Had brought a few bags of chocolates for the guys here from the gelf… Since all of you guys deserve a little something. Here, have your fill…
Dammit. What a way to start a post. But seldom have I come so close to pulling out all the hair in my head. Everything that could go wrong did. Except for Nistelrooy’s goal. What a beauty I say. One second he is rushing towards goal, and the next…
Aaaah. I love that song Bin Tere Sanam. When it pumps out of my speakers, as it is now, pure ecstacy. And much nostalgia about my internships in Mumbai. Tremendous track that should be the rage in all our parties this year.
(To be sung to the tune of the Byrds classic… from the Forrest Gump soundtrack…)
An Ode to Second Year:
To everything — snore, snore, snoreThere is a season — yawn, yawn, yawnAnd a time for every purpose under heaven