Year 2010......Year 2011

Oh boy, the start of the year couldn't have been better. Getting looted by a cab driver 2 hours past midnight could be called the ideal start to this new glorious year. For a $15 ride we ended up paying $100, lucky for me the bad luck was shared by one of my friend.

 And so i end up in the hotel, doing what i know best, watching TV lying on the bed. The spectacle on the television was more grand and glorious than the pussy firecrackers that were on display in New York. Dubai, my second home threw a monstrous celebration which was a treat for the eyes.

It was one of those new years which was more or so dry. In some ways that is a nice thing to happen. New year resolutions didn't seem to surface my mind and till date i haven't been able to decide on one. Either way, this year would be a turning point in life and hope in turns in the right direction. 


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