Monday, November 12, 2007


Its 1.27 AM on a cold Tuesday morning.
You are alone in the lab.
You think yourself a nice person albeit blessed with a knack for annoying people sometimes.
You think you are extremely protective about the ones you love. You are also a rather fierce feminist. An aspiring scientist. You believe you have the five best men in America as your friends. They're your family you think. (Until someone asks "What family?") There is a lone man in India somewhere asking you why you haven't had dinner and that its going to give you ulcers.
Your mother wants to know why you haven't had the time to call home and that stirs some guilt. You ask if appa has gone to work. There is a smile in her voice when she relates what she made him for breakfast before he left. You sigh at the thought of a warm cozy home but tell her nothing.
Its 1.48 now.
None of your five best man have asked you where you are and why the hell aren't you home yet.
Now what does that say about all what you thought about yourself?
Get back to me in twenty two years and 357 days and I might have an answer.

1 comment:

lamp said...

thought I lost track of your Blog,
well men remain.... best , when they are supposed to, or they are ought to.

Parents, soulmate, children,
are we fooling ourselves??
who will be there for us??
maybe totally strangers
Is there enough inside, that will hold the tears, and twitch those cheeky muscles called smiling thro the heartburn

take Care, you are not far away from home nor family, God bless