My way on the highway

The bright spot in my life now is the weekend. I mean it was like that before too but now that S is here there is some force to push you out of the house. Last weekend I went to cloud lan canyon to celebrate S's birthday. It was so very different, a nice 8 mile hike and we reached a scenic spot. The canyon expanded into a vast expanse which was Tennessee. At the very spot S cut the cake I baked. It was quite nice. Quite a different birthday. The fall colors added to the beauty. We watched Michael clayton in the evening and then went over to another cake cutting ceremony. Of course sunday came and I slept. My body was too tired to do more. Atlanta has a new Saravanabhavan. The crowd to get in was a mile long. I was losing my patience but except for the wait, the dosais were great. Of course SB is only good for the dosais. Other things aren't that good. The bisibela was a disappointment. Well that gets me thinking, woodlands is probably the best place for bisibela. Anyway talkin

I remember this line being repeated by one of our teachers back in school in madras. It's been with me all these years and I think of it every time my life changes so dramatically. I'm probably one of those few who had to deal with change earlier than most of my school friends. Cbe was a dramatic change from madras, bombay a huge change from CBE and SSN and Pittsburgh, huge changes from what I've ever seen. Now I'm married. I'm actually a Mrs! Of course I have not changed my last name. I have not moved to a new town or found a new job but I have an entire new person in my life whom I meet during weekends. It's tough to suddenly do all this traveling and all the expenses. It's a little overwhelming. Before the wedding we were meeting twice in a month and now it's twice for each person to travel each month. I also feel guilty as I have no time to catch up with any of my friends in the US. They probably all think I'm a mean, self-centered pig. If any