On a day like today, I am reminded of how fragmented and disjointed our urban lives have actually become. Those formal phone calls which allows everyone to give you a sense of being “part of you”and to partake the incredulous smile off your plastic face…..
Maybe I am an old fashioned softie (like our 10 headed friend) – I miss the hugs, rugs and shrugs; and of course the huddles, cuddles and the muddles; and oh yes, the kisses and hisses from the misses; and last but not the least – the bland hand that writes my name on the sand.
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