Pa told me today he found my jacket.

the one i thought i lost and was throwing an unreasonable tantrum on, just 2 weeks back, before my departure to the airport. it cld be the early morning blues. Or my growing dislike for the airport.

Ma said he rummaged through the basket in my room - alone - and found it. I had apparently forgotten that i left it there for washing.

i cringed. And my nose felt funny.

thanks pa..