I don’t know whether I want to write this post, but yeah may be. The last two weeks were super stressful. So much shit I was dealing with. Unwanted guests, dad being unwell, stuff at work – between jobs and what not. It was hard. And even when I tried to sit down and code, thinking that would make me feel better, I got bogged down with thoughts. Kingsly, Zainab and I spent a lot of time together than usual. And when I tweeted, I meant that. Kingsly is the island of calmness. His words are selected out of the best. It’s been a blessing to have him around. We would talk about everything, let alone bitching about relatives :P
Zainab was desperately trying to realize the fact that her PhD is delayed and she’s now working hard to put together The Fifth Elephant. And I realized that when she’s not able to write, she gets super stressed. When we are together, we are like kids. Heh. <clicks>
(/me can hear Z saying “I see” :P)
I went home without knowing when I could return. Dad was diagnosed for Retinal Occlusion. That was hard. And I learned that he’s going to be subjected to 4 weeks of laser treatment. I had no choice other than to go home and be with them, I guess they were quite relieved.
While telling this whole story to Francesca, I was like “I don’t want to deal with so many stuff at the same time”. I was also missing RootConf. Parag and Anu were also not around and I could see Nigel slightly freaking out, I felt really bad that I won’t be around.
Francesca said just this – “It’s called growing up, young man! ”