You..

Here I am on my bed. Bums firmly pressed against the mattress. Slight
foot ache reminding me of how big my college is.

Folks watching TV in the other room. Sister doing her homework on the
computer. Babu Mann singing in from the speakers, forcing the
"punjabi" in me to smile.

In between all these things. Lies a confused mind. A stupid heart.
Lots of questions. Lots of confusion.

Its all out there. Yes. Out there in that ruthless little world. Your
freedom. Your enlightment.

Here at home I'm a part of my family. Out there , I am "me".

The happiest times of my life are when all my folks go out somewhere.
Leaving me alone at home. I peacefully make my own coffee with my
darling Norah Jones singing out to me. Its just me, me and myself.
Erm..and also my sugar bun, Norah..

"You" are your own best friend. All the answers are within "You".

Get outta your comfy homes. Get out and find yourself.

Someday I will also do the same..

Amen.

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