With the most sensitive and generous heart, he arrives, laden with gifts for his mom. Does he still not know that the only gift I need from him is his presence?
I pointed out to him last night that the common mynah song we were listening to was not a good omen. That song signals approaching monsoon. Mr. Mynah did exactly that. It has been raining since yesterday afternoon, and no sign of let up in sight. Let's hope that the roads are not flooded. I, of course have mixed feelings - if they are, I get to keep him here. If they are - he misses his flight and as a consequence, delays getting back to Sumi. I cannot be selfish. I got my time with him this month, now time to share.
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