towards me, & I peered in to an article titled:
"IAF receives first AH-64E Apache attack helicopter"
Oh wow!!! Seriously?! Now who was named after whom?! I thought.. of course, in my own private Zen; managing a sheepish grin externally. Hehe...
Any guesses as to what happened next?
Manufacturing & testing of a Chopper's fan blades, it's engineering & functioning, & of course the special attributes & abilities of this particular combat helicopter. Yep yep, I got it all.
As he went on & on, my mind did what it does best... kept wandering away to the pending tasks' list whilst switching to the 'awwww my brainy bear' mode every now & then.
After all, being poles apart does have it's own perks as we seem to make up for each other's shortcomingsπ
Also, it indeed is a moment to celebrate as Apache now adds to the pride & valour of IAF.
Jai Hind
P.S. If I have left you wondering how old I am, then ask my husband who feels I act like a 13-year old..haha. I am indeed enjoying my "me time" as you can see, & my brain is already nudging to zone out of the post as it chalks a 'fat to fit' plan & suggests seeking solutions for hair care from the Goddess of Our Era, Google Devi. Ooohhh, & it says, "Vidya, for once, make my efforts count & execute them all !!!"π³
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