of 'kings' and 'ox tongues'

I have been asked by some quarters of my college audience to look at the bigger picture, and not stick to stories pertaining to the microcosmic scenarios.

well, I will just leave the bigger picture for the erudite lot. I live upto my blogs name, as I update it, only when I have nothing worthwhile to do.

I seem to be out of ideas to dole out for the expecting lot who wait for an update on my blog just as eagerly as people do to hear Rakhi Sawant talk. I guess I am at the world's end when it comes to writing blogs.

For inspiration I visit some brilliant blogs, like those by nandan and chamko.

Just got back from a trip to Goa, laughed at by some for planning on Goa in the rains. But the weather was amazing and so was the Konkan Shoreline. so Screw you all who mocked me.

Konkan is, I believe is lost amidst the now mundane Lonavla and Khandala and Mahabaleshwar. But it's better that way, lest you know that DLF builds another freaking mall by the Sindhudurg fort, with basement parking.
Like my colleague at work (summer internship) once said, "DLF has ma(u)led Gurgaon."

Anyways coming back to Goa, that place has a charm of its own.

The narrow roads are the ones which hit me the most (third only to cheap booze and gorgeous dreadlocked chicks). The goans navigate on those with ease, and somehow even the outsiders drive like pro's on them. Maybe it has something to do with the abysmally low number of rickwallahs from the land of mulayam and maya and not to forget the yadav dude.

The food is not the topmost thing on your mind, when you down pintsssss of kings (which for the record costs less than Rs.20/-).......but Infanteria is the place to be.
Tried the Ox Tongue for the first time. Ame and lly relished it as well. Though Bee, Shr, Kun and Aks were busy pretending to be oblivious to our gourmet meal.

Also learnt on this trip to always look at the person pouring the vodka shots with suspicion, for he might fill his glass with water; else its advisable to stick to rum.

Now I am back in Mumbai, lost amidst the fucked up ricks, crowded buses and costly bottles of beer.

Past week seems a phantasm!