Elevator talk

So I got into a lift from the third floor of my dad's office today. Here's how the conversation went.

Professional Sounding Lady Voice (PSLV) : " Going down"

Me : mhhh....

A few seconds pass in utter silence.

PSLV : "Ground floor"

I said "Thank you" and got out rather hurriedly.



On a side note, if you've read Douglas Adams's Hitchhiker's Guide to Galaxy, remember the neurotic elevators, doors with pleasing personalities and morose robots? Personally, I don't think we are far behind.

Tides of change

It has been forever hasn't it? I meant to write. But couldn't bring myself around to it.

The past few months have been crazy. My whole life has been upturned, turned inside out. It's still shaky. It's not all bad actually, but even good things in a momentous scale can be a little hard to digest.

I will write all about it. In just a few weeks. Maybe.

Till then, take care of yourselves. See you on the other side. :)