Its always about the people and the city...

This was one of those Sundays when i wake up to realize that my light is on, I am still in my last night's club wear sleeping not on my side of the bed ( thankfully on my own bed though...all this is unlikely for someone with OCD for such things) I looked around and for reasons unknown, raised my hand to open the balcony and get a sniff from lake. Bah! One tight Slap I have moved! No H1-306 i am in 702 now and FYI no balconies in home. (yeh hai mumbai meri jaan) It must be subconscious response to so many June-Joka SM's i see these days.. Haan Haan aisa mere saath hi hota hai that timings are always completely wrong, my playlist searches and finds Early days and i wake up to 'I bank mein note chhapenge milega sachcha pyaar' cursing the whole timing thing....waise it was good 45 minutes past my 1st snooze but i dozed off so it seemed it all happened in sync. But ab no point cursing...ho hi gaya... the devil in mind entered the forbidden nostalgia kingdom and i flashed b...