I shall sing at Akshata's Sangeet. The kid is getting married to a doctor with a huge nose in July. We are all making grand plans to dress in sarees and what not. Real grand plans.
Time. Time. Time. We should acknowledge our enemy. Not my lines...from some vague play called And Life Goes on. But we should acknowledge it. A rather formidable nemesis.
Today I ate Prawns as big as my palm. Ok, maybe slightly smaller but they were huge. Only problem was aunty who cooked them, forgot to fry them properly. Absolutely squishy but turned out quite interesting. Half sushi even.
This is a direct lift from Rohan's blog. But some people remind me of Mildred.
Love ya Roh.