To The New Fancy Busstops:
Dear New Fancy Busstops,
You are indeed very new and very fancy. But you are also clogging up traffic. And you are distractingly shiny. I also suspect you are related in a distant cousin way to the Metro digging happening everywhere, especially the one which has transformed the landscape of Saket, where I used to live very happily only a little more than a year ago. So, while I have nothing against you, could you take your new shininess to less busy roads than the Chirag Delhi flyover intersection?
To People I Have Met In The Last Four Days:
STOP TELLING ME I'VE PUT ON WEIGHT!!!
(*ahem* sorry for yelling.)
To The Very Rude Bouncer Lady At Urban Pind:
Asking for a plastic glass to take my drink away in does not equate to the response: "This is not a Fountain Pepsi place" in a very snotty tone. You've lost yourself one customer. And I hope people who read this online will desist from patronising Urban Pind where CLEARLY they don't even ask for the basics in customer relations, ie, politeness.
To My Friends:
Thank you for making me feel like I never left. It's been so, so awesome. Parties abound, socialising abounds and I wonder like I always do when I'm here, why I ever bother to leave.
To My City:
Thank you for having excellent weather, and raining and being so different and yet exactly the same.
Sigh.. Only nine days left.