He looked at her in a surveying manner, like perhaps he was talking to her in his mind and she was reacting to what he was saying and he didn’t need to really say it out loud to watch how the conversation would unfold. He turned to his pregnant wife then and watched her as she popped yet another chewy strawberry flavoured acidity tablet in her mouth and munched on it furiously while also in a deep conversation with one of her girlfriends next to her about whether or not baby girls can be seen wearing blue. He stroked her cheek endearingly and she acknowledged it by patting his knee, still too deep in a discussion about blues and pinks to tear her eyes away from her friend.
He turned back to Kay then and assessed her some more.
“I think your New Year resolution should be to have an open mind.”
N, who was watching, stifled a guffaw and upon an amused stare from Kay explained the rude noise;
“Its’ not about having an open mind- its about deciding what you want and stop waiting around for it to walk into your life. You need to get out there and make an effort- who do you hang out with anyway these days? Its certainly not us, we hardly see you.”
Kay winced at that. She had lost touch with a few good friends that year because she had been too caught up with work to make it to a number of plans. The fact was that since she returned to Karachi from New York, she had had her blinders on and work was all she did. A plan made two months before she got on that plane- to be so swamped with commitments and projects that she wouldn’t miss her life in New York once she was back in Karachi. In retrospect, 3 full time careers and one-year later- her plan had worked. Perhaps too well.