Happy Bijoyadashami!

These are the eyes I talked about on a previous blog...It's like She knows what you want..

It was good to run into a regular blog reader last night at the Pujo. Much cuter than I'd have imagined..and also much more intelligent than about 90% of the gay men I meet..I mean the dude reads!! Awesome.

So looks like the general demographic of my blog reader is rather like the sort of people I like to hang out with and wish were friends. What a pity most of you are so far away...I would have loved to meet up someday. I already have met a few and have enjoyed the experience. Whether it's discussing the correct way to break syllables in Sanskrit or smoking weed while discussing old Doordarshan TV staples, I seem to have lucked out on having good, cool, hot people reading.

Also some possible love interests. I say possible since none of them live closer than 500 miles from Bombay. I say love because I'm too prudish to say lust. I say interest becuase like all things with me (excepting ass shape) , it's one-sided. I say interest"s" so that you know there's more fish in the sea if you don't start giving me any bhav soon.

Today is Bijoyadashimi (Bijoya to the Bongs, Dassera to us Konkanis, Dusshera to the vast musltitude of moffusil-types in this country). I hope good triumphs over evil in your house. I know my dad just agreed to give me equal access to the remote (case in point).

Onto Diwali and a series of blogs complaining about the noise and the smoke. Yippee!

Current Music:
So Lonely - Akon

I LOVE the voice in this song. I'm gonna talk like this even if it makes me sound like a spoilt Sindhan from Nepean Sea Road.