I was i the middle of the dramatics finales… cut off from the outer world at the time… the exact moment at which the german bakery was being blasted into pieces. I wasn’t a regular at the place, in fact i visited it only once to ‘actually’ eat something. It was much more of a landmark than a food joint. It was this same tuesday that we approached them for a sponsorship proposal….. The nepali waiter was quite surprised with us “u can talk to the boss if u want, but i never saw him doing such a thing” …. he was sort of right. The boss didn’t even heard our deal…. that was kind of plain and simple, not as rude as giving us their card and saying “we will call u if we are interested” … which i generally assume to mean.. “i m too shy to say this, but i want you out of my property right now !”… The people all around pune have been resenting the loss since a few days. I hope they show the same for the lives lost in the blast. But, i guess we are too habitual to it that we barely notice it an
This is not a bored housewife's blog and neither a clueless wanderer's ramblings... I write this for the feeling of self discovery i get from writing the things i never thought i would say in public !