Something of Myself

uuufff prochur kheye felechi....chicken and rice. anyways went to london. longest trip to the capital ever. 5 whole days. was GREAT. the tubes, the streets, the smell, the cosmoplitan audience, the london underground, chancery lane, trafalgar square, oxford circus, dingy pakistani retaurants serving equisitely home-made mangsho; byron's london, blake's london, wordsworth's london, vikram seth's london, hanif kureishi's london - surely the city has something for everybody. everybody seems to identify with it in some peculiar way. like or dislike, there seems to be something impersonally personal about london! i am not too high on words right now cause my belly is now a bhuri....yes, i hate to confess but i have been developing a beer belly for quite some time now and people (girls esp) keep teasing me about it. but who cares? will go home on monday. until then i shall stay here. :D

anyways, saw bombay dreams in victoria theatre. good musical (this coming from me who hates musicals, "grease" included), webber-rahman association has definitely done the trick for the british audience. i am told that bombay dreams touched one million viewers this week!

and yes i am happy about india beating pak at the opening one dayer. though i think we should have had a more comfortable win than the stupid nail biting finish that we had. but never mind. dada's tactics paid off and nehra for once kept his cool. couldnt see the match, but percy kept me updated over the phone! called ma/baba after the match, they were glued to the tele for obvious reasons. it feels funny cause both of them were never avid cricket fans, but now all that has changed. in fact, they even understand the game!!

from monday hardcore work coming up. i am looking forward to it.

thats all for now...