Loaded

I seem to have put on some weight in the past few days. My face looks bigger by an inch. Not that I mind it. It's just that I want to know why, how. I don't like being kept in suspense for long.

The other day I was waiting for P to finish billing in the superstore and an old man who was buying vegetables suddenly caught me to talk. He asked me in English if I spoke Tamizh and I said no but he nevertheless continued. He asked me if I was working and when I said yes, he said that was good. It seems his daughter stood first in MCA in her university and now that she was married, didn't want to work. His question was why they, including himself, had to take all the pains for such a qualification and then not use it. It felt like he was appealing to a wrong person but I said it was a matter of choice ultimately and a good education was enriching as such. I don't think I made him happy. But P wasn't happy either. Ever since a Korean old man asked me(in 2004 I think) if P was my uncle, he hates the sight of old men talking to me. I tell him it can't get any worse than that but he's not convinced.

I worked late in the night yesterday after a long time. It strangely felt like homecoming.