a new year

I am at my marital home. We had decided that we will not be conventional, and we are not. Yet, how else to describe this place that I am at other than the home of my spouse. My existence here is due to the fact that I married him, the conventional kind, and hence, its only fitting that this I called, my marital home, for the time being and till my spouse can call it his home. It will change soon enough.

So, my spouse leaves at 8.30 AM for his work and due to a relentless cold that is just not going away, my morning times are spent in cleaning my sinuses, repeatedly, and hoping to the powers to be to just let me ride this out without another headache and more discomfort, which hasn't happened yet. But around 11.30 AM/ 12 PM, I get done with the repeated-ness of the above and decide to brave the cold world out there, meaning, step in the garden. This has mostly been the routine since I came here, some 7-8 days back. So that is where I am, sitting in partial shade while letting the sun, which has mercifully come out of the clouds, shine on me and the garden. The beauty of this place is not so much in the green but in the quiet and the chirping of the birds. I was having my tea and wondering when I would get bored of this, it's likely that I will. I don't belong to this quite, I am an outsider and I shall leave soon. However, till now, it has not bored me. Having said (thought/written) that, it hasn't even inspired me. I am too newly married and mostly I think about getting better so that I can spend some quality time with my spouse. In between that and constantly getting up to clear the sinuses and calling on my friends and family, the time is rushing on. 

Soon it will be time for me to leave and join the big city where I work and to be dedicated (hopefully) to that. Till then, I want to soak in this quiet, the birds sound, the heat, when it does come.

And lets not forget, the time I am spending with my spouse. Right.