I must get out of the house

I couldn't take it anymore - I had to get out, this weekend of most. So after one call to Susie and two phone calls by Smith to cancel her appointments for the day, we were on our way to Nityagram. Of course we had to deviate from the plan as usual and make stops along the way. But our biggest deviation was at a HUUUGGE field, right by Nityagram, that was filled with cows and goats amongst a dismantled Ferris wheel. Nityagram itself was very mama-hoho (Mandarin for 'very so-so'), especially since we arrived too late for the regular weekend program.

Here are a few shots from the day. We spent the day -

Jumping,

Chasing cows,

Climbing trees,
Watching geese,

And lots of other things, but mainly taking pictures. :)

The classic self portrait.

Pictures are taken by Smith, Susie and of course me. To see more of my pictures from this day you can visit my photo blog.

Back in B-Town

I've been lucky enough to meet my best-est friends in the whole wide world every time I've come down.

Here's a snapshot of us BBQ-ing away, late on a Sunday Night.

I see time everywhere

My pizza telling me that it's 9pm already (or maybe 6:15 if I flip the picture around)!!

Alright, I have been slacking. But I really have reasons. This was my schedule last week (which is a typical week for me over here in Bangalore).

• Sat (1st August): Woke up at 7am (after a late Friday night at a play) to go shopping for the bridesmaids outfits which lasted all the way until 2pm; lunch with my aunt; household chores in the afternoon; a friend's wedding in the evening (which took place in a location that is 25 kms from my house).
• Sun: Breakfast at South Indies with my closest friends from college (who I only got to meet a month after I got here); lunch with some other friends; the afternoon is spent making calls to extended family and friends to let them know I exist and that I'm around here; the rest of the day with my mom (who hasn't been too happy with all my gallivanting).
• Monday through Friday: The gym at 6am; work from 9:30am to 6pm (for which I drive at least 36 kms a day in crazy traffic); along with dance classes from 8pm to 9pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays and drinks with friends on any evening that is free.

And then onto another weekend which is as hectic and jam-packed as the previous one. Is the lack of time a good enough reason?