So, it has been of utmost glee that today, of rarity broken, a few unknown souls visited my residence. I did acknowledge them previously to the circumstance but this time there were two more of their family, both juvenile students, the elder, has underwent all the torture of the shackles of academia in 10th grade, CBSE that I am weighed down by. As wisdom comes with age, the white tongue of hers was a traditionally conditioned one, with accented dialects escaping her mouth. The younger was a fine lad, his temperament playful and his thought processes very creative. I had joy sharing experiences of front of the imbecile box and was admiring their relationship. How I longed to have an elder male sibling, no one but the God and me silently know. But, just last year, indeed did I rummage around insanely, looking around for one, when I did achieved what I wished was a goal. His name is Ganesh, a tall, ingenious, bright haired, cheerful 25 year old. Sharing affections is a pure act, especially when it is unconditioned. I learned a lot during my presence at his place and following the sequence of events was my learning of giving selfless affections to everyone around me. How beautiful it is! And secretly, every individual is assured of having reflected back his love to anyone. That makes a subtle change in who I was, for I wept at destiny's confinements with fate and its congregated beauty. I look upon that with high reverence. A lesson was learned from my past, which says something.
This picture shares quite a lot with my personality, I'm
