came away with me

i have a big keera up you know what......a keera of being inherently a desi on the inside

as much as i hate the ill-mannered immigration guys, the moment i am out of the airport building, a soft cool breeze welcomes me with open arms like loved ones showering their kisses in a familiar embrace….what the fuck is wrong with me…why can’t i just fly away....do i not owe myself a little selfishness and then never looking back....