Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Little women

Truly Louisa May Alcott could understand these creatures... Else how can I map a slice of Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy in my two little monster angels...  

The world has gone all topsy-turvy...  There is no authority with me to prioritise things my way..   


It has become like the berths of a 2 AC sleeper where half of my life is on the upper berth with questions about ionospheres..  figures of speech... volleyballs..  projects...  profit and loss... greek mythology.. to the facts of ultimate truth Death...  and on the lower berth with Baby Bing..  Doras... Bhu-bhu...  a sudden bombardment of "How much I know" vocab... to Chinta-ta... to an array of buttu(Shoes...) Choice of clothes.. 


Then there is me who inadvertently tries to relate to each character and the each phase that I have gone through and discussed with my mother....Seeing a shade of the same in the bigger of the little women... trying to act mature and behave stupidly or act stupid and behave maturely at the same time....  and little one forcing herself to jump the gap in an instance and act her sister.... oh... how blessed I am to have an opportunity to experience it... exhausting though...