living the life of an arees

All Ramadaan i was glad that my weight was being kept under control and whoopeee over a weekend all that flab has reappeared. partly i am to be blamed as well - i could have gone with a salad, but then red lobster with endless shrimp was like a sweet juicy carrot dangling in front of me. i fell for it reminding myself that i had a week to recover. but i have seriously no excuse for that wonderful delicious dessert called as icecream. what fitna!!! No it is time for LA fitna ... sorry LA fitness.

actually the arees thingy started a day before when people started asking me for tickets to india and i politely started selling the place that i had inside my suitcases. till now 4 people have committed to occupying the suitcases.

i never knew how this thing spreads - circa icc picnic - everything from biryani to roast lamb to advice to personal stories to apartment to tension (and the absence of it) to clothes and i forget the others. yes and imad did not make it any easier. now even at isha those little cub scouts come walking to me - not knowing how to congratulate me - but inquiring whether what they heard is true. and the pleasure they derive from hearing it from the horse's mouth!!!

and the less said about chat the better. when i went back to india for the first time - there was this set of questions tht were to be expected from everyone. i have now become aware of the next set of questions. (hitting-head-on-chair-smiley)

speculation theory

I promise this will be my only speculation - but the rove machine surely is going to use the impending trial decision of saddam to twist the tide in the two days prior to nov 7.