Monthly Archives: March 2009

Rest In Peace, My Beloved

I never believed in love at first sight till I saw you. And the moment I held you in my hands, I knew that you were the one. Your face was lit up like an Angel with a halo and your voice was sweeter than a Siren. Ten minutes with you and I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. And what an amazing pair we made. Everytime I would bring you to a party all eyes would turn to Continue reading →

New! Improved! Better!

What is going on? No really? WTF is going on? I know today is optional holiday but that doesnt mean not even 20 people will show up at work!!! At least they should have told me too 🙁 Now here I am sitting at work while others are enjoying their extended weekend including some of my fans. Rant aside. Lo behold! Here I present to you, *drum rolls*, The NEW! IMPROVED! BETTER! Delhi Diaries!!!!!!!! *insert applause, cheers, whistles and muahs*. Due to the overwhelming response Continue reading →

When International goes Local.

Post my BEST trauma revelation, people have been recommending the Mumbai local trains. Been there done that and survived it too! I don’t like to travel by locals because I am not a very adventurous person. I don’t get along very well with the rest of my body but I still like it attached to me very much. And being so popular doesn’t help either. A couple of days back I had to go to Thane for some work. Since I had to be there Continue reading →

When BEST isnt good enough

Disclaimer : All characters in this post are actual and any coincidence to anyone living (except for those mentioned) or dead is just their plain bad luck. So this is how it goes. Once upon a time I and KurtNirvana were broke. We still are. But back then we were too. We used to travel to P******m by bus and used to buy 20 bucks ticket so we could save money. It took us 1.5 hours in bus each way but it was the cheapest Continue reading →

Dilli Diaries Part 4

7 am *Tring Tring* *Tring Tring* *Tring Tring* “Hello” ”Wake Up!” And so it began. Bunny Singh, who has been in Delhi working as a slave for past few months, thought it would be a good idea to wake me up at 7. She was so excited to get her shoes, i mean to meet me that she couldn’t wait till I woke up. Yes her shoes, I will get to that in a bit. So she was going to get off work early and Continue reading →