Bachna e haseenon

Bless me blogger for I have sinned. It has been 274 days since my last confession post. I keep forgetting that this place exists.

Fine whatever I will probably say three Hail Mary's and push off.

Speaking of Hail Mary's, I remember this poster I once saw in the loo of a bar in New Orleans.

The Gambler's Prayer.

Hail Mary full of grace
Give me a face card and an ace. 

Anyhow. It is now time to reacquaint myself with my readership.

Hello dear reader(s?). I come in peace. Hmm, on careful reflection that statement does not sound right. When read aloud, it makes it sound as if I am some sort of sexual deviant- masturbating into bags of frozen peas or something. I come in peas- that would make a regular...wait for it. Mutter fucker then?

As a result of my prolonged absence, I have missed capitalizing on some amazing comedic moments happening in real life. From muffler wearing amateur politicians and professional coughers to THE interview- the one that empowered all our women and changed all the systems and fundamentals.  From cricket and daughter enthusiasts to mass murders in Best Korea.   Then there were the elections, brought to you by Viagla.

Sigh. Too bad. You snooze, you lose. Here is hoping for more blogging in the following year.