C’est La Vie

Its amazing how the most quotidian days can acquire a miraculous character in hindsight. The very chore that was cause for much grumbling ensures one is out of harms way. Otherwise it would have been one of those irritating days that melt into ‘the past’ with no feature to distinguish it from others of its kind.

I’m still trying to get my head around how 20 ppl sail up to the Gateway of India (The Gateway of India?!!), armed to the teeth and no one notices? How big are these back-packs that they get to hold AK-47’s and grenades enough? Or I should say how big is the weaponry?

If the rest of the world were half as squeamish as i, it would be a peaceful world.


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