The Week
Mysterious forces have helped me in the last few months. Or, possibly, I have matured one step further to the next stage in observing life's ups and downs, while being internally unaffected by them. Each day of the week had something to offer. As soon as I came out of the airport, tempted by India's food, I went to get tea. The airport rate was Rs 200, I bought two of them (one for the driver). On my way to the pick-up point, an elderly person in the elevator observed by trolley and said in typical Bangalore uncle accent - " Oh!, you have coffee also aa!" - quite different from any US airport where it seems like people are trained to be in a hurry. Day 1: After the usual bits of unpacking, my cousins came over to my place. It started raining, we were confined to my room. Imagine, what three minds without any immediate work can do!, we created artwork - scary doctor artwork :) - the most unusual one yet. Day 2: I was at very serious risk of dozing off at 11:00 am, w