Why I am so domesticated?
Why don't I do crazy hours these days?
Why do I work so hard at work and come home all spent out?
Man, the measure of all things, speaks here through my mouth and narrates in my own language that which my eyes have seen.
Why I am so domesticated?
Why don't I do crazy hours these days?
Why do I work so hard at work and come home all spent out?
The Pondy beach front on a Sunday morning is awesome. Without any care in thw world, you've got to go there to soak in the ambience. It is comforting to know, that 10 km away from you in the sea, there is a place , from where all your pressures and worries seem frivolous.
And you, have time and again oscillated between the above two unacceptables. Needless to say, I am not pleased.
Don't get me wrong, I am not infallible. I may be wrong, but for some strange reason, I don't hope I am wrong.
It's high time that I officially declared all my good intentions towards you, withdrawn.