May Be...
November will be over in next few days. Rains still holding their fort with drizzles here & there. Rajnikant SMSs are doing the rounds and I am still getting late to office. Today the nation remembers ‘another’ dreadful day we gone through 2 years before in Mumbai & that crook is still getting fed in our jail. Today, one of my current company’s most ambitious and fast growing business format completes 3 years as well. Even it tops in attrition amongst the other divisions, all a part & parcel of the business. Today, also the shraadh of my grandfather. A great principled man, who ‘lived’. After repeated denials by my father regarding my ambitious business projects (I go with a new proposal & a concept, each time I go home), I decided to concentrate fully on the job front. Still that longing for home kills me inside even when I (almost) get raped inside a local train almost every morning or eat that crappy sandwich in the lunch. Home’s home, come what may. My friend lost