That Monday after a week of holiday

on
Stupor.

Mails.

Heat that peels the skin.

Cold coffee with heavy cream.

Lunch at desk.

Catching up. With work. With colleagues.

With their stories of cats who get stranded on roofs.

Thought: Meaning is momentary.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Thank God!! You are back and safe. I was worried since your last post.
12:06 AM
Anonymous said…
Welcome back Mukta:) Kept us all worried.

-Rashmi
2:04 PM
Mukta Raut said…
Oh hey! Thanks so much! No, no...i was fine. just hadn't bargained on the weather being so dry so way too much dehydration. Thanks so much for the messages, though. :-))
3:22 PM
Anonymous said…
Chalo.. Ghar to wapas aa gaye. You should have taken neat water.. instead of cocktails
7:28 PM
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