I was having a good day. Not perfect. Good. Fine my feet hurt like hell, but then fashion does come at a cost. I walked from churchgate to colaba twice in two days. Walked all over kala ghoda and walked all over colaba, the gateway of india, all the way to basillico and then walked some more. Thus well, my feet hurt.

And still I said, I was having a good day. And then all in a moment, it turned wierd. I was sad, I was annoyed and I was frustrated. And then I got stopped by the traffic police. Ha, I havnt drunk a drop. ha ! I don't have my license on me either.

I have fucking lost my license again. And of course, I only got a new one issued two months ago.

Reason enough to be annoyed, no !? It fucking sucks you know, cuz when you really do try so hard, u fucking fail miserably. I guess reason enough to be frustrated too.

And my feet fucking HURT !