Maroon-red cotton saree; perfect aramandhi and natyarambe; eyes, hands and feet moving in such perfect unison I felt transported to another plane of life – that was what i dreamed of last night.

The fear of losing someone I love dearly is the reason I have not been sleeping well for the past two weeks.

Working around the clock is what I have been doing to decrease my free time.  Less free time = Less time to fret over things I have no control over.  Wanting to tear off my hair at the end of each day is a whole other issue.

A close-to-one-year old kid bursting into my room with a cheeky grin to give me a hug  was what made me smile just now.


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