ummmmm...im loving it!!!

it feels blessed to be back home after a hustling 9 months in the US of A... twas a surprise visit and dad n mum were speechless when i just walked in all of a sudden..their expressions were worth capturing,..(Lux kya scene hein types)and they cudnt resist showring me wid kisses..mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!
i have returned to my former lazy self with all the subtlety that i could manage..back to ghar kha khaana n fab india kurtis...glad that kutti has started acknowledging me after running away from me for the first two days...cant stop doting on him n simply love the way he calls me.." dhi....dhaa"( dhi= short for odhina..dhaa= come):)my homecoming has put few aunts back in their "match-making" métier( with no offence meant to all the aunts..i simply adore u guys for caring so much)...n paaaaaaani puri...nd srikanth i ve been eating your share of pani puris too:P..theres so much 2 say but its realy difficult to put into words what i feel at d moment..mmmm simply loving every moment of my stay here.. dont wanna go back!!:( how i wish that life had a pause button.. or i get the univeral remote control adam sandler managed to lay his hands on in the movie Click... click! click! n i would just fast forward the next one year of my masters..hmmmm remote or no remote life has to go on..just hoping to make d most out of my short trip..making my jaunt jaunty..geee....
n for all those who havent been to the bhagyanagaram in a while will post soon on wats new in the city..n d traffics sure gonna drive u crazy...beleive me sitting in d car scares me!!!!

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Anonymous said…
ur back?? good!! nenu kooda hyd lo unta..;)
June 7, 2007 at 5:04 AM
Anonymous said…
btw b'day ki untava hyd lo?
June 7, 2007 at 5:06 AM
JoyousFaith said…
So glad to see you arrived home safely. Enjoy!!!
June 7, 2007 at 9:43 PM
Jeseem said…
enjoy ur vacations.
ohh and plesae don't make us jealous by talking of pani puris :(
July 7, 2007 at 12:31 PM
PAKKAD said…
expressed in a whole hearted fashion. Emotions are pouring out.....must have been in a really gud mood.....

i liked the way u described the way u enjoyed.....keep it up....

Kishan
December 4, 2007 at 9:32 AM
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