amma asked to see my latest mehendi design on the video call and for once it was not followed by a question about studying. i held my hand near the camera and she called another nurse over to look, which was embarrassing and also very nice. then the connection froze with my face looking stupid and naturally that is what i got annoyed about. after the call i kept checking the design, which i had thought was only okay before. i wanted to send her a proper photo but it felt like asking for the compliment again. sent it anyway with the price i charged, as if she urgently needed the business details. mood 8/10, photo face 2/10

the physics boy asked why my shop notebook has such neat accounts but my college bag is a complete crime scene. fair question actually. in the notebook every amount has a place and if it does not match i know something is missing. in the bag there are three different subjects, somebody's seminar printout and a bus ticket i apparently considered important. i tried making sections tonight and found a coaching worksheet i had accused my brother of taking. did i apologise, yes, did he make it extremely irritating, also yes. now the worksheet is on my table but i have spent forty minutes arranging things instead of solving the first question

ammachi oiled my hair while i sat on the floor and complained that she was pulling, but actually after the first few minutes i stopped moving only. her fingers were warm and the back of my neck relaxed so much i nearly put my head on her knee like a small child. then she found a knot and the peace was over 😭 i am always looking at how much hair comes out in the comb, today i noticed how heavy it feels when she has finished, all one thick braid against my back. got up too fast and one foot was asleep because i had folded it under me. walked to the kitchen like somebody's ninety-year-old aunt, very glamorous sunday treatment