Heavy thoughts after a snack

Had gone to the food court with Usha about an hour ago. Just back and the questions that are revolving in my mind are:

Who am I?
From whom or where do I come from?
To whom or where am I going to?
Do I have a choice or not?

On my way to the food court again. It's Thanu's birthday today. And she's treating the department folks. :)

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