This is the first journal of any kind I am writing.I was never too big on diaries – unless its someone else’s I can slyly read Because I am afraid that the diary will only show what a mundane everyday life I lead.I have the attention span of a goldfish.I will be surprised if this blog lasts more than a couple of posts.Very soon will it be tucked away like the millions of things I have left halfway -a glaring testimonial to my failures -the unused squash racquet,the bartending set, the ‘learn-french’ book and the car I still can’t drive etcetera etcetera
Btw, I am a trader working in a brokerage firm in Bombay.* .I love cooking .
If you have a million dollar book deal,or tickets to the Caribbean or recipe to the perfect chicken pepper steak please mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org
If,on the other hand, you are planning on making me the heir to your billion dollar estate, just leave a comment here..I swear to God, I shall hunt you down!And smother you with my love and affection.
*RIP :Another statistic of the recession.
Post Script : A palmist once told me that according to the alignment of the stars I should have been born a male.And then there was a goof up. Hence I am not responsible for what I write here. I am nothing more than a big celestial fuck up.’
Post Post Script :
Current status -out of work.trying to find a foot hold in the extremely competitive world of freelancing and travel writing. Have pen,have travelled,have thesuarus ,will write.
If you are good at something donot do it for free.Hence started my own travel firm GypsyFeet (Click on the image to the right of the main page)
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