Before I bore you with my petty troubles, I must acquaint you with Mr. Anand Kumar, founder of Super 30, an IIT coaching class in Patna, Bihar, who the Mint Newspaper, the only newspaper named after a Punjabi unit of time (eg. "Panch mint me aayaa, paaji"), swears has survived two fatal attacks on his life, which is indeed a newsworthy talent. (http://moourl.com/ugt8g if you think I made this up)
Alright, whiny time.
The weather in Mumbai is crazy.
I have a sore throat which the wife insists is because of some wine that I had last night, when any medical expert will tell you it was because of the ceIery.
I am unable to think of anything remotely funny to write. (What's new, asks my dear wife)
My computer seems to be suffering from Alzheimer's. I use this very nifty OS called Puppy Linux, which works like a dream on every computer that I own, but of late refuses to recall any of my usernames or passwords on the one that I use at home. I strongly suspect one of my sons to have fiddled with the settings - they were trying to install some games - but despite being put under the lights, they refuse to confess. I am reduced to guessing my password for various things, which like an idiot I kept different, and mysterious secret questions which make no sense. One of them is "A - who?". Another is "Date". Was that really me?
Ah well, cest la vie.