So finally I have convinced myself to write blogs. Hmmm, its going to be a task, however; I am ready to face the challenges to being crtiticized and loved.

Last Friday turned out to be quite an eventful day for me and for the 1400 other people. We were not only regaled by the dynamic triumvirate of Shankar Ehsaan loy but yours truly was also happily in a state of stupor by the end of the evening. At some level, I think, being drunk gives you an extra impetus to do things that one would usually avoid when sober. I can't remember how many discussions I got into about training, Kashmir, Heavy metal and god knows what else. Needless to say I barely remember some of them.

Saturday was spent nursing the hangover and Sunday came as a breath of fresh air. I usually avoid stepping out on Sundays but I made it an exception this time. I drove on my own, meandering aimlessly and finally reached a spot which immediately took my breath away. A small town, not very far from Gurgaon and nothing spectacularly beautiful welcomed me with a slight drizzle. I could have driven along listening to Bob Marley but decided to stop and have a cup of tea and thats when I saw the majestic Arravalis standing tall and fierce. Boy, it was a sight to behold. Rain trickling down, a cup of tea in my hand, strangers talking animatedly and Arravalis as inviting as always.. Truly a fantastic Sunday..

I would hopefully keep writing and not necessarily about my chores.. I know it can get terribly boring to read.. Until I see you again..

Be safe people..

Cheers