Leave of Absence

I have been counting my days to Thanksgivings but far away on the other side of the planet, 10 is the magical number. My absence on 23rd is overshadowed only by my refusal to acknowledge it. All the katta sessions, the tiramisus, the vasoo mamas, the apaches, the king burgers, the bike rides, the beef acharis, the kingfishers, the accha!s, the mutton biryanis, the heartbreaks, the late night chais, the maltaps, the dads, the man-u's, the liverpool's, the plan, the mega-plan, the back-up plan, everything had one thing in common; we did it together.

I am gonna take a leave of absence on the 23rd.