Ok, since background has been asked for, here goes:
Kingshuk is a guy I know from JU. Vicky is his brother. Jion (i.e. Tamojoy) and DRD (aka Dr. D) are friends I met through Vicky.
The last three call me Shoe. That’s their idea of a joke. They think that folks calling me Sue is a very affected thing, and have taken it upon themselves to modify my nickname. Hence the limericks.
Beq is Bibek, my gentleman friend (I love that term!)
Barry was a friend of Vicky’s who recently got married. Didn’t know him before his marriage, as I mentioned.
Prudhvi is a friend of mine from school in Vizag. Right now I have no idea where he is and I hope he’ll let me know sometime soon!
Mejopishi is the aunt I stay with, and Jimma is her daughter. (All pishis are aunts.)
Mejokhurima is another aunt. (As are all khurimas.)
Anish and Tapu are friends… one through a classmate and the other from uni.
That’s all you need to go on right now I guess.
My schedule on Friday went something like this: out of the house at 7 a.m. for French class from 7.30 to 930 a.m. Got stuff done at Alliance Française office till 10. M.A. classes from 10.20 a.m. to 1. p.m.
Caught up on my breathing till 1.15, then sent off by my mother on errand. (Damn all cell phones.) Got back at 3, sat down for half an hour waiting for next supply of energy to catch up with me.
Dept. drama rehearsals from 3.45 to 5.15 p.m. Ran home immediately afterwards, to change clothes and unload the heavy bag.
Rehearsals for ‘Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead’ from 6.30 to 9 p.m. Had to wait twenty minutes for a bus afterwards, reached home at ten.
I’m dying of overwork. At this rate I’m becoming on of those overachieving freaks.
Well, not really. But I’m on my way there, I can just see it.
Thursday and Friday were equally hectic, as was Saturday but to make up, I didn’t do a spot of work on Sunday except to get some ironing done. Didn’t even put the ironed clothes away. So at 6 p.m. I had to cope with two reviews, some research and a load of French homework. A girl can’t have an off-day without the world breathing down her neck!
Srinivas called on Friday and we talked long and loud. I was in a bus for part of the conversation and got some quite a few disapproving looks. Guess somebody has to give the old biddies something to frown upon. Need to justify my existence, as it were. Wonder what he’s got me from his big trip abroad.
Tua (cousin) is going to Frankfurt on a Rotary exchange next month. Went with her and Mejokhurima (her mother) to the handicrafts emporiums as they bought gifts for the ppl she’s to meet there. Saw some fun sandalwood paperknives and really cute dolls. Also saw a darling baby rocking chair.
Sriram (Srinivas’ brother) is getting married end of November… have to make time out to be in Vizag then. No way can I miss this wedding! But I’ll have to be mighty crafty about it, don’t want directors getting shirty on me.