The meaning of love changed as bindu was growing, from liking things around to liking a person. Today, she has grown up to make her own decision, that's how she grew up. For some reason abhi, my younger son wasn't like her, unsure of what he wants. Bindu said everything but abhi like a typical guy hid things from me, not that I was ignorant of his actions outside.
Everyone knew that I always wanted a girl and God blessed me with one, and Puri wanted a boy (thank God, you heard hers too... :D) . I have never seen Puri in irritating mood all these years, I always wondered how is that possible for a school teacher. But I'm little short-tempered having mood-swings, Puri never complained about it. My habit of hiding things has gone when Puri entered my life, I always thought that no one in this world would understand me but Puri proved me wrong. Even though I left smoking long ago, I still have an itch for an occasional fag which I fulfill in the restroom. And Puri makes me feel guilty by spraying air freshener in the restroom.
Bindu is leaving to US for further studies today. Her flight is at 8PM and the house was buzzing with guests who have come to give her a send off. I was sitting in her room looking into her album...
... to be continued
