I remember when you were here,
Never taking my eyes off you;
The striking appearance of that smile,
Made me love every subtle wrinkle.

I remember when you were here,
Both of us would manage the chores;
Some of the food that you made,
So bad, yet I miss it now even more.

I remember when you were here,
Talking about the future and life;
How to get a better house and car,
But most importantly a happy family.

I remember when you went away,
It was just a phone call on the cell;
The crisis of the year, the headlines,
A flight whose engine burst, fell.

I remember when you went away,
Gone were those happy memories;
The precious little lies and secrets,
The sweet memories and cries.

I remember when you went away,
Looking up at the sky at night;
Trying to find the unknown star,
All blurred with the tears in my eye.

I remember now, me and you, all of it,
The reason that we are now apart;
For there must be still meaning to life,
And fulfill all your wishes, before I depart.

I remember, that’s all I can say,
You won’t ever be alone from now;
Let me be here a little longer, love,
Pursue the dreams for which we vowed.

Family or Earning? or Earning for family? – A Short

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Rohit said in a serious tone, “Don’t call me now, I am in a meeting.”

Sona – “But this is important.”

Rohit was a bit angry now. He replied, “Are you serious? I am making money for the family. What can be more important than that? Stop calling. Please.”

Then he hung up on her.

The meeting went well, however there was this nagging question in the back of his mind. Did he actually had to be so hard on her? Couldn’t he have just listened to her for a moment. Nothing would have been wrong.

The mind replied, “No. I am so busy and stressed with the job. I am trying to earn here. I need more any more trouble or favors from anyone right now.”

But she is my wife. I need to respect her wishes, every single one.

The mind reiterated, “No. I am trying to earn here. I don’t want any trouble from anyone. Whether my wife or not.”

Okay. I suppose you are right. I am busy here. I need to work more.

It was 5 pm.

It was 6 pm.

At 7, he finally had some dinner by himself. I suppose I can eat dinner with my colleagues. It doesn’t matter that they work under me right? I mean we are all human beings in need of food at the time.

The mind replied, “No. You can’t do that. You are the boss here. You can’t eat with your employees. Do you even hear how ridiculous that sounds? You need to eat alone so that you can focus on the business while eating. That is how you work harder.”

But don’t you think it might be more productive if I talk to my employees in a more casual way. It might be good to know their views and what they think about current projects, obstacles and products.

The mind, as adamant as it was, shouted in the head, “NO! No talking to employees. You are the boss. Figure something out. If you start having normal conversation with employees, then you won’t be considered special and you won’t be respected.”

I suppose you are right. I am the boss here. I need the respect.

It was 9pm now. Finally it was time to go home. I will go and wish goodnight to the office while everyone is leaving.

The mind said, “I suppose that is fine.”


After around 15 minutes, everyone had left the building. Rohit was still in his car. There was also a guy who needed to go home, probably, but the bus stop was about half a mile down the road. Rohit recognized that he worked in the IT department in his office.

I think I can drop him at the bus stop in my car.

The mind said, “No. No way.”

But look, he needs to go to the bus stop. I will just drop him there.

The mind replied, “Don’t. Please. He is your employee, if you favor him once, he might ask you again tomorrow and then another day, and then everyday. You can’t help him.”

I am sure he won’t ask everyday. He does seem to respect me that much. It might be fine for just this once.

The mind replied angrily, “I said no. You don’t know if he will ask again or not. Maybe he won’t respect you anymore if you lend a hand of support. No. You are already paying a salary to your employees, what is the need to go out and support anymore more.”

I assume you are right. I am indeed paying them a salary already.

Rohit started the ignition, switched on the headlights and rolled away in his car.

He reached house in 20 minutes, mainly due to less traffic in the road at this late hour.

I wonder, what is it that Sona wanted from me.

Rohit rang the doorbell. Sona came and opened the door. She looked a little sad, probably because of their conversation on the phone.

Rohit asked, “What happened? I am sorry for that. I was really busy.”

Sona replied, “It is okay. I just wanted to know if you wanted to have dinner with me and Dhruv today. You have been so busy in office the last few days, so I thought a family outing wouldn’t be bad. Dhruv has also been missing you.”

Rohit – “That is why you called me? I told you I was in a meeting!”

Sona – “You are always in a meeting.”

Rohit – “Yes. Because I am working all day. Your teacher job is just from 9 to 4 in the morning. It is pretty much a half-day for me. I don’t have free time like that.”

The back of Rohit’s mind throbbed. Why. Why do you have to be like that. I mean, you came home. Just hug your wife and say that you will eat together tomorrow. Why not take some love.

The mind said, “No, because I am earning. For the family.

Yes. I wonder what is the use of that money.

While Son’a mind thought I just wanted to lighten his burden. Why does he act that way. I wish I could help him somehow. It pains me to see how hard he is trying. If only I could also do more.