And it is time to say goodbye. The boxes have been shipped out of Australia and I am out of the country. I don’t feel sad or down. I am glad for the experience and the opportunity. Continue reading
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Nostalgia is a powerful thing. It hits you at the unexpected moment taking one back to days of my childhood. It happens when I see the gulmohar tree burst out in flowers shading the skies red. It Continue reading
Move 3 has been a snail. It has been moving slowly, dragging its feet (As I had whined here before). It is equal measures fascinating and ugly and boring. You want to stare at it for a while and Continue reading
Move 3 is dragging its feet and I find myself clinging to hope and waiting Continue reading