The Moment Continued

Like I believe that meeting your dear manager is a new task everyday …there are questions, variation, swings dancing in the first glance she gives you or something in the pace when you step out of the office bus together…and ‘work’ has nothing to do with it-not on the forefront. Also, I realized that first glance dictates the mood of the day. Her glance was skeptic with some reserve today…I get this reaction from people when I do something out of sorts and if it-is me- in- relation- to- them frame. Well right now it was still the first glanceJ
Talked to her but even that did not have the usual reaction of instant rapport. And after a few hours of reworking the general weather I still seem to have not gotten too far.

Transposed

Location: My terrace
OK remove the ‘my’….landlady’s terrace we have taken on rent and use like ours.
It’s a ladies party there…I am the eldest, rest are still working for their graduation degree …and I already know the latest gossip about my to-be- teacher who visits their faculty in Stephens very often

Moonlight and glasses

Yester noon
Had come back tired to find that fruits I was planning to munch on r eaten…go upstairs and someone is wearing my shoes and jumping like a jack-skipping rope to be more precise

Back in time

I‘d told NE that I could not eat non-veg. She cooked and I got my stuff … eating together…this is our food she said sharing. Had fish n rice…with delight of sharing a meal…me


Now

Right now one of the finest moments of ‘flowing’


And in this state

I think that at times my unconscious is laid bare…not only to me but also to others- DAMN GOOD(that’s an oxymoron ain’t it…)