A nice and bloody hectic evening at work. Out of the blue, Gmail window is buzzing. Unexpected, since I don't really chat anymore and invisible most of the time. xxx: Congrats! yt (yours truly): Thanks! :) Didnt expect this! Such an unexpected honour! (To be frank yours truly was beating around the bush, since he didnt get a clue on who this chick was!) xxx: :) yt: :) (Starts recollecting the generic name holder girls from school and finally throws a stone just to be sure) yt: howz the little one doing? xxx: Great! He started walking! yt: Cool! (Finally! This is her afterall!) yt: You have a fairly normal gmail id, then why from this? I had a hard time figuring out! xxx: Chumma! (simply) yt: btw what was the congrats for? :D xxx: :O For the marriage! yt: :O :O :O yt: The only marriage I am remotely associated with in the short-medium term is my roomie's. xxx: Then what about the blog? yt: Blog? xxx: Your post today! You have written that your mom said that y...
Not many confessions...Not too dangerous...At times a little out of mind!