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Social Networking websites are interesting. They all claim to be the bestest, easiest and funnest way to connect with friends, colleagues, fans, devotees, wannabe fraands, stalkers, nymphomaniacs, spammers and if all those weren’t enough some unfortunate ones manage to connect with their family members too! It all started when Orkut first burst one the scene claiming to be the best thing ever since sex. For those of you who are yet to experience the overrated chore, I can tell you from experience that Orkut has Continue reading →

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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →