2 Moves and a Wedding On 10 th December I felt as if I had lost so much. It turns out that I gained so much more than any thankless job could have ever given me. The last 2 months have been full of paradoxes – broken up into 3 parts. SHIFTING Once my parents came back into town, loaded with curtains (purple for my room!) and light fittings for our lovely new house, I threw myself fully into the preparations. The crazy days began. Days filled with discussions about bathroom lights, towel rods, dining table tops, shoe-rack purchases. Every alternate day we visited the construction site – to keep a tab on the progress so as to ensure the builder sticks to his very tight deadline for delivering the house – a week before the wedding. We climbed 10 flights of stairs and spent hours supervising the work, till the point where we began to feel like we should be paid for doing the site engineers’ work. After the workers took off for lunch, we would harass the site supervisor, tr
"A dawn to end all nights, that's all we hoped it was"