No not in India
I will be on a flight to India tomorrow. Apparently everyone thinks I’m living in Bombay as a back-up bollywood dancer, surviving on chaat and chai. That comes later, people. I have to cross an ocean and a continent first, and then I can jhalak dikhlajaaa my kundi (butt) all over Mumbai.
Read my blog and such confusions could be avoided. I’ll try to be regular. As a blogger. All regularities in other sections of my life is purely coincidental.