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"You'll get laid when pigs fly" she said. "Well" he replied "haven't you heard of the swine 'flew'"

How does one alleviate homesickness? By doing the following

Wake up at 11am on a Sunday. Listen to FM music channels from Hyderabad. Get ready. Go out to lunch at a local Dosa place. Share appetizers with friends namely (the snacks that is, not the friends) Mirchi Bajji, Samosa and Cutlets. Move on to Masala Dosa and round it off with kulfi and nice filter coffee.

For dinner one should then eat Biryani from "Paradise"

Then one should watch old episodes of M*A*S*H talk to friends online and go to sleep.
The rest of the week should be much better.

And yesterday the temperature fell below 0 C. April my arse.

Late night/Early morning.

I have only 5 submissions, 2 exams, a poster and a presentation coming up in the next few weeks, How do I spend my "free" time? Playing pool and drinking beer. Sigh. What priorities I say!

I am sitting in my room. The heating is off. It is April for heaven's sake.It is cold. As I exhale with force, I can see a cloud of condensation form . This is not done. This is not my April. My April involves, blinding heat. It involves hot dry winds blowing into my already hot room, bringing in the Telangana dust. This dust that collects on my oily forehead, and when i wipe my brow, it feels like im being sandpapered. It involves, cieling fans that push hot air at you, the smell of coolers, the fragrance khus-khus mats just wet. It involves sudden showers, with that amazing smell of moisture on parched earth. My April involves mangoes.

I want my April

Flashback to 2007, when the Indian cricket team under Rahul Dravid, won the test series in England. Dravid did not enforce the follow on and the final test was drawn, Kumble scored a century though. I remember watching it in my father's club while having a nice drink and eating masala peanuts.

Cut to 2009. In the third test against New Zealand. Our "aggressive" captain did not declare in time, and we drew a match that we could have won.

Who do you think got more flak for being defensive?



On an unrelated note: Thought for the day. Too many kinks spoil the brothel.
Sigh. This is what happens to your alleged mind if you stay awake till 5 ack emma to write papers.

It has been brought to my notice that the Phrase Good Friday is actually a corruption of Guddu Friday, today is the day the Easter Bunny goes around hiding eggs.

An old one

Sa Re Ga Ma toh Dara Singh kaun?