Resurrection !
494. Four hundred and ninety four. Days gone by since I last wrote something for this webpage. I'm wondering what I've actually been doing over the last 494 days. But things have changed. Some things I wish had remained the same. Some, I'm glad changed. Like someone once said, "Change is the only constant in this universe". The best way to deal with it, in my opinion is to accept it. Nothing will remain. Not even this! Wet clothes. Both, the ones worn and the ones hanging on the rope. Slimy, slippery pavements. Fungus growing everywhere. I sometimes felt if someone would'nt move their arm for a while, moulds would probably start flourishing. Dank, musty smell from locked cupboards. Clouds. The season i despised the most - the monsoon. It took me a year and a half in Chennai, the land of never ending pitiless summer to realise the significance of the monsoon. When it first arrived, it always brought great respite from the heat. But two days of relentless beari...