Happy Death...

I had a wonderful time the past few days.. went about town with a coupla good buddies.. ate some really good food and downed a coupla mugs of beer and just went about the city walking along the victorian structures of south Mumbai, window shopping here, reading a book there, haggling with a hawker and gazing at passers by.. in short I was happy…

So happy that I wish I had died.. I’ve started to think that maybe it is best to die when you are happy…

“Happy Death” a point I’m beginning to ponder…

Too much too fast...

Things around me are changing too much.. and too fast..
and there's that distinct feeling that this time its taking a turn for the worse..

Dunno what to do..

anyway, Happy Independence Day people!!