Tuesday, May 3, 2011. The whiff of your shampoo. The clanging of bangles when you leave the room. Every morning after a bath. When you come and kiss me. I can smell your soap and feel your hand on me. During breakfast while eating eggs. When you look at me, I know you do. I know there is love but there is more pity. The stink of helplessness and the odour of incapacity. Does your scent cover it or can you still smell it. Is that why you bought the perfume.

Hopefully this is not you after reading my blog. I am no more just one useless fellow who got the chance of a lifetime to spend a year in switzerland. I have experienced many wonderful, amazing new things, a world I would have never been exposed to otherwise. But i still have the audacity to think that this blessed bit of fortune that came my way gives me the license to digitally pen my adventures,or even worse, my thoughts on paper. So, where was I? .