I stepped out of my office in unseasonal, apocalyptic rain last evening. Most people, caught unawares by the sudden showers, had decided to stand back. Returned home soaked to the skin, mildly shivering, but happy as a songbird. It’s funny how life’s learnings have reversed. There is now fun in foolhardiness, fulfilment in nomadism, ennui in security, folly in love, pleasure in longing, wisdom in taking chances, and pragmatism in trusting the unknown and serendipitous designs of the universe.
Me: Let’s have some chai.
SoBo Dude: I don’t have chai.
Me: Coffee then?
SoBo Dude: Coffee makes me puke.
Me: Didn’t you mention a few days ago that you are lactose intolerant?
SoBo Dude (touches his head): I am a very intolerant person.
Me: I used to live in Bandra.
SoBo Dude: I like Bandra… Not enough to live over there… but I like Bandra.
Me: That’s a very SoBo thing to say.
SoBo Dude: Yes, I have a reputation to keep.
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 3,900 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 7 years to get that many views.