I thought I would never write again. After the persistent efforts of my two ardent fans (! ;) ), I felt I should drop in a line or two to clarify my position. Well seriously speaking, during the time I was quiet I used to consider so many times whether to resume writing or not. There are a lot of unfinished drafts also (which I have not opened even once after I finished writing them). Sometimes I used to feel there was nothing that inspired me any longer and at other times plain lazy. Kudos to people like radu and sugee who still are regular.

Right now Iam listening to a very poignant song sung by one of my favorite singers; reminds me of home sigh....Brings back memories of me getting up to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixed with incense, with some sloka running in the background. Either Appa/Amma would have the newspaper and I would plead with them to get the crossword page. Usually I ended up leaving that page alone on the dining table fluttering in the fan breeze, that would later on elicit a rebuke from Amma (the stickler for perfection that she is). I would end it with a kiss on her cheek :) Now that Iam so far away from home, I realised how much of my mom's genes I have inherited, on the organisation front, that sometimes irritates others (like it used to irritate me back home ;))

Well I have to run now to rearrange my table. Its a mess. I cant find the things even I placed on it. Iam not going to advertise that I have comeback. Let me see how long it takes before the first comment pops up !!!!