Here comes the Sun!

There's something extremely refreshing about a hot bath on a winter afternoon in Delhi. What is it, I dont know. But the activity cleared my mind and gave me a new perspective of things. I have reading novels about adultery, of late. Also something called Triangular Desire. I have come to the conclusion I have not been in love so far. Just like the characters in those books who seem brilliantly confused. Now This is not my bildungsroman, so you cant expect me to jump onto railway tracks or be guillotined  or undertake community development projects. I shall not be unhappy about nothing.

Only the best lies ahead of me!