Well on a more serious note, my dad came up to me today for a talk. I was sitting at my desk in my room staring impassively out of the open window in front. It had rained again today and the weather was fantabulous. All the lights in the room were turned off and only a flickering table lamp provided some illumination (it was a perfect formulaic Hindi movie set-up where the protagonist sits alone as if in anticipation of the next scene where his life would change…well I don’t expect a similar fate though. Just felt like describing the ambience)……Anyways, daddy put his hands on my shoulder and in an extraordinary soft tone voiced-“I want you to study hard Piya…I know you have it in you(well I know all parents in the world think the same about their worthless wards)…..you just need to push yourself a bit….you becoming a good doc is special to me….don’t break my dreams”…he went on to say a lot actually(plain emotional black mailing…he seems to be a post graduate at this)…….hmmmm….well just may be I will open up my books now….can’t fool around anymore….may be not for myself but for that man who is the first and lone love of my love….Papa….this one is for you……I'M SORRY.....