Something special this time around. Obviously the first one in US but there is more to it. I saw girls carrying flowers, some only one while some many. I guess a simple mathematical concept of ratios. Funnier side was this while couples were hoping on the 'R' with flower and those strange emotions, I was struggling with those heavy bags of groceries for the coming week.
Balaji was as his usual arrogant and self-celebrating. But that day even he felt the pinch. Although I listen to him as much as I do to my Dadi but that for the first time we shared the same pain. Back at a friend's place the mood is sombre. It all started to get to me slowly. Homesick again! This time big time!
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