amma, achchan and deepu came home this morning, and we patched up without mentioning a thing about last night’s argument. (they were upset because of the late night show i went to)

mahesh joined us later, and we all had coffee, hot chocolate and pavarotti…

hmm, looks like my parents finally appreciate my house (er, home), my need for a music system, my music system, and my friends.

perhaps i have grown more independent, but my parents still love me, and i love them too.