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mulling over ...so random !

Savoring the sunrise , waiting for an early morning flight , with a cup of coffee it was an ideal time to mull over, reflect and retrospect ! Leaving home and city is something I look at with mixed feelings now - I look forward to the solo time , the distance ( hoping always that it will make the heart grow fonder) but  also worry about Baba , who is  deteriorating health-wise and missed meeting Chibu and savoring that yahoo moment of clearing his first placement experience - getting there in a rat race of 900 ! Well it's only just begun for him ! The sunrise in many ways was symbolic - a new beginning , the end of the night , whatever ! Loved the way Abhishikta commented " chele tomar layek hoye gelo!" way to go :) !
Well time for me to bask in the reflected glory - feel sentimental the way Baba hugged me goodbye....
Watch the Twilight series that I am never allowed to see back home and read poetry  .....

[Recollect the Face of me]

Remember me as an
elephant figurine, 
chipped trunk, one ear, 
or a tailless squirrel
languishing in dust. 
Let me be that 
ever vexing, ever present something, 
cast away, retrieved. 

Today I will be a porcelain
table for a one-legged doll, 
her black sculpted hair scratched, 
eyes fixed ahead. 

For you I festoon
a spread of china bits, tea
cups, plastic fish. 
Every detail of our life
observed in miniature—there is your 
folded napkin, your 
match and cigarette, 
elegant, elegant. 
Rebecca Hazelton

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