I’m still in the office. On a Saturday, in the evening at 7pm. No, it’s not the work load that’s brought me to office during the weekend. This is a compensatory working day. We are working for not having worked on 4^th October, on account of all Karnataka bund. Again, it isn’t work that’s delaying me from going home at this time. It’s just that I don’t feel like going home. Well… after all that isn’t actually a home. As a friend of mine stated rightly “Home is where your heart is.”

So what am I doing in the office if I’m not working?? As I was blog hopping, I stumbled upon this. A sad and unfortunately true incident.

If you’ve gone through that post then may be you are wondering, just as I am, how can you bear someone beat up your mom?? Be it your own father. And how can you think of beating up your wife just coz you saw your dad do the same with his wife?? Man, don’t you have a sense of discretion?? Aren’t you sensitive enough??

I don’t think that it was wrong on part of the lady that she went through all that for such a long time. I believe she was trying to make the things work, hoping against hope. But I’m glad that she did know where to draw the line, and precisely how to do that. It must have been difficult for her to start off all over again; the wounds might leave deep scars. But they shall be given the time to heal. They wouldn’t remain as wounds at least. I wish her the courage to face her life and sincerely wish the best for her future.