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What began as a seemingly inanane discussion, ended up placing the seed of creativity for my next post on this long neglected blog where I stop to comment on this that and a lot more on my interesting experiences of life. This post is dedicated to my four loving room mates, my closest friends for the past three years and now my family. I often wonder what life would be like without them.. Mumbai is so impersonal in its treatment of people that I feel deeply grateful to know atleast 4 people who care about my whereabouts and in whose life my presence makes a difference. I am going to code name them Sneezy, Grumpy, Sleepy and Dopey. Two of them are tiny, but Grumpy and Sleepy though not vertically challenged quite fit the bill so we shall save them further angst. They have decided to christen me Snow White, which I personally consider quite pompous, given the fact that I had very little to do with my genetically bleached persona.. but anyway.. so it shall be... We are quite a happy group...

Everday in the morning, my friend Nidhi and me set out like Ulesseys on an adventurous journey where we struggle to get a ride on the three wheeled ruler of the road, the autorickshaw. Do not take these dimunitive looking metallic inventions for granted.. they posses the awesome power of leaving grown up people stranded, raising the blood pressure of saints and if nothing else giving you a bad tan as you wait in the sun for one to take mercy on you and allow you to reach office on time. Autos are manned by mystical crreatures who are driving them to no clear destination. No part of Andheri is a suitable place to go to. There are other charioteers who will shake their head in disgust as if I have just named a particular red light area. Nahin...they say as one would say bah! there some wonderful specimens who have already decided where they want to go- why do we need buses when you have autos on fixed route. Some kind person should make little boards for these wise men so that it makes l...