Again the same ranting… was very very busy… was not this busy when I was in UK. Yesterday I returned from work at 6.30 in the morning… It was like 20 hrs at work… Had few backlogs so had to clear them and one of the major reason why I was working so late was because dumbo always tells me how less she sleeps and till how long she studies, blah blah… So wanted to prove a point (to self who else) that I can too and I did it… Came home slept for 4 hrs and back on my feet and back to work… For the last few days have been getting very very less hours to rest and relax but have got absolutely no free time… have 3 novels to complete – “the new age of innovation” by CK Prahalad and MS Krishnan, “One Hundred Years of Solitude” by Gabriel García Márquez and “A thousand Splendid Suns” by Khaled Hosseini… but they all have been lying idle on my table or in my bag for a while
Initially thought if I stayed busy, will think less about her but no she is always there… consciously or unconsciously she is still the reason and inspiration behind all my action and decisions… Just a thought of her brings a smile to my face… Guess it should make me sad, depressed but no she still makes me smile… Just want to say – She has made my life beautiful… Just want to thank her for everything… (May not be able to say her these words again) but what the fuck… just wish her all the happiness in life… and can’t I be the reason for those happiness… :-( …
