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Believe it or not, we have completed a year since we officially vowed in the presence of what appeared to be a million people along with TV cameras, beaming our faces "live across continents" (I exaggerate a little) to be husband and wife. I am yet to figure out how things changed on that day apart from the fact that I now had an additional family to call my own.

I would like to say something sappy at this juncture but I really cannot think of much. F and I spend a lovely weekend (along with the occasional cockroach in our room) away from the city. It was lovely and the idea that I almost beat F at Uno was probably one of the most exciting moments of our relationship. That said, I want to thank F for a wonderful year gone by especially the following (itemised for easy reference at a future date, if required for any gratefulness-related emergency):

1. For coming to Delhi when my mother broke her ankles and pretended to be fine fine fine...
2. For following me around the house picking up the trail of clothes, trash that I may leave behind..
3. For making soup when I was unwell (and getting the recipe from V)..
4. For not screaming at me (too much) when I locked you in the house..
5. For driving to the office with food when I was working late..
6. For leaving the boring concert sooner than expected...
7. For staying in the fun concert longer than expected..
8. For holding my hand and taking me into the sea (and not drowning me in it)...
9. For wondering why the woman in the cola ad was thanking Mr. Bean...
10. For forgetting everyones names and pretending to remember them by saying "aaha..." everytime an unfamiliar name was spoken..
11. For telling the man from Timbuctoo he "really shouldnt have" come all the way for our wedding..
12. For pretending that swimming (read splashing about in the pool) for hours with occasional breaks for beers is the best exercise we can get...
13. For being the best cooking partner (read person who does not complain when food is burnt right into the cooking utensils)...
14. For pretending to be Punjabi and insisting on saying "Balle Balle te Shava Shava" everytime you didnt have much to say...

There are a gazillion other items that I can thank you for but I am at work and must pretend to get something done before someone else walks by my desk and sees me writing love notes to you my love (as have some 10 people already).

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Happy New Year to all my readers (yes thats you - re, ma and f.. Thats about all the readership I have right now). Another year has gone by and I feel a little older and lot less wiser for it. I am not sure if the "old" adage that wisdom comes with years is really true because looking back on my life I feel I may have been a more mature individual while I was an adolescent than I am now. The following highlights from the past year may illustrate my point:

1. The shangria was so delicious at a particular party that my greed prompted me to immediately down a whole jug of it. I realised exactly 5 nano-seconds later that perhaps that was not the best idea. The remaining part of the evening was spent woozily wondering why the world was spinning out of control...
2. Being concerned that the old and practically blind maid that we have is stealing our cutlery only to find that I have carefully stored away large boxes of said cutlery in the loft (only to be used for cutlery-related emergencies)...
3. I refused to meet one of my best friends because she paid "too much attention" to her boyfriend... who, by the way, she was meeting for a week after months of separation...
4. I continued to watch TV as though its the 8th wonder of the world...
6. I took a gazillion pictures of our matching socks in London... and was indeed quite excited about the very idea of being sock-twins of yet another chaddi-buddy!
7. Maggi continued to be a proper meal for me... and now its enriched with nutrients as well (enough to provide you your daily dose of nutrients should you consume 5 packets in 1 day)...
8. I commented on every outdoor sequence in movies now that I can recognise locations in Bombay and frequently refuse to suspend disbelief when people leap out of Leopolds to suddenly appear at the Gateway - that leap would require several pole-vaults I assure you!
9. I gave up Scrabble because I have no choice but to lose horribly pathertically against F...
10. I have resolved to instead go for time-based word games like Boggle (as soon as I can find it in some store here)...