Day 8

I'm going to keep counting the days till I reach Day 21 (that's how long it takes to form a habit blah blah blah...).

I'm still too tired to talk about Eden. Just thinking about it makes me feel tired and swamped in perspiration. I think I should leave that story for a rainy day. What's-in-a-Name, if you're around, I promise I'll blog about Eden soon enough. Pinky swear.

Today has been one of those awfully dull days. Mamata called a bandh, but I had office. The travails of being part of the press. On the flip side, I got to travel in a press car twice today. So that's pretty cool.

I don't think anybody should be allowed to work on a bandh day. These are days that should be dedicated to gully cricket, street football, and hours in front of the TV. By working on bandh days we are just ensuring that life passes us by. I think it's in a hurry.

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