Tuesday, September 21, 2010


Maybe wishing too hard can sometimes upset the balance in the universe. So I apologise for what I wrote previously. Please, please let this go off without a hitch. I feel like I'm a side character in a John Le Carre novel.

Also, congratulations, Messrs. Randy Orton and Bryan Danielson. May the newest Age of Orton stretch into the foreseeable future and may a succession of self-styled egotistical heels be LeBelle-d into screaming and tapping out like little girls.

Monday, September 20, 2010


I've never been an F1 driver, but right now, my life feels like I've crossed the start/finish line with 40 laps to go with a car crawling all over my rear view mirrors and I've looked up at my pit-board to see that the difference to the car behind me has shrunk and there's one big, forlorn word, all in capitals, conveying a simple, frightening message: PUSH.

Having spent three months struggling to put together three things to do for one day, I suddenly find myself with one day left and three places I really want to be, at the same time.

However, the truth is that it's stupid to get upset about stuff like this. Life is all about moving on and looking ahead, apparently. The visa is here, everything else is set and this is going to be the best year of my life, apparently.

There's actually very little to stop me from leaving. And I wish there was. I so, so wish there was.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Hmm, Possible

What if this visa doesn't come through?

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Hate, Love, Everything.

This 'International Burn A Koran Day' has really got me going.

Friday, September 03, 2010

In September

The countdown has well and truly begun.

Today is also very special for other reasons. I continue to be amazed, dear W.

I'm in love with Caroline Wozniacki.

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

The Flood

The outpouring of attention since my last post has been pretty overwhelming. I've never before had a surprise birthday party, I've never before managed to make so many people with nothing in common very proud of me for the same reason and I've never before managed to feel properly deserving of it all. To say that the last week has been the greatest of my life would be an exaggeration, but not by much.

However, it is September 1 today. There are exactly three weeks until I leave and with that comes the distinct feeling that I have it all to do all over again. Oscar Wilde once said, "all of us are in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars." As if he knew anything about the real world.

**Deep breath** Let us continue.

I'm not sure if there's a point to this story but I'm going to tell it again.

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I've been wilfully caught up in the self-defeating quest to get to know myself for years. I've never expected anything beneficial to result from such a quest. I tend to evoke extremely polarised reactions from people I get to know in passing. Consequently, only those people who know me inside-out would honestly claim that I'm a person who's just "alright." It's not a coincidence that the description I've laid out above has no fewer than, title included, eleven references to me (make that twelve). I'm affectionately referred to as "Ego." I think that last statement might have given away a tad too much. Welcome Aboard.

IHTRTRS ke pichle episode mein aapne dekha...


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