And the days go by..

.. 'whiz past' might be a better phrase at this point of time.

Yup. The wedding is approaching, and everyday there seem to be several new additions to my to-do list. As if that were insufficient, I have several types of to-do lists now. We (For the record - I am not being pompous and referring to myself in the third person) are graduating from 'to-do lists' to 'to-do books' at quite an alarming rate.

In the midst of all this madness, there is the usual desire to go back to being a kid. What is it about responsibility and charge that makes you want it; and then makes you want to give it up the minute you are handed some?

I want to go back to being 5. I miss the days when I could do what I wanted to (not counting homework, that is); the days when I was so pampered and did not have a care in the world. The bliss of amma supplying everything without me having to move a muscle. The choice of napping in the noon - if my older self had seen my younger self throw tantrums and refuse to nap in the noons, the OS would have kicked the YS fairly hard, I think. It's a good thing we don't have the option of time travel - yet.

Well, I guess childhood is something most of us want to go back to, but it is on the eve of a wedding that full meaning of responsibility hits you. To be responsible for a household, a family, passing on values, traditions, ethics is quite intimidating.

Anyway, I guess there's nothing to do but wait and watch. And needless to say, deal with the to-do lists. :)

PS: If any of the aforementioned sentences sound garbled, it is because I'm typing this out after a long, hard and super-taxing day at work.

PPS: My passport application was verified on Sunday. There is a God.