Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
TO had a good time dancing to Shaitaan Ka Saala on New Year's eve but didn't know the name of the song. His Hindi being what it is, half the words just escape him entirely! And when he does utter them, they are so far from where they started out that it's more of a... Continue Reading →
Wobbly because till things get set right, it's always wobbly and might even topple over. Like the unending towers my kid builds. I've usually found that one can accurately predict that a small person (not being politically correct about the midgets and others of their ilk) lives in a particular house. It's not always the... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 