I miss "good morning jai sai ram bua"
I miss "huggy paari"
I miss "Chikkal Patata"
I miss "bua, aap tya tar rake ho"
I miss "buddhu banaya bara maza aayyyyyaaaaaa"
I miss my babies.
But I shall not cry for them or pine for them, coz if I break down, everyone else shall too. I shall be the rough, unfeeling one. Better be known as that than to have everyone in the house wail.
God, give me strength.
About Me
- ShaluBhuchar
- From being a really busy street with the cacophony of thoughts crashing into each other to deathly silence…from words that gushed to a startled ripple when a thought landed…from simple to profound to nothing to struggle to simple…such has been my journey with writing in these last few years. Saw death at close quarters, heard many lies, opened up like a flower only to clam shut like an oyster…all reflected in my out-pourings...
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