Musing: Home Alone

If you thought being Home Alone is going to be like the movie we all watched as kids, think again. It's not even been a day since my parents went off on their business trip and I've been trying to do only half of what my mother does.

For one, I've completely lost the privilege of having a social life. Once active on Facebook, now I log in once in awhile to drown in notifications. (But thank god for Smart Phones)...at least I'm still connected with the world. In order to tell this tale, let me start from the beginning.



I am a twenty four year old MPhil student who is still struggling to find her thesis topic. In 2012, I adopted a little kitten I had found on my doorstep. Pippo is now almost 2 years old and has his own mood swings. My mother is the only person who can control him when he apparently loses his head. I've been praying that he doesn't get up to his usual mischief during her absence.

So this Home Alone story is about not being so much home alone. Because you see, while Pippo likes to go out into the world every once in awhile - he likes being home too. And he has one ridiculous timetable. He woke me up at 4:45 am today. Me! The girl who has not seen dawn since 2012...I had to get the door for him, so that he could go off into the world for a while.

I woke up again from a disturbed nap around 7 am when the man who drops off the bread rang to the doorbell. I don't know who was more surprised to see whom.

"Where's your mother?" he asked.
"I have no idea," I snapped.
"Mi?"

And there was the little white head with the brown patch, poking his way inside the house. It hit me then that he had followed the baker home. My little protector?

He'd done the same thing the last day my aunt came to visit me and convince to go on a road trip. I couldn't go because Pippo would've been completely alone. (Does NO ONE understand that a cat needs company? Even if it is silent company, with me sitting ten feet away from him, typing away at my computer??) I was quite surprised to see my beloved Pippo, with his head titled to one side, watching me. I wonder who is protecting whom at the moment.

Anyway, Pippo went out of the house again when the maid who cleans the house left. He came back with Hermien Aunty and Salil Dadu around 1 pm, meowing away to glory for his food. Once he was done eating...I had to play with him for awhile. Before long, he was lost in his own sweet cat-world and I was free to go have lunch with my family.

Post lunch I couldn't find him anywhere and I kept calling him. He was finally discovered by my uncle, sitting on top of my mother's blanket, looking at me through his beady black eyes.


When I sent my sister the picture she said she thinks he misses ma. Well hmpf to you, Pippo. It's not easy for any of us to get through the day without mummy. Now that I'm suddenly in one of her shoes, I can understand exactly the amount of work she does throughout the day.

I had brought Pippo into the house but I've done more to help take care of him in two days than I've done in the past years... Well I did help out more when he was little. Because since he was little, I could pick him up and cuddle him. But now I've to keep my ears open in case he wants something...


I can be the girl who writes a novel and gets published at 22,

I can be the girl who smiles happily when she finds her book stacked with others in Office Linc, South City Mall,

I can be the girl who gets to stay up late writing her latest work of fiction,

I can be the girl who wakes up at 11 am with a full stomach, because her mother had woken her and made her eat breakfast at 7 am,

I can be the girl who makes plans without considering anyone else's plans

and I can be the girl who only cooks when she feels like it,

Because I have my mother with me, every step of the way. Taking care of Pippo is just one of the many things she does during the day.

There are so many little things about her which we take completely for granted. We ask her to do things for us, completely disregarding the fact, she does so much without being asked.


And we make faces like this when we don't get our way. All of you bloggers and readers out there, who have the privilege of having a mother, value her and tell her how much you love her. When she's gone for even a few days, you will realize how much you can get done in the day because she's forever making your work easier. 

To those who wonder why some mothers that decide to stay at home, I am guessing they probably chose that because being a mother is a full-time job. 

I am glad mine decided to stay home with me when I was growing up. Now that I'm a lot older, I finally understand - I wouldn't have turned into the person I am today, had my mother left me to the care of nannies and other care givers. 

She's my mother. 
And my pillar of strength. 

P.S. But this does in no way mean I don't like being Home Alone. I do love it. I get a lot of time to myself...I just learn to balance things when I'm alone. Because being by yourself comes with it's own deal - you have to make time for others. 

And for me, that's Pippo. So excuse me for awhile from the blogging world. I've a four-legged kid to take care of for a few days.

Musing: Soul Mates

What is so great about unrequited love?

When I was first introduced to the concept of loving someone, without having even a shred of that love being returned, I was a little taken with that idea. It was not until I played with the dangerous fire of unrequited love that I didn't realize how badly one can get burned from that.

From what I've learned in my own experiences is that people are people, and sometimes they can be really stupid. So when it comes to the matters of the heart, it is better to listen to your inner voice. I don't know if you have one, but I have this nagging voice in my head (which oddly enough sounds like my sister) whenever I know I am making a wrong decision.

But this post isn't about wrong decision. This post is about something I've always believed in. Ever since I was a little girl. This post is about soul mates and happily ever afters.


I always thought my life would unfold like a fairy tale and my prince would come riding in his white horse. It took me quite some to realize I was not happy playing the damsel in distress and I wanted to be my own hero. It doing so, I am pretty sure I've pushed a lot of people away from me. But oh well...if there's anything I've learned in 2013, it is that you cannot be the only one fighting for love. Sometimes you have to let things go. If people are meant to be in your life, they will find a way back. If not, too bad. 

People think life is short. Honestly...life is long. People are too worried about tomorrow, to stop and enjoy today. They're so busy wondering what the end will be like - they miss the point of the middle. While getting married and settling down is definitely a part of life, the best bit about life is definitely finding your soul mate.

Sometimes it takes a frustratingly long time (take a cue from How I Met Your Mother's Ted Mosby) and sometimes they are right under your nose, and you don't seem to realize it. But other times they come into your life when you least expect it. 


One the first day of the new year, Sudeshna asked me, "What is the one thing you want to do before you die?"
It didn't take me even a minute to know what my answer would be, "Meet my soul mate."

Sudeshna is one of those people who doesn't believe in ever afters, soul mates or the concept of forever. How a thoroughly practical person like her became friends with a dreamer like me, is quite beyond my comprehension. But for me...I had only briefly stopped believing in forever. 

The truth is you can make yourself believe whatever you want: that you will die alone or that you are going to live happily ever after. For me, I strongly believe in the latter. 

All I know is, I am going to find my soul mate one day. 


Life is long. So take it one day at a time... It's okay to be on your own. Enjoy this time...chances are, you might not get/want it back when you finally settle down. ^_^

Have a wonderful weekend, people!!! 

Musing: The New Year

So the New Year has finally rolled around, and if I am compare it to last year...it has been off to one amazing start. The memories from last year are so clearly etched on my mind. Sometimes I sit and I wonder how I could be the girl I was last year. Then again, time does heal your wounds and puts you back together in such away, that you begin to realize, what doesn't kill you, certainly makes you stronger.

At least, that's what has happened with me.

2014 is a brand New Year and it means I can get to write the story of my life, any way I want now. So, I am going to start by making my New Year Resolutions:


  1. Write a little every day. Whether it's on my blog, my journal, my notebooks...but I will write something everyday, for sure.
  2. Do at ONE thing each day that makes me happy. That can range from watching television, to reading old books, to marking out favorite quotes. But for half an hour every day, I'm going to be at my place of pure bliss.
  3. Keep my room in order. Only I and the God Lord knows the NUMBER of times I've given my room spring cleans in 2013. So I'll sort through my stuff and get my room in order once and for all.
  4. Get into the habit of writing a daily journal...and not limit the entries to the day's events. I realize now that journals can be used to foster both literary and creative skills.
  5. Exercise more. There's no other way to feel good than being fit and fine...one of the best ways of doing that is to exercise...go for walks, go running, and most of all, wake up in the mornings from a good night's sleep.
  6. Complete the story I began writing in October 2013...of course changes need to be made but, I am sure I will get there well before 2014 comes to an end.
  7. Be calm about turning another year older in September. Life is sweet, and getting older is just another part of growing up.
  8. Finish whatever I decide to start this year. Be it making a scrapbook,  starting a photo journal,  learning another language, falling in love or even tidying up my book shelf.
  9. Learn to cook more things other than cakes and mousse..basically broaden my horizon from just baking. Other food are good too.
  10. Mostly...to just be very happy and make sure 2014 turns out to be way better year than 2013. Because, at the end of the day, that's my New Year Resolution: to be happy. 
2013 was a good year, yes. 
But I want 2014 to be phenomenal....