"Maa nenu Iroju Vizag podam anukuntunaa"....... it was time 9pm and i had just returned home, My mom shocked to hear this at my sudden announcement, but as habituated with my eccentric behavior, slowly asked me.... vizagenaa nijangaa ?? .
"Shhhh!! ...Daddyki chepaku ... actually hampiki andaru sckl friends tho eltunaaa"
"Enthamandi..." .... "6"..... evarevaru.....sampath, ranga, neeraj...praneth." she started to count ..... "aaa aunu maaa .. waale plzzz daddyki chepaku... banglore official visit meeda potuna ani cheptaa.."...." sare nuvvu decide chesnanka inkenti... akada water aithe undadu kada...mundey meeru urike unadru"
"Maaa undavu..." right from my first trip to karamchedu my mom has always been terrified that i might get drowned one day....
So after hurriedly stuffing my bag with some clothes ...i hurried to the bus stop which was just near by.. i also stuffed my formal shoes least i leave any clue behind...that am nt on a official visit
Filled with Anxiety, Fear of something unknown ...these two things have come free with my god damn job!!, i hate my cell phone and internet even after taking a one day leave which was below my legitimate share of holidays something troubled me.....always... i wanted to break freee from all these shackles atleast for these 2 days, i prayed to god that i somehow lose my phone...
After 1 hr everyone of us met, everyone excited except me... the anxious me was still there ...this was not the usual me, we got into the bus, i preferred sitting with abhilash as usually we didnt get time in hyderabad very often, and also because i cud discuss ground realities of the Akbar case right from ground zero.. ie Old city where abhilash happens to live... after the usual leg pulling, the bus started with abhilash explaining to me how he works on a complicated model of transfer of money from one bank to other
"Shhhh!! ...Daddyki chepaku ... actually hampiki andaru sckl friends tho eltunaaa"
"Enthamandi..." .... "6"..... evarevaru.....sampath, ranga, neeraj...praneth." she started to count ..... "aaa aunu maaa .. waale plzzz daddyki chepaku... banglore official visit meeda potuna ani cheptaa.."...." sare nuvvu decide chesnanka inkenti... akada water aithe undadu kada...mundey meeru urike unadru"
"Maaa undavu..." right from my first trip to karamchedu my mom has always been terrified that i might get drowned one day....
So after hurriedly stuffing my bag with some clothes ...i hurried to the bus stop which was just near by.. i also stuffed my formal shoes least i leave any clue behind...that am nt on a official visit
Filled with Anxiety, Fear of something unknown ...these two things have come free with my god damn job!!, i hate my cell phone and internet even after taking a one day leave which was below my legitimate share of holidays something troubled me.....always... i wanted to break freee from all these shackles atleast for these 2 days, i prayed to god that i somehow lose my phone...
After 1 hr everyone of us met, everyone excited except me... the anxious me was still there ...this was not the usual me, we got into the bus, i preferred sitting with abhilash as usually we didnt get time in hyderabad very often, and also because i cud discuss ground realities of the Akbar case right from ground zero.. ie Old city where abhilash happens to live... after the usual leg pulling, the bus started with abhilash explaining to me how he works on a complicated model of transfer of money from one bank to other
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