It’s Complicated

Me: So this Facebook thing of yours. You’re no longer single, it’s now complex, eh?

Mandrake: Not complex. Complicated.

Me: Aaah! Because in complex situations, there are imaginary people in the equation?

Mandrake: Yes, and there is no ‘I’ in W-E or R-E-A-L.

Me: And ‘I’ am alone and lonely in complex situations.

Mandrake: And when ‘I’ meet another ‘I’, things cease being imaginary, and it’s no more complex.

Me: We’re so smart!

Mandrake: We should publish this.

Me: Stop dreaming.

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Inspired by a tea-time conversation with my friend Mandar.

Random

Sitting in office. It's 9.30 in the night. I haven't phoned home to tell my roommates whether I'll be having dinner with them or not.

I'm longing to be home. Not here in Pune. Home in Calcutta.

I know this will pass. :)