Chalo ek baar phir se ajnabi ban jaye hum dono...

The lilting melody rode in with the cusps of wind carrying the fragrance of hot chai with mirchi bajjis and chutney from the numerous stalls lining the tiny, dirty ally he was walking down. On a normal day, he would probably taken the main road. On a normal day, he would have probably taken the bus. ( Read more... )

Well what if this turns out to be another dead end? What if I don't blog at all here? What if this goes dead just like the blog on blogger? Well we start out with pessimism where I come from. So excuse me :)

Well here's to all the entries I might or might not post! Cheers!

PS: Thanks to Prashant for getting me here.