Achilles' heel

Truly Asian experience in 10 points: 1) Even though it was past 3 am when we were racing across the streets of KL for the first time, the streets were empty, except for the girls on their last shift, still managing the high heels and red dresses. All the signals were green, but in my head all the lights were red... 2) The annoying thing about working on the 50th floor of a building is that your ears pop each time you go up, even on your lunch break! But the view is to die for! 3) Had dinner with a princess (I'm not joking, but I didn't know till half way through the main course) 4) Currently working with a ex-national team hockey player, I understood not all sportsmen don't end up rich! 5) On a culinary side I ate sushi, sashimi, squid and snails. Yes I'm a vulture, my stomach digests anything! 6) Bollywood is popular even in places you least expect it 7) Felt good that for a change, a majority of the Indians in this country are not from Kerala! In fact, t...

"As I woke up in the morning, I saw him next to me..." Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are non fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is not purely coincidental. The great Theodore Mosby once said that "Nothing ever good happens after 2am", for those of you who do not know who he is, please look up "How I met your mother". It was the night of April 17, 2007. It was to be a night of legend-wait for it-dairy proportions. After almost four years of college, the ups, the downs and the in-betweens, I was in the last stretch of the marathon. As seniors, it was tradition to throw the annual "Hostel night". Unfortunately, the party had to be in the middle of the week and I was one of the unfortunate ones to have a lab exam the next day. Photos show that I reached the party at around 7pm and between 7.15pm and 7.20pm, I remember gulping down three shots of Whiskey. By 7.40pm, a lot was going though my head... ...

When it comes to pillows, I always say, the more the merrier! Back in college, I had two of them, I called them Natalie and Natasha. The origins of the names are for another day, this story however, is one of MURRRRRDER! After growing up in the desert, winters with the temperatures going below five degrees was a new thing for me. However, the engineering student in me had found a considerable ally in the form of insulation. On one particular cold night, I was fast asleep under my blankie. I had no intention of catching the 8 am lecture the next day. It was shortly after midnight when I was woken up my a strange smell. I looked around and quickly took attendance, but Natalie was missing... I turned the lights on and to my surprise, she and the room heater had decided to make babies on the floor. The "sparks" were quite literal in this case. The room had already filled with smoke and insulation had turned it into a death trap, clearly Natalie didn't like me spending ...