Today is likely to be an interesting day. That is all I’ll say for now.
Much as I shouldn’t be cryptic. I can have my own fun. Which reminds me of a crypgame I played once with some innocent IITians. The line went something like this (it may be 20% here and there, but then this was four years back, and I was laughing so hard, that some of my memory just fell out!)
The fifth floor is on fire and the beans are orange!
I remember telling one maha-pervert friend of Sri’s this line on the phone, with strict instructions to repeat it, word by word, in the same order to Sri. Now stuck in this very delicate situation, Chaddah (well, have to give him credit. He did play Cupid for a little while to aid — hhmm interaction between Sri and I, though I suspect he did it more out of need for entertainment than of just good intentions!) decided to ‘de-code’ this particular line. I do believe they came up with certain theories.
Ha! Oh well, that did end with me quivering with giggles.
Yesterday, on the television, caught an interesting feature that played around with one of my pet conspiracy theories.
Did they really land on the Moon in 1969? The feature was brilliant, and well-executed. Didn’t play around with the politics or the emotions of it, and instead, put forward a cogent logical line of thought.
Anyhow, heading back to the day now. For whatever is in store for self. (Insha-Allah! to that)
