Dear, dear UK
Ever since I've been a lil kid, I've wanted to go to UK. I've dreamt of this and that. Green meadows and enchanting streams... Lovely lakes and lovelier lochs... The list goes on. And reading "The Highlander's Last Song" when I was 15 didn't help matters at all. So, it is with a heavy heart and a split conscience that I write this.... For, my brother left for UK last night. He he he... Couldn't resist that. Anyways, my bro's gone off to the UK for about two months which means I'm all alone in my two-bedroom house in Bangalore for the next two months. I just hope that I don't become bored sick..... :D C, the thing is that havin my bro around was real fun and cool. I had human soul for company. But now it's jus my CD player and me (ya, comp's broken down too!!!) I sure hope I survive these two months. Most probably when my bro gets back, he'll find a crazy, raving lunatic in my place.......................................... An...