Bangalore and back...

Entered the room after living a two day life i am not quite familiar with. But nothing had changed. Made me wonder for a while what length of absence would it require for the cylinder of void from which i lift my deo bottle out to dissappear, what force of time will it take rub my name of my table where i had engraved it with an idle mind!

i had no idea... in a way i was happy that i had come back for it felt warm and secure. but then it was not all that i felt. i had carved for the freedom and that is what i had got. yes it came with the added luggage of warnings, thoughts, jealousy, tears n smiles. but i must say that in the end it was worth ever bit starting from the first smile to the last tear! every bit...

the 34 hours that i spent with a soul i dearly loved seemed so less. No doubt that parents are so possessive of their children and dont want them drifting away. a staircase which i dont know if i will ever see again... the moments spent on it! the sweet talk! miss it every bit...
Wake up and walk on the roads infested by dog to have breakfast...
Go to the Udupi hotel where it was difficult to understand if it was Hyderabad or Bangalore...
Listen to Angel and her friends chat away about there day ahead...
I so want to go out and have a glass of that sweet sugarcane...
Walk on the footpath as the warm sun beat down on my back...
Smile as i see the orange color of the now familiar building...
Look at the gait of my child as she jumps and bounces in front of me...
I know i shouldn't but Kiddo thanks for being there for me... Love you...