Hello Again
This blog entry is being written for many reasons, not least because Karan asked me too. He finally seems to have realised that this blog is not dead, though it's vital signs seem to flicker rather sporadically.
Well, for all those who want to read it, your problem.
On the 11th of September 2004, Bhavya celebrated his birthday party. I was originally supposed to be co-host of the very same birthday party, but since we did not go for a movie, and he took my suggestion to order food from outside as an affront to the food at his house (Which, let me tell all you lesser mortals who haven't eaten there, is superb), there was no way we could end up combining.
As a result, Gyan, Prateek and Vidushi refused to give me a birthday gift.
As Karan has pointed out in his blog, I took my revenge by flirting incessantly. This flirting is not to be confused with the flirting you mere mortals indulge in,but is the type of flirting that I indulge in, which involves the worst pick-up line in the world (Gee, I wonder what our kids would look like, and words to that effect). I could not use this line for all since I, broadening my traditional scope, decided to flirt with Karan. Hehe. The poor boy.
Anyway, coming back to the party, we had great fun, we watched shrek 2, and watched the cricket match. We alsom had cake.
Most of you will not think anything much of the fact that we had cake. Pretty much everyone has cake on people's birthdays, you would say. And you would be right.
Here, there was an important difference. Zis gateau here, Messieurs et Mesdames, was baked by Jyoti aunty, who happens to be Bhavya's mother(She also happens to be Aadisht's mother, but that's not the point here).
The point is, she makes the most amazing brownies, which were hot and fresh from the oven. No brownies I have ever had would compare to hers, except maybe for Barista's Chocolate excess, which would compare, unfavourably, with it.
With Ice Cream.
And a wonderful lunch before it.
Isn't life amazing?

On this happy note I shall leave, to furnish you with a most interesting tale tommorow.