a closure and a new beginning

        Could not sleep yesterday, spent the night making list of things I need to do and it goes like this:

-   Need to visit the airport terminal no 1 and 3 to have a look at the seating there. Also to observe what happens, how people interact etc

-   Need to read more about suburbs in US… how do I do that?? May be ask certain Mr. J? Or better Ms. P or Ms. S?

-   If you are travelling ( pretty far for pretty long), would you make love to your wife/ hubby on the night before leaving? Who could answer that??

-   Should I get more sticky pads? More colour, more fun! Right?

-   Need to know more about inter-racial love marriages

… all this to write the alternative version of the chapter 1 for ‘The Book’. By the time I was done and over with over thinking about the list it was 3 am. So I have practically slept for less than four hours… they say you can live with three hours sleep, so I should be fine. And there is always my double dose of coffee mixed with green tea…

And guess what, my dear readers ( if there are any out there… HELLOWWWW!! BIG WET CAFFEINE DRENCHED KISSES) I met an old friend in a mall while browsing for shoes, after almost 5 years… At first I wished that I hadn’t because you see I have got a past, very topsy turvy lowest point of my life past, and she is a part of it. So, I cringe every time I meet someone who reminds me of that certain someone..

But at the end of the day, actually I spent the night at her place ( her hubby had to sleep on the sofa for the night ), I felt pretty happy that I met her. We talked about what happened, and I got to know more of the other side of story. She used to work with 'that' certain someone here and she knows the accounts of his actions and we matched our information ( mine had sort of hit me now and then out of nowhere like phantom bullets in course of the first year I arrived in 'D' town and never from the mouth of the perpetator).  

This led into a better understanding of myself and where I stand, and I stand in pretty solid ground now, than then. I thank god that I met this lady, she was the one who taught me the importance of smile then, she showed me the importance of self love now. I am so very thankful for the fact that we crossed path again..

I got my much need closure that night. And I cried my last tears for something that had died way way back… three years, is a lifetime sometimes..

The Warrior Poetess