Cows, buses, pups and books

I'm going cow shopping tomorrow. To buy a cow with pretty eyes, long eyelashes, who prefers chewing gum to cud, and sings "Goru hoon main" to the tune of Sunita Rao's famous "Pari hoon main".

Second, I have realised that, usually, the crowded-er buses are the ones that travel quicker. Forget the travel light option.

Third, puppies with wrinkly faces are the best of the lot.

Fourth, I have acquired an autographed copy of a cookbook authored by a grand-aunt. It's in Bangla and has loads of very Bong, very easy recipes (especially lots of desserts). If you want to buy a copy, it's available for Rs. 50. Consider this a marketing ploy. Hee :).

:D (For want of a better title)

At the end of the day, it's the human story that rules.

'At the end of the day' is also one of the most cliched phrases that one can use.

A year and a half from now, I'm embarking on a world tour. Promise.

And I'm planning to scrap my earlier set of labels for GGG. New labels starting today.