One more day down!! Now just 19 mode days remain… The action item for yesterday was successfully done. I was able to untangle the complex network of nuts and bolts in my coat. With that, my coat has been successfully disintegrated into eight smaller units. Kuddos son!!! This dismantling helped me resolve two issues – one, it makes my shifting a lot more easier; and second, I don’t need to call a “Movers & packers” any more. Guess I would have saved at least 1000 bucks with this. It has its disadvantage as well; what if I am not able to assemble the coat back? What if I just forget the network topology of the coat interconnected by that complicated sequence of nuts and bolts? They will remain in my place as an epitome of my ineptness. Even though I put a brave face, deep inside I am really worried of such a scenario. That damn coat had cost me 5000 Rupees. The last thing I want to see is my Rs. 5000 coat becoming a cluster of wooden and iron junk.

Now that one of the biggest hurdles in the shifting business is crossed, I started packing up my bags. Then came the next problem. I was running out of bags. The unscrupulous shopping that I did meant that the bags that I had were not sufficient in itself. More plastic bags came in to take care of this issue. And at this point of time, almost half of my stuff has gone into some bag or the other. Another aspect of packing in these kind of situation is that you retrieve a whole lot of things that were considered lost over a period of time. The messy person that I am meant that I would be loosing a whole lot of things in any given period of time. When you loose them, you search for them for some time, and then you accept it yourself that its gone out of reckoning. And then when you start packing, out of the blue you get to see those things. Hurray!!! The lost ones are back!!! The ardent Christian believer that my mom is, she would always ask me to pray to St. Antony when you loose something in order to retrieve it. According to her, St. Antony is the saint capable of doing this. I tried this a few occasions; and got the stuff as well. But then, the frequency of my prayers to St. Antony increased, and he decided to teach me a lesson. Hence those retrieval acts became far and few; and invariably happens during the packing up phase… I have asked for a tempo in the evening to shift my entire stuff in the evening. That would be one heck of a job; all be it that it’s a lot more easier with the coat dismantled.

When you have lots of things on your plate that needs to be done in so little time, invariably lots of things go wrong. And then its just a case of looking at how efficiently you can rectify those problems. In that entire debugging of the nuts-n-bolts network, I had to skip a date with my girl. Let us call her Amms!!! Amms is going to Kerala tonight for the big betrothal weekend. I am supposed to go tomorrow. So it was planned that we will have one final date before the official “engagement” kicks in – the last date of a bachelor and a spinster who has decided to live together for the rest of their lives. After the weekend, both of us are officially “committed”; though unofficially we were “committed” for almost two months now – ever since the families decided to tie both of us together. In all the rumble and mumble of shifting, I proposed to cancel the date. Amms was furious to say the least… She was justified in her anger as well – after all this was supposedly our last date as a bachelor and a spinster. Only a fool like me would do stuff like this… All my persuasion skills went no where in front of her anger. And the level of her furiousness is bound to explode when she reads this blog. I know for sure that my girl does follow my blog every once in a while. Son, you are in one big soup!!!

This evening is going to be hectic – driven by two activities – pacifying my Amms and shifting my place. Both of them are going to be extremely tiresome. Let me see how far I can take this through…