The other day I was in Mumbai. I was just off the flight and was staying at the guest house. I was too tired to sleep and so I was watching people on the road from the window at 3:00 am in the morning. There were people walking, there were folks on bicycles, there were auto-rickshaws and there were buses. It was like it was the day, just that the Sun decided not to show up.
And here when sleep ditches me in the night, and I stand at the window...its nothing. There is nothing except flickering light from the planes sky high, ruffling leaves and whispering cold breeze.

Christmas

It's amazing that what seems profound and deep once could almost sound stupid the very next second. What seems right 'now' could be wrong 'now'. I try not to think about it

I wanted to feel the holiday spirit and decided that I would only write blogs that folks would perceive as positive and merry. So I write:
Dark chocolate makes me happy (and fat).

Another Sunday

Clean-up+cook+drive to Newark+winter storm= :O

If I am happy I eat one chocolate and if I am grumpy I eat two.

I think that the world would be a terrible place to be in if I would have to blame someone else for anything that I did not like.

Ghar

Kabhi yaad aaya ghar ka wo aangan,
kabhi yaad aayi mohalle kee galiyan,
bhula bhee do main woh barish woh boonde,
par nahee bholtee hai uss mitti kee khushboo...