Hot food and cold days.

•January 4, 2010 • Leave a Comment

It is winter where I live, lucky me, and I was watching the rain fall outside this morning. Torrents of it rushed down like sheets of glass. This place is basically smack in the middle of the desert (where it rains around three times a year) and since the sewage system isn’t really equipped to deal with what seemed at that moment like an impromptu flood of the Arabian Sea, the roads were flooded. Cars were blubbing around bumper deep in the slate-colored water; children were wading around knee deep, floating newspaper boats. My mother didn’t let me out. Schizophrenic that she is, she was far rather content to let me sit in my room and type this out. Good for her, better so for me.

This is my first post.

•January 4, 2010 • 1 Comment

I wish you a profound read. Happiness is purely upto you, nothing I do can change how you feel.

Please comment on future posts, I shall feel much gratified and it shall be a reason for me to continue posting.