This Week

This week has been quite an eventful one:

• I wrote a poem on that one topic on which I've wanted to write for a while now.

• I learnt that I can get back home, a hot Starbucks with whipped cream and the cream would not have melted.

• Hugo learnt the 'stay' command.

• I got a call from this really big firm, saying I could start interning there, the next day onward.

I like to evaluate, from time to time, where I stand in comparison to my desolate, ill days not very long ago. More often than not, the results of this evaluation leave me with a raging fit (which, I believe is an absolute entitlement of the once hospitalized). But then, there also come along weeks like this, with an assurance that the wait for a prettier horizon is not a long one.

Or, simply put, just like my darling Hugo, the happy days are about to learn the 'stay' command!