I cannot be a brilliant person. I have done so many mistakes in my life to be branded brilliant.
Time to reflect on life. Almost 44 years to reflect on. Suddenly realised that I have spent more years outside India. How could that be? How could so many years pass by without being noticed? How could I lose so many close to my heart. My son, mom, both sisters!
Want to have drink. At 12 noon you idiot? What about people you love who cannot have drink to bury their sorrows at high noon? What will they do? They swallow their pain and get on with life.