Past three days since I came back have been a bit of a daze: I slipped and fell on the bathroom floor yesterday, too weak coz I almost skipped food for the last 48 hours altogether.
Took the mag's number from Dhananjay, also have an appointment fixed with Sudhir on Wednesday.
A different city, a different life. And what have I become but a sucker for experience? New sights and smells and touches and tastes.....and things we said.
Tutu called me, said she wants to talk to me about a lot of things. Was busy on the page: couldn't talk to her.
There's an old D-for Brother tune that's racing across my mind, donno why: it's called I'll Always Be With You. It's like a lullaby, you know, caresses you to sleep. I miss my room and my bed in Kolkata.
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