As i pushed my way into the overflowing blue-line bus, a question popped up in my head-"why? why? why? Why are you doing this to yourself?". instantaneously came the answer- "because I'm afraid of the 'A'."
i spent the next 30 minutes of the life threatening bus ride musing over the fact that how scared i was of the first letter of the English alphabets. an excess of its presence in the attendance sheets had caused a letter to be sent at my local guardian's place. which was followed by frantic calls from my parents and then followed a string of explanations. thats the power of the 'A'. and all this while i knew it as just the first letter of my name.
its this letter which has changed my sleeping pattern. my cousin no longer shouts in my ears in the morning. suddenly i can hear my alarm clock's rings and the ruthless winter can no longer bring a rush of self pity.
it's really amazing when i think of it...
are you afraid of the 'A'? i am!
