Do you also have this sulking feeling that time is running out? I’m at my hometown in Kolkata right now and in the past few days, I’ve been visiting a few places that were integral to my childhood, my school, the park where we used to play almost every day, meeting people whom I’ve known almost since the time I stepped outside the 4 walls of my home for the first time, reminiscing the little things that used to give me joy, when we used to remember each others’ phone numbers by heart and would simply call other each to say, “Monopoly in 5 minutes at my place?”
Why can't I just be a cog in the machine?
Why can't I just be a cog in the machine?
Why can't I just be a cog in the machine?
Do you also have this sulking feeling that time is running out? I’m at my hometown in Kolkata right now and in the past few days, I’ve been visiting a few places that were integral to my childhood, my school, the park where we used to play almost every day, meeting people whom I’ve known almost since the time I stepped outside the 4 walls of my home for the first time, reminiscing the little things that used to give me joy, when we used to remember each others’ phone numbers by heart and would simply call other each to say, “Monopoly in 5 minutes at my place?”