How I wished a shoulder for my tears...

Its my turn to write randomly and lets decide and see where I end up going. This is a new discovery. Who knew I would be once sitting alone in a house in the gullies of "US of A", on the otherside of the globe... looking at the blurred emptyiness as if some major gold was stuck and realization was dawned.

It was a lonely morning, work was monotonous and emotions were running high. It was my last day with them. Didnt want to leave the house and its people... was rather attached. Tears trickled, followed by a triffled sob. Couldnt stop it at that, indeed sheer helpness.. was crying like a baby. How I wished someone entered the house, someone I could talk to and hear from, but just found walls. Missed my family, missed parents... Tried reaching out to friends, but being the usual heavy weekday morning, landed up crying alone.

100 steps away or 100 miles... its rare to be someone's shoulder... dont miss on that! The stupid race between taste & hunger... we keep gobbling food out of taste to find out we arent hungry. When actually hungry, any food is tasty but alas, the fridge is empty :)