officially-most-fucked-up-week-I've-had-this-year came to an end with two
retards I have for friends coming over with fruits (err...because I was sick and all that), me dropping an entire handi
full of scalding hot milk all over my hand and tummy and four of us
(including roommate) playing a particularly savage and seemingly never-ending
game of UNO (two decks of cards and everyone screwing with each other; that’s
the trick) over butter chicken and Maharashtriyan style cooked minty biryani.
I survived. And in
exactly 18 days I am headed home for pujo. :-)