Still sitting in Mumbai, I just planned a Christmas party, and had a lot of fun doing that. Running around wearing a christmas hat, calling myself "Santa's helper" made me happy. Really happy, somewhere deep inside. I felt, and not for the first time, that THIS was how I wanted my family to be, my house to be. Everything here, at mami's place seems perfect, just as I like it. Not having to worry about money, atleast not about small things, being able to give an impromptu party, being able to buy something when you like it without thinking 5 times. And hopefully, at some point of time, I will reach that too.
Apart from that, coming to my personal life, I am quite falling into the role of a girlfriend which I was in the not too recent past. Its comfortable, without too much stress on my part. This is what I wanted, I needed, a fling, right? Wrong. Whatever happens, he isnt 'him'. I dont love him. But who needs love and all its complications anyway, right? So I will continue with this as long as my conscience allows me to. After that, its goodbye, and perhaps for the best.
So, sitting here, in my sister's clothes (god knows how I managed to fit into that), I am happy, and just that. And even though I know this is temporary, and when I go back to Jaipur things will be mad and hectic again, I am content. After all, I have all I need at the moment. A family, boyfriend, a love, and a lot of friends who love me.
I smile, and for a change, dont feel guilty about it.
Merry Christmas, folks.