travelling mrs jammie.

tomorrow i go on my first work trip since i got married almost 8 weeks ago.
although it's only 2.5 days long and a hop skip and jump to isloo and peshawar and back, i am already missing k. and i havent even left yet.

oh god. does this mean im finally a couple????

Just my cuppa.

settling in a new home has everything to do with finally making that right cup of tea.

auto-drive home.

starting my aerobics classes again rubbed the newness of feeling married quite a bit. the old familiar routine suddenly made me feel not like the bride i'd evolved happily into and more like the everyday person ive always been. of course it all got undone a moment later as i nearly got to my mothers house before realized that i dont live there anymore.

suddenly i was a shiny new bride again.

zzzz

the best, most satisfying peaceful nap is still the one you manage to catch in your mommy's room on a random visit home.

memories of an island hop.

once upon a time we went to a magic island.

the best deal

a friend, babz, once mentioned to me that falling in love, being head over heels in love, going out, seriously going out, living with someone or any one of the other kind of these things we do to ourselves over our teens and twenties might be fun and fulfilling when we dont know better but they all fall flat in the face of good marriage. Having married someone he obviously loves very much, he told us then that marriage is the best, the security of love that comes out of two good people coming together, who genuinely want a shot at making the best of life.

the words struck me then and these days they occasionally echo in my head, and i wonder if all the relationships i had in the past are now rendered useless just because i have found the person i want to spend the rest of my life with. didnt those connections, as temporary or as permanent as they may have been then make me who i am today? doesnt that wealth of experience contribute to making sure that today, i am who i am and in the larger schemem of things had all those things not happened to make me who i am...then i wouldnt have been with k today. so in effect all those experiences become more precious, changing shape, altering but always remaining a part of my integral makeup.

the itch.

It has been almost a month since I got married and about 7 weeks since wedding thoughts, feeling and happenings officially took over my entire life, not leaving space for any normal conversation or existence. all my friends, family and I would talk about was wedding related stuff. dances, clothes, changes, make up, finances, spats, emotions...everything was related to the huge thing about to happen in my life.
The days leading up were packed and crazy...The actual days a happy happy blur of colour and organziation and pictures and smiles and tears and then the post wedding stupor finally hit as everyone crawled back to what was once their own life. I flew off to the honeymoon, another technique devided by society to make sure the bride stays sedated on happiness enough to not realize that from now on, everything will be different.
I have been back from my moon for almost a week and the world has started beckoning. as much fun and bliss (allah ka shukar) it has been, I now feel the familiar urge to step out into what was my past life and explore. To see whats happening in my design world. To argue...to talk..to design. To be creative. And as Monday beckons slowly, I'm scared and excited to equal degrees as I step out of the bride bubble and walk back into work mode.

married.

you know you have been truly married off when you go back "home" and find one sister migrated happily to your room, the other walking around in clothes you had not yet shifted and your cat lounging around in your room, which was previously a strict no-go zone.

never landing.

landed yet? back on earth jammie?

back on earth, houston, but no signs of having landed yet.
armed with well-intended advice from many a married woman who hated coming back to reality after their honeymoons, i had my teeth clenched waiting for the draft of cold air to hit me, as the plane landed at jinnah international and signaled the end of my married bliss. but three days in the landing, and im happy to report to the world out there in general that, despite the bumpy arrival, the bubble has stayed intact and im still skimming the skies. coming back home in fact has been something of an excitement as well, because im still "newly married" and "special" and still giddy from all the whirling changes that have engulfed my life. a high that, on any possible level and in whatever possible percentages im going to work to maintain for as long as we both shall live.

*shh*

*even us trigger happy people are stop clicking when confronted with the sheer wowness of what God has created- turquoise waters, blue skies and absolute serenity within.*

blogging from the 'moon.

how could you blog on your honeymoon??
you're online from malaysia??
whats wrong with you??

i have had randoms and friends alike express extreme disbelief at the fact that i have actually been online from malaysia. for some insane reason, its apparently supposed to be that once you are on your honeymoon you should not want to be in touch with the real world at all. all that should exist is the happy bubble you are floating in. well. shoot me for being a bad honeymooner then, because as amazing a time as k and i are having being with just each other, my 10-15 minutes of blogging and online hello's with the outside world have kept a interesting perspective on life. it makes me appreciate this get-away even more and makes me realize how lucky i am to have even gotten this time alone with him. talking to friends, writing in here has been my way of stepping back from the blurring kaleidoscope of changes of the past few weeks and it gives me a wonderful sense of achievement to be able to be here with him, and yet still feel like i havent floated away completely. this is jammie signing out from cloud 9, malaysia.

recipe for the perfect honeymoon

add "no expectation" to lots of love.

you'd be surprised.

Honeymoon Flying.

on your honeymoon, always take the night flight. in addition to being extremely romantic and very cozy, its also extremely cozy and very romantic.

on travelling.

ive always loved travelling, alone or with friends. travelling after marriage is a great way to get to know the perosn on another level. you learn so much about someone by simply moving around with them. the way they handle situations. the way they deal with money, tiny crises that prop up and very importantly how often they reach for your hand while just casually strolling along.