Back on the road.

I think that walking has become more important and philosophical than I would have liked it to be. Well recently at least.

Each time I'm with people, enjoying myself thoroughly in their company, I'm suddenly not there anymore; I'm back on the road, walking towards wherever I'm headed. I hate it. It happens so fast that its scary. I'll be all "Wow, I'm finally here!" and suddenly that thought creeps into my head: You're not really here, Tejas.
I'm back on the road, far away from where I just was. I hate it. I guess it's the one time I hate being on the road, walking. And that experience is over.

Maybe that's why I like video so much. I love taking photos, many people do. Just so that we can hold on to the time that we were there. I've been on an overdose of photo-taking lately, just so desperate to capture every single moment that happens. I keep asking Anish whether he has brought his camera or not, scared whether I might lose whatever I have seen at that point. We all thrive on those memories; and to me its more than just nostalgia. I can't explain it; its more than that. More than just sitting back and looking at those photos and listening to emotional-thinky music. I want to be able to feel it all over again. I don't know.
I'm really confused.

And suddenly I realise I'm not there anymore , I just stop, and think "Oh crap."
But Before I know it, I'll close my eyes and I'll be somewhere else.

Harry's Vogue thing.

I'm really proud of this!
I think it has become common for all five of us at Redial Entertainment, that whenever we get extremely bored, we have to break this monotony by creating something. Today has been especially boring for me and thus I decided to exploit; and to quote Anish, Harry's "freakishly photogenic" face.
They say pictures speak a thousand words(this one really does!) so I shall say no more. Here are the original and final photos.

Just thinking off the top of my head

After my long hiatus(code for laziness), I've decided to come back to blogging. So many things have happened in the past few weeks that I couldn't possibly fit in everything, unless I pull a Rowling. But some of the highlights have been spending a lot of quality time with my best friends, saying some painful goodbyes, meeting new interesting people in city centre, catching up with old friends, Redial Entertainment, re-entering a social scene, School, nostalgia, and Maroon 5's new single.

I knew I wouldn't be able to write a post just to cover all the events that have take place recently, so instead I'll just write off the top of my head. I am leaving Dubai some time next week, for what I believe may be a long time. I've been keeping so busy that I almost forgot about it altogether. I'm LEAVING DUBAI! This place has been my home all my life. Yeah Dubai/Sharjah same thing, whatever. But Still! I feel so complete in this snug life of controversial/contradictory comfort that I'm not sure if I'll even have a semi-smooth life in India, whichever city I decide to study in.
But I'm looking forward to it.

People keep thinking that they have everything planned out for life; where they want to study, or what they want to do for a living. But the truth is that everything can change in a second. I'm lucky that I feel that I've selected a course that I think I will be quite good at, and I'm hoping my background and roots at Redial Entertainment will benefit me while I pursue a career in the field.

I'm going to miss most of the people here, and I hope I don't take it to badly the day I'm heading for the airport. I guess the only thing I'm just dreading is the next 2 months of settling in.
After that I should be fine.

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Name, Songs

I know it is Valentines day, however I shall resist the urge to rant about my love life. Instead I'll share 2 new things with all readers, both music-related.

1. While listening with earphones, you should try closing your ears over the plugs. It makes your song extremely "bass-ey" and wonderfully reminiscent of your local club,although I do not reccommend prolonged use.

2. I listed out all songs which have names of people as their respective titles. What's interesting is that the female to male ratio is 4:1, and that's only by passing titles for males such as "Mr.Brightside", which technically doesn't officially count, but as the guy-from-the-grammy's-advertisments-on-star-world dude says, "rock n'roll is about breaking the rules".So...

Female names(What I have so far):
Angie, Laura, Nikita, Lola, Alison, Cecilia, Mandy, Jude, Maria(Maria), Tallulah, Jenny(was a friend of mine), (My)Sherona, Adrienne, (believe me)Natalie, Eleanor (Rigby)[there are actually two songs with her], Georgia[not charles], Dani(California), (long tall) Sally, Maybellene, Layla, Maggie May, Jessica, Sister Golden hair?, (Sister) Fatima, Josie, (Cross eyed) Mary, Sarah (Yellin'), (The diary of) Jane?, Stacey's Mom?, Chariot, Rapunzel, Roxanne, Elizabeth, Julie, Sophia, Michelle.
Thats all I've got so far; question marks on the ones that aren't technically allowed in my list.
Feel Free to contribute to my list. And also I do have the names of the bands who wrote and recorded these songs, but you must be outta your mind if you think I'm going to write all that down.

Male songs(I don't know how many of these count):
Mr.Jones, Mr.Bojangles, Joey, Kody, Charlie, Mr.Bartender?, (King)Creole, Casey Jones, (Hey) Joe, Daniel, Mr.Tambourine Man?, Louie(Louie), (Cotton eye) Joe, Vincente, Mr.Brightside.
Well, that's all folks!

I Liked Justin Timberlake's First Album

Recent conversations with people made me realise something new. It's not a habit or a quality, but a general nature about people. Everyone knows about the whole "going with the trend" thing. People can choose to like things that are either "in" or "cool" just so that they can be accepted as part of the gang.
But everyone knows that, right?

It actually only struck me now as how important that it is to me. To like and dislike what you want to, and not give a damn about what people think. It may be just a very small issue, but its important to me nonetheless. I'm just happy with myself today, because I know I don't choose that type of lifestyle where I have to go with any flow of any sort, and I'm thankful I have the type of friends that don't influence my behaviour in that way.

I remember when Justin Timberlake's first album released, I bought it and really liked it. It was funky and catchy and I enjoyed listening to it. It was my own fault I gave it up however, after people started laughing at me; my fault because I knew I shouldn't have done so. I listened to it recently again, and was wondering why I ever stopped listening to it!
About his new album however...
The point is simple but important: Do what you think is right, don't be part of a trend just for the sake of it and don't be afraid to try new things.
And also that I like Confessions on a Dance Floor.

Let Love In

I really wanted to wait till the last exam was over to blog, but I couldn't hold back.
Anish, for my birthday last year, along with an audioslave UMD burnt me a cd filled with stuff. The stuff I really wanted to see was 24 which I did, and since there was extra space he gave me some music.
Today I heard 'Let love in', 'the Goo Goo Dolls' previous album.

It has to be the worst album I've heard so far. My God.

'Let Love In' is the most cliched album in the history of cliched music. Most of the songs are on the same key, so for the better part of the album you think you're listening to one big song. And they have similar chords. And I can sing the words "Stay with you" throughout the entire album and can still be phrasing with the rest of the band.

1.Stay With You [The only one I can tolerate]
2.Let Love In [Similar vocals to "Stay With You"]
3.Feel The Silence [Of his probably bleeding heart]
4.Better Days [When she's there]
5.Without You Here [...No better days]
6.Listen [Change of vocals...Bad idea]
7.Give A Little Bit [no comment]
8.Can't Let It Go [no comment]
9.We'll Be Here (When You're Gone)[<--they did it for me!]
10.Strange Love [Change of Vocals again]
11.Become [Poor way to end]

The band were obviously going through some major love issues through this album, as we have one sappy love song after another; that is right till 'Listen'. Here the band tries something different and the lead singer hands over the vocals to the guitarist. This guy has the most annoying voice ever, and over that he has really original lyrics, like in the chorus: "Listen...Listen to me."
Sigh.
But on the brightside at least from that song onwards, the songs get a bit more upbeat. But not better. This is a bad album. Comparing this to albums like "Songs about Jane" and "Bounce" which i think were the best albums I have purchased so far, and where the entire album is great. On most occasions we like most of the album and dislike a couple of songs. Here we have the rare case where you like one song and the rest of the album sucks. I can probably guess the names of the songs for their next album; it should be something like 'Together','Until you leave' and 'Be with me'.

There are still some good things about this album however. The lead singer has a good voice despite having bad lyrics. The album does have some emotion in it, but I guess after 11 songs you do get the message, perhaps emotional periods aren't the best times to write music.
Let Love in?
Hell...Let me out!

A few more things...

Here are a few more things I wanted to blog about before the prelims...

1. I think Anish covered the whole new year escapade quite well so I wont waste time on that...instead happy new year to whoever i havent wished already!

2.I did it! I walked to my school in Jumeirah! I missed the bus for my extra classes about 2 weeks ago, and my dad had already left for work. Instead of taking a cab, I just started walking! I started at 7:45 and reached by 10:30; thats 2 hours 45 minutes!


woo!
The red line goes off the map on both sides!:P

3.I'm totally in love with this female:



4. I hate March.Because...

5. ...Of the great shows I might miss, such as jazz fest! In honour of him, I have added the Jamie Cullum player to my blog. C'mon guys, get into jazz!

Uhhh, yea. That's it.

Do you really know whats happening?

Do you really know whats happening?
Rocky Balboa is a success,
More people have died in Harry Potter,
No more new internet windows,
Thats one more year gone,
Battery is going faster than ever,
We're communicating on .28 fils,
Sequels in the Indian film industry,
1 Gb mail space,
No more buying CDs,
Glass and Steel,
Still more C G Am F,
35% Polyester Lab coats,
Audio Books,
Tallest buildings in the same country,
More and more folders,
A single Tb,
and still 3 more till double digits!

Plastic Surgery, Stories so far and Baby Doll

Recently I have been thinking about some stuff, all random. I honestly can't seem to focus on anything specific.
I don't know if they've been doing this from some time or not, but I think that whenever an actor/actress in a Hindi soap gets tired of his role and wants to quit, he is faced with some options. The produces can kill him/her off, but I think their personal favourite is to make him/her have a near fatal accident. Obviously in this accident they make sure a larger portion of the persons face is pummelled in (or out), and thus the only option is for them to have plastic surgery.
Sigh.
When I last visited the Sahara Centre bookstore (on level 1/2) I ran into the non-fiction section. It's so strange how everyone wants to release "their story so far". Everyone is releasing their autobiographies on their lives "so far". Everyone is impatient. They can't wait till their old enough to hire an assistant whom they can dictate to.
I don't know.
It makes the process far simpler. But then you wonder if they'll start right from the beginning or from where they left off. Also how they title their own books: THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY. I mean, rather than "my autobiography" they have "THE" inserted and a picture of him/her silhouetted against some brilliant beautiful landscape.
Oh well.
They've started advertising on Cartoon Network now. I can't believe they are doing this. And the best part is that it’s for a doll. I want to talk about this doll. It is not an ordinary doll by any means. This "baby-doll" (excuse the unintentional references to the new wave of Hindi pop; another bit I'd like to talk about someday) can shut its eyes and go to sleep and has a jacuzzi/tub type thing in which you can bathe it. You can pump bubbles into the tub it as well.
But I think the highlight of this toy is that....wait for it...it can pee. Yes that’s right. Baby-doll now pees. How do I know this? Because they actually had a close-up of baby-doll...functioning.
Oh well. That’s technology for you!
But don't get me wrong. I’m not knocking everything; there is still some good left in this world.
I don't know how many of you watch 'Sheep in the big city', but I can tell you one thing, it's a salvation.
Sorry for criticising everything else. I can't focus!

Overview of the last few days

I'm really worn out. Today I slept, and then slept again.
Its been a hectic but fun week though.
Here are the bad points:
1. Abuse-filled, stressing tech-rehearsals for "Any Dream Will Do".
2. Rain at the wrong time.
3. Bad headphones.
4. PSP messed up.
5. Running around to find Judges. Last minute stuff.
6. Making Judging Sheets (With a lil' help from my friend...well actually I helped him!)
7. I missed half of children's day.
8. Because of last minute editing.
9. Stupid parents cancel "Any Dream Will Do".
10. They spelt my name "Tegas Menon" in the brochure.
11. Did not eat dinner for 4 days in a row.
12. Screwing up Chords for a song you think you practiced.
13. Losing the competition.
14. UnOfficial Last day of school.

But everyone knows that there is a brightside to everything. Here are the good things.

1. I made new friends at Millenium School.
2. Met a Magician.
3. Recorded the Magician.
4. Had three amazing shows.
5. Saw a Brilliant Award Winning Play "Good Morning Shakespeare".
6. One of my best friend's got the overall best actor and a standing ovation.
7. Redial Entertainment had some well-deserved critical acclaim.
8. We pulled of Crescendo 2006! I can't believe we got it to happen!
9. Saw an amazing show from the teachers for the students. Respect!
10. Axel and Sharon...(Sir and Ma'am respectively) I love you guys!
11. Made some new friends at Modern!
12. Saw some great talent.
13. More walking for me!
14. Monday was fun.:P

Lots more stuff happened, I can't remember. I'm sleepy.

Rain and Breaking Records

In the past few days I achieved two big things:

1. You all know how I like to walk. I left the house right after getting back from school at 5 on the day of the physics exam, and tried to find my way to Zulekha Hospital. My cousin's wife just gave birth to a baby boy, and I really wanted to see how she and the baby were. I told my mom "I'm going for a walk" and left.
After walking past Sahara Centre, I looked around for the hospital, but couldn’t seem to find it anywhere. After a few more minutes of aimlessly walking around, I looked at the time...I think it was 5:20. Then a crazy idea came into my head. I saw Al Mulla Plaza in the distance. Whenever I get these gut feelings I just decide to go with them. So I started to walk to Ali's House.
For all who do not know, Ali lives on Maktoum Street in Deira. I live in Sharjah.
I kept walking for a long time, past Al Mulla,
Past The Dubai Police Headquarters,
Past The Peugeot Cars Showrooms,
Past Ramada in Abu Hail,
Down Salah-u-din Road,
Past The Muraqqabat Police Headquarters,
Until I saw the clock tower far ahead. At that point I called Ali and told him where I was, he thought I was bullshiting! I told him to wait for me.
One of the best things is that when you know you’re so close to your destination, you are filled with another sort of energy, not that I was especially tired, but I was so close to breaking all my records of 'distance-walking' that I started walking faster.
When I reached the rear-end of Taj Palace I went insane. I was so overjoyed that I broke into a frenzied run.
Then I rang his doorbell and Ali opened the door to his apartment. He couldn’t believe it; I honestly don’t think I could believe it. We both started laughing.

2. I have been praying for sometime that I would get the opportunity to walk in the rain.
You know.
For a new experience.
The only really huge problem is that I picked the day when it rained like god had overturned his tub.
It was full of water of course.
I had to go to the Millennium School for some Redial Entertainment work, and seeing as it within walking distance, and also since I realllly wanted to walk I took my jacket and headed downstairs.
Then I came back up and took my umbrella.
The bad part is that, to get behind Sahara centre, you have to go through this sandy area, which obviously had turned to mushy icky gook. But I endured it anyway, I even got my shoes clean; the water had collected on the road in a traditional pool-type fashion, and the cars passing by didn't think much of sparing me. My jeans were now clean too.
It stopped raining during the latter part of the journey; I could put my umbrella away. The squishing from my wet socks was going too, but the damn entrance to the school was blocked. When I say blocked I mean that there was water at least 2 feet deep in front, and there was a reprise from the icky sand as well.
Thank God I got a lift back.
Well, that’s two more things I’ve wanted to do, completed. Next I’m going to try walking to school.

Inappropriate Elevator Conduct

The strangest thing happened today. It was also quite embarrasing. They should'nt charge people for IEC (Yes I am known for making up terms! Ashiq knows that)! My mom asked me to get some bread from the grocery. You see, the people there are quite lazy (if I may say so myself). They don't believe in delivering upstairs if its less than Dhs 10/- and/or less than 3 items.

When I entered the lift, there was a man inside already. Then,
I can't really place it, maybe I was in the mood, I started laughing. I hid myself in a corner.He did'nt seem to notice, which was bad for me, cause if he said or even did anything I may have stopped.
But he did'nt.

So I continued until we stopped on the 18th floor. This is the worst part about living on the highest floors. Especially on the 'wake-up-late-your-screwed' days. When you are in a hurry to get out, it's Murphy's Law all over again.
A considerably wider than average lady stepped in with her 3 children. I really don't know what was up with me, cause I started laughing even more. I have this tremendous bad habit of not being able to control good laughter. When I say 'good', I mean to say that whenever something is really amusing to me, I will not stop laughing for longgg time. Anywhere, I just have to recall it, and I'm off.

I think it was the image of my friends laughing at something really stupid. I don't know what they were laughing about ( It could have been the laughter 'from Romit' :P ), but it was just that image.

I started laughing even more. I think it was at this point that the man looked at me. But he didn't have time to say anything, he had to make room for another female who just entered the lift.

Another thing about elevators are that (in mine, at least) they have mirrors on all sides, so everywhere I turned the man was giving me dirty looks. I also tried to find a way of justifying my laughter, I tried thinking of a reason for which would explain my peculiar behaviour. I had no objects on me that would remind me of a fond time or a friend that perhaps I was sharing a joke with. I think in the end I managed to give him an apologetic grin, which he did not return.

You always wish the people in your building are cool.

I had to endure 21 + P3 + P2 + P1 floors of this continuously growing laughter. The Lady kept pushing her children as far from me as was possible, the other female was repeatedly pressing the "< >" button and the guy just looked pissed. You'd think people would have a sense of humour! I stopped laughing by the time we reached "G".
I let them exit first.
:P

Love & Other Things

Don't be fooled its only audio.
This is an instrumental song I recorded today...
Just doodling.
I recommend hearing with headphones/earphones.

Redial Entertainment

The Cryptic Stumped!

Who is "In search of light"??

Who is the Owner of this blog??

Who is Notthedern or Notthetun?

Who is this unknown mysterious blogger who has Anish Malpani's Links...WORD TO WORD??

Don't Believe me?
I recently added a tool called Technorati; quite commonly known to all "pro-bloggers", basically its a kind of profile on a site which is a blog search engine. In my profile theres an option to see "All sites that link here" i.e. as in to my blog. I checked and found none-other than "In search of Light..." as a link. I do not know who this person is but here are my questions:
1. Does anyone know?!
2. Any Info?
3. Why does he have ditto links like Anish?
I MUST KNOW!
There are two contributors to the site, most probably both are the same person, but whats even more interesting is that his profile says "Don't Exist".
If your reading this "notthedern" I just want to say that I'm curious about this new syndrome that I proudly call:
The Stalker Blogger Syndrome!
You know what notthedern?
I'm going to link you!
:P

The Cryptic's thoughts on littering.

For the longest time, I held the Pepsi can in my hand.
I was caught in another EVS disaster yesterday, when I realised I didn’t bother to bring back the endless photocopies of the textbook from school, before my desk was cleared out a day before the exams began. Even better was that I knew this on Wednesday and Thursday and Friday, but didn’t bother to do anything about it till Saturday. So I began another journey at 7:15 in the morning. I planned to walk to Rubin’s house, Borrow his book, photocopy it fast, give it back and then walk back home. I couldn't believe I was doing so much for EVS.
I reached by 8, only to find out that Rubin was studying and thus could not give the book to me. I began to panic, so he told me to take Aaron’s book. Now I didn’t feel like doing this for 2 reasons,

1) I hadn’t called him to wish him the previous day (I messaged though!)
2) And thus borrowing his book at such an unearthly hour would be quite heartless.

So I called him. When he didn't pick up I spoke to his mom, who asked me to return it soon.
After a lot more mess-ups and misunderstandings with apparently "closed" photocopy shops, I gave the book back and started walking home. Now here’s the deal:
While I was walking I was thinking about the pointlessness of a subject like EVS( I don’t really find it thaaat pointless but this is so all you people can "dig" me) and I was doing what I do normally while walking: Observing the smaller details in my path.
I bought a can of Pepsi.
I wanted to find a place to throw my can and I couldn’t, because there weren’t any bins.
So I held the can in my hand.
Man, there is so much junk in Sharjah.
I was walking through Al Wahda, (the Champs-Ely sees of Sharjah :P) and counted 28 cans on the ground and after that I stopped. See now I'm not being all holier-than-thou or any crap, its just that there’s so much shit on the floor man! Junk, junk, junk everywhere I looked. It's just really bad.
What made me write this is that its so bloody weird man! You find the strangest junk at the most awkward places. I was walking through a deserted sandpit, found a teabag! Someone was making tea there! I found cigarette packets inverted on top of those red and white cones. And another thing, you'll find junk thrown around a dust bin.
Well at least they’re original.
They make us go for all this clean-up-the-world-crap-so-you-can-get-a-fancy-certificate-for-college crap, but really, if your own city looks like rubbish, what’s the point? Now most peoples stance on littering is that I'll see you throw something on the floor, I'll tell you don't do it, then I'll do the exact same thing and then you'll tell me, whatever. Just, from now onwards, please don't litter, cause frankly it just looks bad. If a blog post from a friend can't convince you, no text book ever will.
I got home and threw the can in the bin.

P.S. Aaron… Happy Belated Birthday!

Discrete - The Final Revelation!

(Alternate Colours)

(Potential CD cover)
This was on the comments page of the last post.
Ashiq, I couldn't have said it better myself.

" The time has come to reveal all.

Ashiq Rahiman is the Vocalist and Beatboxer and brings with him a wide array of influences, which arguably makes him the most musically diverse member.

Yuvraj Dewan is one of 3 Guitarists. His love for classic rock and his raw, home-honed six-stringed skills constitutes much of the substance of their music.

Jeetu Mohanachandran is a Guitarist and has an uncanny hold over the Keyboard, too. His melodic vocal harmonies will be perhaps the only element common to all their music.

Akshay Mehta completes the vicious 3-pronged attack with his Guitar that has borne the brunt of his frequent routines of tympanum-tearing Metallica. He is a new addition to the ensemble and has shown much prowess already.

Discrete will not play music that conforms to your mood or your opinion. Discrete will not play music you will jive to. Discrete will not play music that will help you feel better or worse. Discrete doesn't know you or anyone else. Discrete doesn't care how you feel. Once the band members are together, they see nothing beyond. Once they play, you will hear nothing beyond.

It wasn't part of the agenda to go toe-to-toe with anyone else. However, Tejas is our manager. Anything he says, goes. We will not compete unless we have the go-ahead from Tejas. And now that we do ...

Fight music with music.

4:07 PM, November 15, 2006 "

Discrete Vs The Studzies

After hearing much about the new band "The Studzies", I as band manager of "Discrete", would just like to brew up a storm and make some headlines.
This is not a challenge, but just the general competitive spirit of mine and hey, friendly competition is always fun. After Discrete does release its debut album, they will release their first single (name disclosed) and I just want to see whose will be #1 on the charts, so this is the official way of saying,
Game on.

Another Episode / Biking in the "hood" with Harry & Shakini

Every single day since the Ramadan ended, my bus has reached school at 8:15. For all those who don't know, assembly is at 7:40. Let me tell all of you now itself that I hate missing assembly. Most of the ones in the hall I get to sing, but nowadays if there is a slight reduction in traffic, a light bag and if I run as fast as I can, I'm lucky to catch the "Prefects and teachers, please take over."

It’s been 3 weeks since Eid. I decided I had enough. There was to be a special screening of the documentary in the hall this morning, after which we would be called on stage to receive our very own copy of From the Inside and a "letter of gratitude". I really didn't want to miss it, so I asked my mom if I could stay in someone’s house who lived in Dubai. It was arranged and I packed my bag to stay at Renoo Aunty's house for the night.

Renoo Aunty lives in Jumeirah so obviously I had to take the bus back to her place and to my pleasant surprise Harendra was in my bus too. I was telling him earlier that day.
"So where does Renoo aunty live?" he asked me.
"Jumeirah."
"Okay where in Jumeirah?"
"Uhh I dunno I think somewhere behind Beach Centre..."
"Okay...I live behind that too..."
"Yea in some villa back there."
"Okay...so do I...


...so what’s Renoo Aunty's real name?"
: P

After Crashing at her house and showering I closed the door to the room in which I would be sleeping. I tried to study for a while, I actually did some poetry in the end, but it was too exhausting; I had a bad cold and a headache too. But something was better over there. There’s nothing like privacy you know. Shutting your door and keeping your thoughts too yourself while they are still tender. Then letting them grow into something fantastic. I was drawing for a while.
I called Harry later to find out what time the bus usually came to pick him up. After he told me I was about to say 'thanks bye!' but he was like 'Hey, what are you doing now?"
So it was after a Sharad Pawar/Democratic/Advertising in India-filled conversation at dinner, that Harry, Shakini and I went for a walk around Jumeirah. I got to ride on Harry's grey bike.

Jumeirah is quiet. I like that. Apart from the occasional car passing by there isn't much 'action'. Harry told me that the population was mostly made up of dogs and babies. I loved the silence and the feel of being out late at night in the company of friends. Instead of writing line by line, here's what all I saw/enjoyed:
1. A not so clean Moon.
2. Shakini going all serious and saying "Tejas get off the road" whenever there was a car crawling in the distance at perhaps 2.5 miles an hour.
3. Slowing down on the bike and circling so I could be in line with Harry.
4. A Garbage Truck.
5. A mini grocery store.
6. A Black dog.
7. A white dog.
8. A man restraining a Black and a White Dog.
9. Fancy Cars.
10. Dog Poop.
11. The Silence.

I decided to blog on this episode anyway while we were riding, and Shakini suggested a title for it: "Biking in the hood"; which I have included...sort of.
I liked it. Thank you, Shakini and Harry.

The Next Morning after Changing and packing my bag, I said goodbye to Renoo Aunty and Satish Uncle. It meant a lot to me that they let me stay, considering the fact that it was on very short notice. I really enjoyed myself there. They gave me my privacy and even allowed me to go out with my friends at night. I respect that. There are anyways otherwise like family to me. They have been really good friends with my mom for a really long time and helped us a lot too. Thank you Renoo Aunty and Satish Uncle.

I reached school at 7:30!
Assembly cancelled...buses were late. Stuck in traffic it seems.