Happiness is found in pot plants etc

It took me a few weeks before the new daily activities in the new city became part of the unconscious routine.

Once everything from waking up and welcoming the not-so-fresh sun rays, to the office commute, to the software engineer's 8 hours, to the visits paid to nearby food outlets became repeated, automated things, my eyes finally got into the creative mood and started absorbing the finer details. I should mention that absorbing or even merely noticing the finer details of cleanliness in the dinner outlets may give you incentive to take up night-time fasting on a daily basis.

As an attempt for daily creativity I started keeping a daily sketch book. Of course, days are skipped on end but at times it turns out to be a medium which surely captures the curious observations/epiphanies of the day. I intend to accessorize the coming blog posts with selected sketches.

Converting my single room in a PG ( paying guest) to my own habitat inevitably involved filling it up with weird goodies. My choice of a pot plant as the living companion was to ensure its good health even when I was away for days on weekends. Let us also reflect at this point, on the fact that water and drinking-water (swapping these things in Bengaluru can cause you ending up with typhoid etc) are on an unreliable supply at this above mentioned PG.

As of drinking-water crisis, it is caused by a phenomenon what I personally prefer to call "water drainers". The beings in question look almost as depicted below:

However, it wasn't too late when I started to recognize this as the final result of an evolutionary process in our PG ecosystem; It was survival of the one with the most number of filled bottles.
And it wasn't too late when I found myself collecting extra plastic bottles and start filling them up with an expression similar to above :P

It is a happy thing that I don't hate mondays as I did when I was in college. The fifteen minutes walk to office can become an eventful thing if you'll just look around with open eyes. I can now spot familiar faces who'll pass me if I start at a particular time, and even find subjects for amusing paintings.
Here's a quick sketch of the girl in purple top who shared the walk with me from office to home one day (not necessarily together :D):

Awkwardness starts when people start walking with you at exactly the same speed as yours; You can't overtake, neither can you be overtaken. The above was one of such situations.

I have bid my farewells to the PG and the water drainers and my extra plastic bottles. I now write this from an apartment which is currently shared among four other people. And it is currently a mess. But my pot plant sits in a corner silently and reminds me that everything will be always okay in the end. Silly pot plant.


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