A few days ago, N was working late into night on some stuff. It was 2 am in the morning and N wasn’t home still. I tried calling him and could not reach him and panicked and raised quite some hue and cry and then some more. We own only one car and it was with N. I was kinda handicapped which is when I called Naveen (a friend of ours, you will hear a lot about him) and bawled to him; sweetheart that he is, he went to N’s office to check if everything’s alright. Turns out N was busy in a hallway conversation over some work related emergency. So, turns out everything’s fine. Phew!
But then, this got me thinking… before I met N, I wasn’t a panic freak.. I wasn’t so vulnerable. I *thought* I was strong. Or, may be I am just getting old. I guess when one tugs at something one does become weaker. It shouldn’t be like that, no? Don’t they say that love is all powerful? That you become stronger as a person?
But then again Naveen also commented that Superman (who btw, I think is the best superhero.. if there were a Superhero Olympics, I think Superman would give Michael Phelps a run for his money) was not impregnable too.
So, what is your kryptonite?
Tags: Family, introspection, superman
And no I won’t ask you to choose. Thanks for dropping by.
Has to be my 4 kids. And NO you cannot ask me to choose. I will not be able to choose. But between the spouse and kids, it will be kids.
I remember getting a call from the school nurse, her first words were Mrs K dont worry, she is fine BUT…
PS:I havent gone for the class yet. I think it would be in March or something. Will do a post afterwards