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LIFE LATELY | CONCERTS, FOOD AND WANDERLUST


Hey guys!

How is the universe at your end? Things have been quietly brewing here and Freddie has been bringing a ton of joy and hair-pulling into our world. He is 2 and a half months old now and every bit a naughty teenager. Tell him not to chew on something, and he would go right at it! But the excitement with which he greets you every time and the love with which he curls up on your lap makes up for everything. So far, this little nugget has learned how to sit and say hi. Adorable much?


I have had so many late nights these past few days that my brain is now accustomed to functioning only at midnight. Not good. Trying to find ways to get up early and sleep early. I can so hear everyone in my family snicker at me while reading this. I'll get to it guys!


We went to see Alt J! Granted I am not familiar with every song on their list, but boy were they awesome. However, I soon realised, being short does absolutely nothing for you with regards to a concert. Smelling everyone's armpits and craning your neck at an awful angle is really the highlight of things. Any solutions?


This weekend was the most eventful weekend we have had in a while. We went to see a lovely play that a friend was acting in and indulged in a bucket-full of laughs. This, followed by chicken risotto and truffle cake at Big Chill was just too good to be true. I don't think I'll try anything on their menu ever again. This might just be my staple order!


AND. In crazy awesome news.
We are planning a getaway soon. I say planning, but I really mean we have booked. After three days of midnight cleartrip, makemytrip and yatra.com surfing, (read: the reason for countless late nights above) we managed to book a trip to Mcleodganj, Dharamsala! I am beyond excited!!! Any tips or recommendations?

See you soon!
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