Abrupt ending

Yet another time, I recently drowned myself in "moving out chores" . My, my what a task.
Suddenly I was forced to realize how disorganized my life was, you cant find the packing tape, you cant find your scissors, your tooth brush, your coffee what! Not that I was ashamed - whatever happens, I am what I am. Although it would have helped to a have been a bit more disciplined.

Luckily my guardian angels came to my rescue - they have been for a long time now :) It even pained to see how meticulously my dad cut the tape to the right inch and pasted it with such perfection. It is one of those things you know - you want to inherit the great qualities of someone you admire, alas god trashes back saying you don't have it in you! But escapism apart, my greatest living example of a perfectionist, my source of inspiration of "putting -up-a brave face-during-toughest-of -times" is my father. With no doubt , more than half of Indian population is likely to cite one of their parents as their role models, or someone they look upto. It is nothing but the impact that they had on us at an early age that , during the course of years , manifests into a more profound and informed admiration of their achievements.