ब्लैक - बैंचर

I have been stationed at my hometown with the entire family for past couple of months now. Never had I ever imagined that I will get to live with family for a prolonged period such as this. Nor had I imagined that I will fit in without grinds and chings.           The last I remember of living with my family was 14 years ago. I had just completed Class Xth exams and was about to dive headfirst into a world of joy. The huge summer months stretched before me along with a plethora of hormones to wreak havoc upon my world. The dry, harsh winds seemed pure bliss and I had my steady steed, a gleaming blue 'Hercules Y-series' bicycle (codenamed "Mercedes"), well-oiled to concur the horizon. The cellphone had not disrupted lives yet and I adored riding Mercedes to the lake across town.

    For past few months now,  I have surprised myself. Not only have I managed to give up one of the very few great habits, the crassness and smooth slide into lethargy have been impressive & consistent. They say a well-rounded gut is a sign of a happy man. My happiness seems to be growing in leaps and bounds of late. You know you have come of age in life when little kids on the street ask you the time by deliberately calling you "Uncle".  And I go on to tell them the wrong time, because sadistic pleasures are rare.