I have always been sort of a Chick magnate. Twenty three suicides were reported on the day I got married but several NGOs put the unofficial number at anything between 4000 and 10K (if you include damsels who took an oath of chastity on that day).  I have significantly tuned down my charms since marriage (so as not to offend the Love of my life) but childhood love is hard to forget. So, the chick which left indelible impressions of love on my being when I was all but two, returned to claim back her love. And return did she with vengeance and has filled my face, back and arms with love bites. The wifey thinks it is chickenpox but she doesn’t know my history with the fairer sex. If I go to office with all these love bites, it will cause a scandal. So, I have taken a seven day leave from work and am spending some quality time with my childhood crush.

This is perhaps the first time since I joined the corporate prison that I have seven days of contiguous peace where I am not supposed to go to the mall or the hills with the ‘baby’ and the baby. On day 1, I thought maybe this time in seclusion will lead me to life changing  revelations, make me appreciate what I have, make me a better person (though being already perfect, I don’t know how that can happen). I will pen down a book titled ‘The Stud who overcame CP and attained Nirvana’  (mom says the word should not be spoken. Lord Voldemort has some competition). And after binge watching Amazon Prime, Set Max and IPL for three days,  having  learnt each and every dialogue of the movie ‘Suryavansham’ by heart and being madly in love with Gal Godot, I can proudly say, Nirvana is just around the corner now.

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J