‘YAAAAHOOOOOO…’

Naa.. That wasn’t any jungle war cry; or Tarzan swinging through the tree-tops… That was my inmate Viks (Vikram) announcing his arrival in Bangalore. It’s been a whole 3 months since Viks left for Amsterdam.. Viks and Nidhi (my other inmate) are real soul-mates.. They just can’t have enough of each other.. Enough of swearing on each other.. “You face looks like the under of my foot; you dingbat..” “Oh yeah?? Whatever happened to your hair?? Stuck your head in a copper cauldron??”

I used to look up to going home each evening…

For the past 3 months, life had hit a lull with no much entertainment.. Viks left to Europe on some official trip… My brother left for Muscat… And Nidhi had hit a trough… (must have something to do with one of his umpteen girlfriends) Our weekend trips to faraway lands too started reducing drastically.. Add to that all this my tough work schedule; and you would can imagine the state I was in.. The only solace being the occasional meetings with a friend of mine..

But no more.. Viks is back.. Nidhi seems to have patched up… both are into their original cussing habits… (ahhh… Music to my ears…) and plans are being chalked out for future expeditions…
Life.. is like a wheel… It will always come back on top…