We were in Kualalampur. It was a much
deserved outing for my family considering dad had been too busy for the past
two years to take us out even for a weekend. After landing I realized my phone
wouldn’t be working for some technical error even though I had got roaming activated.
The first thought that crossed my mind was of Vivek. How will I know of his
wellbeing? I hope he reaches on time tomorrow for his interview; I hope he
carries all his documents, I wish he does his best there; I wish him all the
happiness in the world. As we checked in the hotel I again tried calling him.
Failed attempt. As we sat down to dine and ordered for Thai food, I remembered
how crazy Vivek was for Thai rice and soup. His mom has gone to Cuttack. I
wondered if he would get proper food to eat. Suddenly I was worried for he was
prone to food poisoning on eating out. As we drove back to the Hotel, mom
called out for us to see the twin towers that we were crossing. I looked at Dimpy and Monu. They
already had their necks out. They found it amazing and here I was not even
interested to view it, my mind still processing Vivek’s thoughts. For a moment
I did wonder what was wrong with me, but then I was too tired to use my brain
any more.
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