How does a sheep roll his eyes?

Facebook is reminding me about our upcoming 2 year anniversary and asking me to send P a message for the same. Uff..give me a break.

Have I lived with a guy too long or was Hangover II actually that funny?

We flew back to London last night. All I did on the 9 hour flight was eat and sleep. And yes, also managed to watch Guzaarish in between. Not a bad movie, if you think about it. It took us exactly 26 hours to travel from Ashok Nagar to Norfolk Road. 26 hours to land into a completely different world. From a land where I stop to talk to every second person on the road to a land where I din have soul to call and inform that we have landed. S and P were the only souls waiting for us, I guess. But they are away in Ireland. This morning I had such an urge to talk to someone and tell them that we are back. I heard the neighbour's kids in our lawn, so I opened the door and informed them that we were back. I think Charlie, the cat was more interested in the information than our neighbours. Small incidents reaffirm my faith in humanity. Between me and P, we had three large trolleys, one small one and a backpack to carry, all the way from Heathrow to Seven Kings. That means two tubes and a N...

So I am back in my beloved city. You know how when you are away from your loved ones you keep dreaming about them and blow their niceness out of proportion? Well, I might have done that. Ya the city is the same and I love her inspite of her many unfavourable qualities. But there is something missing. And I am unable to identify it. Maybe becoz few loved ones are not here anymore, or maybe becoz the sudden change from London's unpredictable cold weather or maybe becoz I am simply missing our cozy little home in Ldn. The first few things I did was check if my yellow cat was still around and then feel my much loved books. I wish I could carry back all of them. I re-read Ambai's Purple Sea [if you ever come across tis book, I highly recommend you read it], a bit of the God of Small Things and Adrian Mole. It is so tempting to take back all the books I love, but logic advices me to save some space for my violin, jackets and law books as well. And you know the saying, everything hap...