“Wake up, will ya?”
“I am not sleeping.”
“Oh yeah? That’s good to know. So are you dead then?”
“Do I look dead to you?”
“I see that sarcasm goes right over your head. Let me ask you this then: what the heck have you been up to? Am I not in your scheme of things anymore?”
“Hmm… I traveled half way around the world, and saw my hometown ravaged by a freak storm. Trees down. Traffic lights out. People without power, homes without roofs. The trees especially, what a waste.”
“Oh, I see. Very sad. But how come you’re grinning now?”
“Coz I called my dentist, and his voice mail said something funny.”
“What?”
“Due to the hurricane last week (it said) our voice mail system was down, so we didn’t get all of your messages. We all know how hard this can be. But stay strong, and together we’ll get through this adversity. Thank you for calling.”
“Why is that funny again?”
“God, you are worse than me. But then that’s why you are in my scheme of things, you make me feel good.”
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Went to aa Rushdie book reading in Harvard square. This comes close on the heels of the Murakami one . Eat your heart out
You are sooooo lucky. I’ll probably end up meeting Chetan Bhagat sometime soon — that’s the way my luck goes.
I’ve been reading Kafka on the Shore by Murakami, and it looks very, very promising.
welcome back. hope things were much better than you expected at home.
ok — now how about a “my life” post …
This has been my conversation with real, flesh blood and junk food people too.
What a coincidence
Prash, back, but only temporarily. Will resume when I get settled again.
Hi, Just dropping by to say hello.
Have a nice week ahead.
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