so yeah... here i am, happy abt m job... loving life with a new fervour, with a new sense of purpose...(no, not exactly... a job is not the reason i live).... and m grandmum says she doesn't like me working.
"hmph", i think.."so wat if u dnt like it??...... i do , so there!!.."
but sadly, im screwed by tradition n by my race. i have to obey her.
in indian families, there is either an alpha male, or female; to lead the other families that spawn from him/her....... and m grandmum is the alpha female. grandad isn't considered to be as much...although i never understood why he isn't.
gmum's like a banyan tree; with a lot of branches, n roots.
i........am a leaf. one tiny leaf.
so i cant work... cause if i do, i knw i can kiss the life i live with my limited freedom goodbye.
sigh... what do i do now? m boss expects my work. ther's a deadline, n he has expectations for wat he's paying me...... but i cant work accordingly.
somebody shoot me.
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