Reaquainting with Aita

Ahan woke up just as I released myself into maa's arms. He cried a little, so I allowed him to travel on my lap in the car ride home. He was amused with all the honking along the way and couldn't stop chatting up the stray cows and dogs that were retiring along the road for the night. A mutt in the neighborhood got my maa her golden chance to re-bond with her grandson. Ahan took to her and our driver, Dharmender bhaiyya, giving me a chance to shower and eat my food in peace. We did the bedtime rituals and he fell asleep again without any problem. I was exhausted, but it was morning back home in Philadelphia. My body refused to get back on Indian time.