Bhurjee Pav

It was a wet July midnight. Me, Adeesh, Shailesh, Mayuresh and Harshad had just finished watching the Italy v/s Germany semifinal. Man it was a awesome match. Well not the entire match, but the last few minutes were breathtaking - and painful.
With the excitement of the match not waning away, none of us (except Adeesh probably) were willing to sleep. We chatted on and on about the match and everything under the sun... when all of a sudden we realised how hungry we were.

The solution? A short drive to Shivajinagar railway station for a plate of hot bhurjee pav and a cutting chai!!!

Man just those memories drive me crazy!

I miss all that. I miss Pune. I miss India!

Thats life!

It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do.
- Jerome K. Jerome


This was one of the 'quotes for the day' on my google homepage. I couldn't agree more with it. It's happened more often than not that I've yearned for a hot cup of tea, while lazing on the 'zhopala' in my verandah with a nice novel in hand when I'm preparing for exams. And I stop yearning for anything like that the moment they are done!

Heh heh heh...

Observation

A completely random and probably useless obeservation :

I was jumping the steps, two at a time, in this huge hurry to reach my class on time (having, as usual, gotten up late). All of a sudden I notice I'm the only one who's going the "wrong way". I'd instinctively started running up the LEFT side and soon realised that the entire public going DOWN was coming that way.

Never faced this situation in UK, but I keep facing similar situations here all the time.

An equally useless (but not so random anymore)conclusion:

Guess what, I believe people walk down/up a flight of stairs or a footpath on the same side as they drive the car. So you'll probably end up on the "wrong side" just as I did if you normally drive on left side of the road in your home country and people happen to use the right side here.

Rum ain't it?