Fairytale Gone Wrong

Boy meets girl through mutual friends. Falls in love with her, they go out on their first date to watch Lion King. Boy proposes girl at Ritz Hotel with a �25,000 diamond ring. They get married in a lavish ceremony and live happily ever after. Sounds like a fairy tale, right? Well, not every fairy tale has a happy ending...and this one in particular didn't quite end the way it was meant to be. 

This is the story of Anni Dewani, a 28 yr old Swedish-born Indian woman, who was kidnapped and murdered during her honeymoon in South Africa, whilst taking a trip with her husband Shrien Dewani through Gugulethu township near Cape Town on 13 November 2010. This may sound like a usual case of kidnapping & robbery, given the fact that South Africa is infamous for such cases.

But this was a plan hatched by her husband, who wanted to get rid of her. The driver of the cab later admitted that he had been paid 15000 rand by Shrien to murder his wife. And now there are alleged reports of Mr. Shrien Dewani being a gay! For heaven's sake why on earth did he have to marry this girl if he was not interested in the first place? And what did he get by getting her killed? 

He still claims that he is innocent and that he had nothing to do with his wife's murder. Such cases just leave me without words, full of anger and disgust. The timeline & other details of the case can be found here:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-bristol-13226067

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_of_Anni_Dewani

Fairytale Gone Wrong

Boy meets girl through mutual friends. Falls in love with her, they go out on their first date to watch Lion King. Boy proposes girl at Ritz Hotel with a �25,000 diamond ring. They get married in a lavish ceremony and live happily ever after. Sounds like a fairy tale, right? Well, not every fairy tale has a happy ending...and this one in particular didn't quite end the way it was meant to be. 

This is the story of Anni Dewani, a 28 yr old Swedish-born Indian woman, who was kidnapped and murdered during her honeymoon in South Africa, whilst taking a trip with her husband Shrien Dewani through Gugulethu township near Cape Town on 13 November 2010. This may sound like a usual case of kidnapping & robbery, given the fact that South Africa is infamous for such cases.

But this was a plan hatched by her husband, who wanted to get rid of her. The driver of the cab later admitted that he had been paid 15000 rand by Shrien to murder his wife. And now there are alleged reports of Mr. Shrien Dewani being a gay! For heaven's sake why on earth did he have to marry this girl if he was not interested in the first place? And what did he get by getting her killed? 

He still claims that he is innocent and that he had nothing to do with his wife's murder. Such cases just leave me without words, full of anger and disgust. The timeline & other details of the case can be found here:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-bristol-13226067

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_of_Anni_Dewani

Time Goes By...

Yet another weekend of craving to be by your side, walking the quaint little streets hand in hand, not knowing where we are headed to...Miss you so much sweetheart...so want to be there with you at this moment!!

Time Goes By...

Yet another weekend of craving to be by your side, walking the quaint little streets hand in hand, not knowing where we are headed to...Miss you so much sweetheart...so want to be there with you at this moment!!

The Battle Within...

"Kaisi Hai Yeh Udasi Chhayi Mere Dil Main,
Kaisi Gehri Hai Yeh Tanhayi Mere Dil Main,

Raahon Main Yaadon Ki Khamoshi Barse,
Aankhon Main Jo Ghum Hai Aansu Ko Tarse,
Yeh Bata Yeh Kyun Hua..Bujh Gaya Kyun Har Diya..."

Everything around me seems to have gone glum with sadness all of a sudden. There is this strange stirring sensation within and i am trying to find solace in this song, which has been soulfully sung by Kailash Kher for the film "Karthik Calling Karthik" (what a coincidence). I am reminded of the nightmare which Kareena used to get in the movie "Jab We Met" time and again, "Aisa lag raha hai jaise koi train chhoot rahi hai".

I know this might sound funny to quite a few, but i have been getting a similar feeling off late...it feels strange to severe ties with things that were a integral part of my life from the past few years. I feel cut off and totally disassociated from everybody around...as i sit and write this post at work. This is going to be my last week here and i can't help but wonder how soon these past 3 years have gone by.

It seems like only yesterday when i had joined this organization, not knowing how long would i last here...not sure if this was the right thing to do. And here i am serving the last few days of the notice period...not knowing where am i going...not sure of where all this is leading to. I get goosebumps to think of the new life that awaits me. I dunno how am i going to deal with this new chapter of my life.

I dunno what to say or do when i see mom crying every so often...realising the fact that i am not gonna be here for long! I dunno how to respond when dad tells mom that "start getting used to doing things on your own, she's (me) is not going to be around every time to help you." I don't know if i should be happy or sad...should i be crying or smiling, i know for sure that i don't feel like smiling though.

It's kinda weird that i am not feeling happy despite knowing the fact that i am going there to join my hubby, the person i have loved half my life. May be i am too overwhelmed with grief to think in that sense. Even though i know that he is going to be there for me...i can't help but wonder if i will be able to cope with this big change...living in a strange country with not a single soul around i know.

Makes me think, how difficult it must be for women to deal with this change when they go for arranged marriage with NRIs. In most of the cases they hardly know the man that they are going to be with. How do they trust a man they dunno so easily? I mean, what if he turns out to be something else...gives me shivers to even think of that. In that sense i feel lucky to be with a person who's been a part of my life since the past 13 yrs.

Shouldn't i be happy then...may be yes, but wouldn't that make me sound selfish! A part of me tells me to smile and embrace the change that's going to be for the better, and then there's the other one that just doesn't want to let go of the binds that tie. I dunno what to do...Is there a right thing to do in such a situation? How do i reduce the pain that my parents are under going? How do i get rid of this lump in my throat?

The Battle Within...

"Kaisi Hai Yeh Udasi Chhayi Mere Dil Main,
Kaisi Gehri Hai Yeh Tanhayi Mere Dil Main,

Raahon Main Yaadon Ki Khamoshi Barse,
Aankhon Main Jo Ghum Hai Aansu Ko Tarse,
Yeh Bata Yeh Kyun Hua..Bujh Gaya Kyun Har Diya..."

Everything around me seems to have gone glum with sadness all of a sudden. There is this strange stirring sensation within and i am trying to find solace in this song, which has been soulfully sung by Kailash Kher for the film "Karthik Calling Karthik" (what a coincidence). I am reminded of the nightmare which Kareena used to get in the movie "Jab We Met" time and again, "Aisa lag raha hai jaise koi train chhoot rahi hai".

I know this might sound funny to quite a few, but i have been getting a similar feeling off late...it feels strange to severe ties with things that were a integral part of my life from the past few years. I feel cut off and totally disassociated from everybody around...as i sit and write this post at work. This is going to be my last week here and i can't help but wonder how soon these past 3 years have gone by.

It seems like only yesterday when i had joined this organization, not knowing how long would i last here...not sure if this was the right thing to do. And here i am serving the last few days of the notice period...not knowing where am i going...not sure of where all this is leading to. I get goosebumps to think of the new life that awaits me. I dunno how am i going to deal with this new chapter of my life.

I dunno what to say or do when i see mom crying every so often...realising the fact that i am not gonna be here for long! I dunno how to respond when dad tells mom that "start getting used to doing things on your own, she's (me) is not going to be around every time to help you." I don't know if i should be happy or sad...should i be crying or smiling, i know for sure that i don't feel like smiling though.

It's kinda weird that i am not feeling happy despite knowing the fact that i am going there to join my hubby, the person i have loved half my life. May be i am too overwhelmed with grief to think in that sense. Even though i know that he is going to be there for me...i can't help but wonder if i will be able to cope with this big change...living in a strange country with not a single soul around i know.

Makes me think, how difficult it must be for women to deal with this change when they go for arranged marriage with NRIs. In most of the cases they hardly know the man that they are going to be with. How do they trust a man they dunno so easily? I mean, what if he turns out to be something else...gives me shivers to even think of that. In that sense i feel lucky to be with a person who's been a part of my life since the past 13 yrs.

Shouldn't i be happy then...may be yes, but wouldn't that make me sound selfish! A part of me tells me to smile and embrace the change that's going to be for the better, and then there's the other one that just doesn't want to let go of the binds that tie. I dunno what to do...Is there a right thing to do in such a situation? How do i reduce the pain that my parents are under going? How do i get rid of this lump in my throat?

The Flipside

?For all the people who wanted to see the pics, here are 3 pics in their chronological order. The first one is on the day of wedding (9th Feb) when i had just arrived at the venue from the salon, after doing my hair n make up. The next one is of the two of us on the day of our reception (12th Feb) and the last one is from our honeymoon in Goa. :) Hope u like all the 3 of them just like me!

And now coming to the big news that i was expecting a day before...and that's about my visa. Yes, the wait is finally over...my visa has arrived (the wait lasted for only 2 weeks) !! :D I can't tell you guys how tensed i was, i think that was obvious from my previous posts. Now, i can finally book my tickets and start packing to take off to London. I have quit my job as well & will be relieved very soon.

I am so glad that everything has worked out as per the original plan. I am not too much of a planner, but this time we had a plan in place and we really wanted it to work. We are truly grateful to god for making things work for us. Feels strange in a way, to think of it my days here are numbered. I am going thru mixed emotions...i am happy that i am finally going to be with my hubby coz that's where i truly belong to...and i am sad to think of the fact that i wont be here with my parents for long. :( 

I don't know what more to say...i am tongue tied. Anyways, more later...till then hope all of you have a great weekend!!

The Flipside

?For all the people who wanted to see the pics, here are 3 pics in their chronological order. The first one is on the day of wedding (9th Feb) when i had just arrived at the venue from the salon, after doing my hair n make up. The next one is of the two of us on the day of our reception (12th Feb) and the last one is from our honeymoon in Goa. :) Hope u like all the 3 of them just like me!

And now coming to the big news that i was expecting a day before...and that's about my visa. Yes, the wait is finally over...my visa has arrived (the wait lasted for only 2 weeks) !! :D I can't tell you guys how tensed i was, i think that was obvious from my previous posts. Now, i can finally book my tickets and start packing to take off to London. I have quit my job as well & will be relieved very soon.

I am so glad that everything has worked out as per the original plan. I am not too much of a planner, but this time we had a plan in place and we really wanted it to work. We are truly grateful to god for making things work for us. Feels strange in a way, to think of it my days here are numbered. I am going thru mixed emotions...i am happy that i am finally going to be with my hubby coz that's where i truly belong to...and i am sad to think of the fact that i wont be here with my parents for long. :( 

I don't know what more to say...i am tongue tied. Anyways, more later...till then hope all of you have a great weekend!!

Love Sick

It seems like only yesterday that i had gone to pick u up at the airport, excited, not knowing what was in store for us. And it was yesterday indeed, when i went to drop u off at the airport, tears streaming down my face, not knowing what to say! I hate how the good times always come to an end so soon. The long leave or so as u may say has come to an end.....he's gone back to London. 

And here i am all alone just like before, the only difference is that there's a legal document, a few snaps & some typical jewelery that states that i am now married. Sigh....i have to join back work tomorrow, which i so don't feel like. I hate to be here at the moment, so far away from my hubby dear. I've been crying from the past 3 days, not wanting to let go of the time which just slipped away from my hands like sand. 

Now, i have to wait for my visa to come through, after which i shall quit my job, and then I'll be going down to meet my in-laws one last time before i finally leave for the UK. Oh god please can u not fast forward time....i hate to be in this state of limbo. I want time to pass so soon that i blink and the next moment i am in the flight going to Heathrow. Till then...so long, miss u like hell baby!! :(

Love Sick

It seems like only yesterday that i had gone to pick u up at the airport, excited, not knowing what was in store for us. And it was yesterday indeed, when i went to drop u off at the airport, tears streaming down my face, not knowing what to say! I hate how the good times always come to an end so soon. The long leave or so as u may say has come to an end.....he's gone back to London. 

And here i am all alone just like before, the only difference is that there's a legal document, a few snaps & some typical jewelery that states that i am now married. Sigh....i have to join back work tomorrow, which i so don't feel like. I hate to be here at the moment, so far away from my hubby dear. I've been crying from the past 3 days, not wanting to let go of the time which just slipped away from my hands like sand. 

Now, i have to wait for my visa to come through, after which i shall quit my job, and then I'll be going down to meet my in-laws one last time before i finally leave for the UK. Oh god please can u not fast forward time....i hate to be in this state of limbo. I want time to pass so soon that i blink and the next moment i am in the flight going to Heathrow. Till then...so long, miss u like hell baby!! :(

LATERAL vs. LOGICAL THINKING

Sorry for my absence from the blog world. Grand mom's death has left a deep chasm in our lives and i guess it will take a while for us to recover from the loss. Anyways, i don't think i have much to write, but i am putting up an interesting write up which i had got on mail. Hope all of u like it. Its mid-week already so i wish u all a gr8 week ahead!!

Many years ago in a small Indian village, a farmer had the misfortune of owing a large sum of money to a village money lender. The money lender, who was old and ugly, fancied the farmer�s beautiful daughter. So he proposed a bargain.

He said he would forgo the farmer�s debt if he could marry his daughter. Both the farmer and his daughter were horrified by the proposal. So the cunning money lender suggested that they let providence decide the matter.

He told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty money bag. Then the girl would have to pick one pebble from the bag.

1) If she picked the black pebble, she would become his wife and her father�s debt would be forgiven.
2) If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and her father�s debt would still be forgiven.
3) But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into jail.

They were standing on a pebble strewn path near the farmer�s field. As they talked, the money lender bent over to pick up two pebbles. As he picked them up, the sharp-eyed girl noticed that he had picked up two Black pebbles and put them into the bag.

He then asked the girl to pick a pebble from the bag. Now, imagine if you were standing in the field. What would you have done if you were the girl? If you had to advise her, what would you tell her?

Careful analysis would produce three possibilities:

1. The girl should refuse to take a pebble.
2. The girl should show that there were two black pebbles in the bag and expose the money lender as a cheat.
3. The girl should pick a black pebble and sacrifice herself in order to save her father from his debt and imprisonment.

Take a moment to ponder over the story. The girl�s dilemma cannot be solved with traditional logical thinking. Think of the consequences if she chooses the above logical answers.

What would you recommend to the girl? Well, here is what she did....
The girl put her hand into the moneybag and drew out a pebble. Without Looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall onto the pebble strewn path where it immediately became lost among all the other pebbles.

�Oh, how clumsy of me,� she said. �But never mind, if you look into the bag for the one that is left, you will be able to tell which pebble I picked.�

Since the remaining pebble is black, it must be assumed that she had earlier picked the white one, which was accidentally dropped. And since the money lender dared not to admit his dishonesty, the girl transformed what seemed an impossible situation into an extremely advantageous one.

MORAL OF THE STORY: The most complex of the problems do have a solution. It's only that we don�t attempt to think.
 

LATERAL vs. LOGICAL THINKING

Sorry for my absence from the blog world. Grand mom's death has left a deep chasm in our lives and i guess it will take a while for us to recover from the loss. Anyways, i don't think i have much to write, but i am putting up an interesting write up which i had got on mail. Hope all of u like it. Its mid-week already so i wish u all a gr8 week ahead!!

Many years ago in a small Indian village, a farmer had the misfortune of owing a large sum of money to a village money lender. The money lender, who was old and ugly, fancied the farmer�s beautiful daughter. So he proposed a bargain.

He said he would forgo the farmer�s debt if he could marry his daughter. Both the farmer and his daughter were horrified by the proposal. So the cunning money lender suggested that they let providence decide the matter.

He told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty money bag. Then the girl would have to pick one pebble from the bag.

1) If she picked the black pebble, she would become his wife and her father�s debt would be forgiven.
2) If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and her father�s debt would still be forgiven.
3) But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into jail.

They were standing on a pebble strewn path near the farmer�s field. As they talked, the money lender bent over to pick up two pebbles. As he picked them up, the sharp-eyed girl noticed that he had picked up two Black pebbles and put them into the bag.

He then asked the girl to pick a pebble from the bag. Now, imagine if you were standing in the field. What would you have done if you were the girl? If you had to advise her, what would you tell her?

Careful analysis would produce three possibilities:

1. The girl should refuse to take a pebble.
2. The girl should show that there were two black pebbles in the bag and expose the money lender as a cheat.
3. The girl should pick a black pebble and sacrifice herself in order to save her father from his debt and imprisonment.

Take a moment to ponder over the story. The girl�s dilemma cannot be solved with traditional logical thinking. Think of the consequences if she chooses the above logical answers.

What would you recommend to the girl? Well, here is what she did....
The girl put her hand into the moneybag and drew out a pebble. Without Looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall onto the pebble strewn path where it immediately became lost among all the other pebbles.

�Oh, how clumsy of me,� she said. �But never mind, if you look into the bag for the one that is left, you will be able to tell which pebble I picked.�

Since the remaining pebble is black, it must be assumed that she had earlier picked the white one, which was accidentally dropped. And since the money lender dared not to admit his dishonesty, the girl transformed what seemed an impossible situation into an extremely advantageous one.

MORAL OF THE STORY: The most complex of the problems do have a solution. It's only that we don�t attempt to think.
 

Good Bye

Have no words to say....just a silent prayer. My dearest Grand mom is no more, she left for her heavenly abode at 6.10 p.m today. God bless your soul....will miss u lots nani. Hope you are with grand pa now, watching us from up there.

Love,

Ria

Good Bye

Have no words to say....just a silent prayer. My dearest Grand mom is no more, she left for her heavenly abode at 6.10 p.m today. God bless your soul....will miss u lots nani. Hope you are with grand pa now, watching us from up there.

Love,

Ria

The Me you do not See

I smile, I charm, I walk away
"What a happy girl", to others you say,
"She's got a great life, no worries, she's free"
Little do you know - there's a me you do not see

The me that cries, and mourns the loss
of the me I should be, the me I was
The happy person you think I am
Is lost forever, my life, a sham

A survivor indeed, that's what they would call me
What an inspiration, she lived to tell her story
Sadly I feel, a victim I'll always be
Only you'll never know�

That�s the me you do not see.

Found this poem on the Internet, couldn't help but post it here...it's dedicated to all those women who have been sexually assaulted in some way or the other during their life time.

The Me you do not See

I smile, I charm, I walk away
"What a happy girl", to others you say,
"She's got a great life, no worries, she's free"
Little do you know - there's a me you do not see

The me that cries, and mourns the loss
of the me I should be, the me I was
The happy person you think I am
Is lost forever, my life, a sham

A survivor indeed, that's what they would call me
What an inspiration, she lived to tell her story
Sadly I feel, a victim I'll always be
Only you'll never know�

That�s the me you do not see.

Found this poem on the Internet, couldn't help but post it here...it's dedicated to all those women who have been sexually assaulted in some way or the other during their life time.

Numb

I am back....but i don't know what to say about this trip. On one hand there's happiness about the fact that everything is proceeding so well on the wedding front and on the other hand is my grandma's condition that isn't very good, to say the least. She's bed ridden and can't do anything on her own, so much so that she cannot even talk to express herself. Curious to know what exactly has happened to her, i asked mamu who is a doctor and is taking care of her about it. He asked me to read on Dementia, yes i came to know that this condition is called Dementia and my granny is in the last stage of it. And the worst part is that there's no turning back....there's no cure for Dementia in the medical world. 

The only thing that i can be remotely glad about is the decision that i took. Even though it was an impulsive one, i did the right thing by going there. We really don't know how long is she going to be there....she couldn't even recognize me when i touched her feet to take her blessings. I felt like crying when i saw her in such a state....someone who used to be so active just doesn't deserve to suffer so much. I couldn't help but question god, why did you do this to her? Does she deserve to be in this state despite being such a devout woman? Questions are many and answers are none....the only thing that we can do is to pray to god that he reduces her pain and suffering. Please god don't increase her sufferings any further.

Numb

I am back....but i don't know what to say about this trip. On one hand there's happiness about the fact that everything is proceeding so well on the wedding front and on the other hand is my grandma's condition that isn't very good, to say the least. She's bed ridden and can't do anything on her own, so much so that she cannot even talk to express herself. Curious to know what exactly has happened to her, i asked mamu who is a doctor and is taking care of her about it. He asked me to read on Dementia, yes i came to know that this condition is called Dementia and my granny is in the last stage of it. And the worst part is that there's no turning back....there's no cure for Dementia in the medical world. 

The only thing that i can be remotely glad about is the decision that i took. Even though it was an impulsive one, i did the right thing by going there. We really don't know how long is she going to be there....she couldn't even recognize me when i touched her feet to take her blessings. I felt like crying when i saw her in such a state....someone who used to be so active just doesn't deserve to suffer so much. I couldn't help but question god, why did you do this to her? Does she deserve to be in this state despite being such a devout woman? Questions are many and answers are none....the only thing that we can do is to pray to god that he reduces her pain and suffering. Please god don't increase her sufferings any further.

Sullen Skies

Doesn't this thought pop up in our mind so often?? It is indeed difficult to do what's right most of the times, at times it's a matter of choice between 2 or more options where u got to choose the right one. Life can spring up ugly surprises when u least expect it to and u got to make the most of what u have.

This weekend has been quite an eventful one for me. Saturday was a happy day for all of us as the date of wedding got fixed, finally. People who don't know what am i talking about plz read the 3 rd post on this page. Anyways, coming back to the weekend, Saturday was truly good, also coz i gave my lehenga choli for stitching...its being custom made for me. Everything from the color to the design is being done as per my preference.

Just when i was beginning to relish the feeling of a bride to be....Sunday morning started with a jolt. My mom's maasi called up and asked my mom to rush to our native place coz nani's serious and that if she doesn't go now it might get too late. We were totally shaken up by this news. We were planning to leave for Goa on Wednesday morning and come back on Sunday night but with this news coming in, everything changed. The to and fro tickets to Goa had to be cancelled in order to book fresh tickets for mom, who flew down to bbsr yesterday.

My nani has not been keeping well from the past one yr, she had fallen down an yr ago due to which she had to undergo a hip surgery. The recovery had been painfully slow and as she's in her late 70's, things are all the more difficult. She's been mostly bed ridden since then and her condition seems to be worsening with passing time. The worst thing is that the docs have given up saying that her brain cells are degenerating so fast that medicines can only help in slowing down the process to a certain extent.  

Why does god have to do this.....why can't he see me happy? I was so looking forward to this last trip to Goa with my parents. But i guess it was just not meant to be! I really want my grand ma to be around to shower her blessings on me for my wedding coz she's the only grand parent that i have. I'll be flying to bbsr on Wednesday, am on leave till Monday so i will try to make the most of the time that i have with her, until Sunday....It's heart breaking to realize what's happening to her and i don't know what will i do when i see her. I will be away from this space till Sunday...and i m not too sure what will i write once i am back. So till next time, this is me signing off.

Sullen Skies

Doesn't this thought pop up in our mind so often?? It is indeed difficult to do what's right most of the times, at times it's a matter of choice between 2 or more options where u got to choose the right one. Life can spring up ugly surprises when u least expect it to and u got to make the most of what u have.

This weekend has been quite an eventful one for me. Saturday was a happy day for all of us as the date of wedding got fixed, finally. People who don't know what am i talking about plz read the 3 rd post on this page. Anyways, coming back to the weekend, Saturday was truly good, also coz i gave my lehenga choli for stitching...its being custom made for me. Everything from the color to the design is being done as per my preference.

Just when i was beginning to relish the feeling of a bride to be....Sunday morning started with a jolt. My mom's maasi called up and asked my mom to rush to our native place coz nani's serious and that if she doesn't go now it might get too late. We were totally shaken up by this news. We were planning to leave for Goa on Wednesday morning and come back on Sunday night but with this news coming in, everything changed. The to and fro tickets to Goa had to be cancelled in order to book fresh tickets for mom, who flew down to bbsr yesterday.

My nani has not been keeping well from the past one yr, she had fallen down an yr ago due to which she had to undergo a hip surgery. The recovery had been painfully slow and as she's in her late 70's, things are all the more difficult. She's been mostly bed ridden since then and her condition seems to be worsening with passing time. The worst thing is that the docs have given up saying that her brain cells are degenerating so fast that medicines can only help in slowing down the process to a certain extent.  

Why does god have to do this.....why can't he see me happy? I was so looking forward to this last trip to Goa with my parents. But i guess it was just not meant to be! I really want my grand ma to be around to shower her blessings on me for my wedding coz she's the only grand parent that i have. I'll be flying to bbsr on Wednesday, am on leave till Monday so i will try to make the most of the time that i have with her, until Sunday....It's heart breaking to realize what's happening to her and i don't know what will i do when i see her. I will be away from this space till Sunday...and i m not too sure what will i write once i am back. So till next time, this is me signing off.