I am now in my home town, been here since since Sunday cause of work duties. This time around the urge to hello to as many relatives as possible is very strong.

It feels good to be able to say salams to my mum's brothers, both approaching their late 60s. And it feels good to hear and see that they are well and good in health and happiness. Of course to hear them say their thoughts about a lot of things , thoughts that sometimes are related to my close ones.......

But its a good feeling. A lot of things out in the open. And it saddens me, to hear my uncle pouring out his thoughts, his hopes , his anxiousness ..... I just can't the find the right words at this point in time to say them right.

Hmm....is it a case of once bitten twice shy?

It saddens me to hear my uncle going on about how once things used to be. About the closeness in relationship, about the comradeship , about how he wished things wouldn't be as they are now.

But alas, who am I to fix things?

Senseless sensitivities.

Gosh, to be sensitive to everything that is said to you is one hell of an oversized bloated .......

That is been pathetic.