"I think Dr.Dang has stolen my mojo !!!", says my friend throwing his shirt on the floor... "There is this girl in my office... very nice girl.. very friendly... she asked me to accompany her for coffee this evening.. and... and.. I said I am preoccupied..." He bemoans.. "What in the name of f___ing shit is wrong with me???" Meet A. Himself is not the only person A finds wrong with.. "I hate the idlies they give there for breakfast.. She is beautiful, but why doesn't she wear a bindi?? People who travel early in the day don't take a bath, let's take a rick... Why isn't her navel round?" In spite of his constant complainings, A is a person you would give anything to be a comrade of.. You wouldn't find another with a better sense of humor and understanding..

"If any of you even look at her, I am gonna poke your eyes off.. She is mine... And I am in love with her.." Meet B, who constantly seems to forget the earlier person he was in love with when he sees the next. Armed with total extrovertness, a wonderful and attitude, and such open-mindedness, that his brain seems to fall out, B goes about serenading the ladies. "Oh!!! She has a boyfriend?? A seven footer?? weighs 200 pounds you say?? I don't give a damn.." Lean as a bamboo reed, with a mind as fickle as a bat, and a heart of a lion; B is the epitome of confidence... "Well.. Didn't you know?? I have a very fast pair of feet.."

In complete contrastness to A and B, is C; a serious individual with a penchant for doing things out of the ordinary. May it be in letting his hair down; putting his physique and mind to the sternest tests; or in bringing his house down trying to make dynamite in his laboratory at home ( but that was a long time back... ) If you like surprises, then with C, you will have plentiful.. him pulling a rabbit out of the hat every now and then...

D ... What can I not say about D?? D is the one I adore the most.. for his love of me, for his understanding, for his intellect.. If you have seen me, you will know him.. a wonderful person..more so a wonderful brother.. That's D for you..

Not even in my wildest dreams had I conceived of this... That I would have to line my body into such physical exertions; called exercise. I had banked so much on my metabolism to keep me fit and in good shape; irrespective of my cannibalistic habits; and so it had done faithfully for as long, that it had to be the growing flab around my waist that had to bring me back on earth.. I guess everything has a limit of its own...

Not that am worried about my physical appearance; that's the least I am bothered of.. But it's my slow inability to fit into my clothes, and my unwillingness to invest in a new wardrobe, that has made me take into jogging. Whatever be the excuse, it has made me admire the beauty of mornings even more...

The light drizzle kissing your cheeks; the wind beating against your chest; and singing through your hair; the trees laying a soft bed of flowers to tread on...

O Mornings... I love Thee...