The curious incident of the cycle at midnight

This was written two weeks back. Just forgot to put it up.

Leaving for home late last night from office, I was crossing the road to my car. I was dreaming of the yummy chicken my sister had made and how I’d resisted the mutton biryani people were eating in office. I’d plugged in my headphones was humming to ‘Lucy in the Sky’ when I saw two kids running around with a kiddie cycle in the middle of the road. Our office parking is right opposite a residential colony but I’d never seen kids out so late. And because it is near an advertising office, speeding cars with drunks can never be ruled out. So I pulled out the headphones and asked them not to play on the road. Being nice kids, they came to the footpath and I glanced around for their parents. One of them spoke up, “Sorry didi, plastic dhoond rahe thhe. Khaana khana hai.” (We were looking for plastic scrap so we can buy food).

I stood looking at them and suddenly I could see the chicken that was waiting for me at home. I started crying right in the middle of the bloody road. The kids were staring at me curiously. One actually asked, “Didi, aap theek ho?” I shook myself and gave them money. They thanked me with their huge smiles. It broke my heart. They ran away excited to buy food (I hope). I got into the car and drove home. I couldn’t eat the chicken my sister had so lovingly made. I was guilty. What have I done to deserve this life? I have seen tough times, I have. But then I’m still getting three meals (more actually) everyday. I have a warm bed to sleep at night. And the whole night I couldn’t sleep.

As I was getting dresses in the morning, I realised I was guilty because I was happy. Isn’t that weird? Can one only be proud of suffering and pain? I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve these comforts whereas those kids don’t know where their next meal will come from! Why did I start crying? Why couldn’t I eat the chicken? Why do I feel guilty for being comfortable?

Does society condition us to feel guilty about every good thing? I felt bad for those kids so I gave them money. Why did I need to do that? Just so I could ease my conscience? Why do I need to do that? Why do I feel bad for being rich when so many people are poor? Is it wrong to be rich? Why must I constantly justify my ‘goodness’? Or actually why must I constantly prove my ‘goodness’? The mere fact that I intend to post this on my blog says I need to tell people what I did. WHY? Aaarrgghhhh ….

Help me out here. Please.

Packed in like sardines...

I've heard horror stories about countless Jews stuffed into a tiny cubicle type room in concentration camps. I've seen images of the mass of humanity that is stuffed inside a Mumbai local train. Limb sticks to limb, you don't know where your leg is or whether it is your hand that is scratching your butt. Joints out of place, limbs limp and gone to sleep... Well, I just experienced something similar only yesterday. No, no I was not jailed or in Mumbai but I did drink beer :)

After work yesterday, I felt like a cold beer. So enticed everyone in office. Trooped down to the theka and got 6 cans of 'child' Fosters! (Swear, that's what is written!) So we had the beer and the masala chanas but no place to sit! So, 5 of us sat in our boss's car, Civic. He was in the drivers' seat with a guy up front and two other guys with me in the back. Quite cozy it was. Till the other two girls(thankfully) showed up. So the other two went up front and the dude came back.

Holy, bloody hell and bhains ki eyes followed! So imagine this, 4 people in the backseat of a Honda Civic which includes 1 xxl sized punjabi me, 1 xl sized jat boy from gurgaon, 1 bengali dada and 1 tiny oriya bihari (diverse office). I was sitting with my back against the door, holding onto the headrest of the drivers seat whereas the oriya-bihar was snuggling up to bengali dada and the jat boy was crushing against me! And of course, we were all drinking beer :)

This is just the backseat. there was another punjabi xl girl up front with a slim bengali gal! And of course, the boss in the drivers' seat. We were giggling madly, burping beer, and basically acting mad! We scared a couple of people in the parking lot as well. And when we took a short drive! Wooo hoo! And of course, later we all pretended that we got drunk on just one beer each. Hehehehehehehe... it was fun :)

Happy Diwali?

The air is shimmering with smoke, the roads are packed with cars, and my tummy is growing. Yes, it is time for Diwali again. (Actually tummy grows whenever but what the...)

The market near my house has got this decoration roof thingy. It looks nice, gives the whole place a 'festive' look. My house is overflowing with boxes and wrapping paper, sweets and chocolates and the three dogs running scared all over (crackers).

But this post is not about that. You see, I was a bit confused this year. See, as a kid I was never allowed out of the house on Diwali as I was an asthmatic. I used to venture out with a mask on my face which Swine Flu has made very popular (15 years too late!!) \. When I hit my teens, the asthma kinda died but then the bloody government woke up and decided to make schoolkids sign petitions about not bursting crackers. So that was that. Diwali was not synonymous with crackers anymore. Point to be noted-> No crackers.

For the last 2-3 years, I've been losing faith in this whole 'religion, god' business. I don't say that there is no god but I don't believe in the 'pray and get' funda anymore. So Diwali is not synonymous with Ram coming home anymore. Point to be noted -> No god funda. (ps-I also dislike Ram for abandoning preggie wife)

The last 5-6 years have seen increased spending on Diwali. Giving gifts has become a 'thing' that has to be done. I don't like it. 'Namaste auntie. Nahin maine shaadi nahin karni! Hawww! Blah blah blah'. Shopping trips where aunts calculate 'ki kitna dena hai'! Uff, Delhi seriously shows off to much! So, Diwali is not synonymous with gifts anymore. Point to be noted -> No gifts.

What do I celebrate for then?

Confused I was scratching my head when my mum plonked a steaming bowl of her famous 'moon daaal halwa' dripping with ghee and full of dry fruits in front of me (note: this is same mum who says my tummy is the size of a globe). Suddenly, I have a reason to celebrate again :)

Have a Sweet Diwali people! Eat responsibly. Say NO to healthy, diety food :D

Delhi Driving

Hometown Delhi has been in the news a lot. And of course, for the wrong reasons. Delhi is uncivilized. Ooh how dare they make such accusations? Uncivilized? That's hitting way above the belt! Marna hai toh neeche maaro! Delhi is uncouth. Delhi is rude. Delhi is not a city... it is a bloody jungle! I'm driving 50 kilometers a day (to & fro office) and am appalled to say that the driving sense of Delhites has deteriorated from what it used to be. (Sense 1 & Sense 2)

So what's tickling the steering wheels these days? Let's find out:

1. Never use indicators. The person driving the vehicle behind your car/truck/bus has ESP and will be able to slow down in time when you cut a right from the far left lane of the road.

2. In case of roads without a physical divider, drive on both sides of the road. After all, the other person doesn't know you didn't pay tax. Own the road! Its yours! Screw the rest.

3. Honk before the red-light has turned green. You don't? How LS...

4. Stuck at a one-way? Don't worry. Nobody will even see you coming! Zip through. You'll be in and out in a flash anyway.

5. Change lanes without giving indicators. Who cares anyway?

6. So you're driving a motorcycle. So what? Weave in and out of the traffic. You're a lean and mean snake. Hiss, scratch, bite here n there. You are one with the bike. Move with it. Onto the pavement and over pedestrians feet. Slam into cars' wing mirrors (who uses them anyway!) Never mind the oncoming cars and busses. They can pre-meditate where your lithe bike will sway next. Go ahead, enjoy!

7. It's important that your car/bus/bike/dying chetak/vespa(scooty types) be envied by everyone. So never park in the allotted area. Exceed just a bit and you'll get such admiration! the lovely, mellow tones of your fans... Bask in the glory you mad****od (In case this doesn't work, park behind a car and leave the car in gear and pull up the handbrake! That is foolproof!)

8. Ok, so you've reached a red-light and the ch***ya cop is standing so you have to stay behind those white stripey thingies (identify here). So if you're a dude (don't look down, its still there), and have seen a girl whose car is like an inch ahead of you, VROOM two inches ahead! That'll show her who's boss. And if she (like me) wants to play hardball, press hard on the accelerator, blow smoke up n all that. This shows her that you're an alpha male (she doesn't know that you got out of bed to pick up mom/gf/wife/sis halfway across town).

9. All that driving is bound to stress you out. Practice the yoga-in-car aaasan. Muscles taut in the drivers' seat. One hand gripping the steering tightly. (Please follow instructions carefully) Now, channel all the anger at the boss (his idiocy, his incompetency blah blah), frustration at the lunch box full of healthy food, frustration of never finding parking space for a car that is 20 feet long, channel all these emosuns... very carefully, slowly to your right shoulder blade (even lefties, the right has powerful energies). Now gather all this emosun in the ball of you shoulder, place your palm above the horn button and let the emosun flow!!! The result is extremely effective. Loud tones will caress your eardrums and those around you. Must for drives of over 1 kilometer. This aasan is not advised to drives under 1km. It is said that the adrenalin produced as the after effect in that short duration is hazardous to your health.



Like I said, Delhi is not uncivilized. The term is too nice.

The end of an era...

The moment draws close. It must happen. Beads of sweat line my forehead. Shaking hands pressed against my legs in a vain hope to calm self. The breath shortens each second that tick towards the inevitable. Must calm self. Cloudy vision. Tears stream down my cheeks. A faltering step and… Hyperventilation!

This can’t be happening. It just can’t be. “I love you” I plead, “Please don’t push me away.” Its heart wrenching, this separation. My brain screams, “Let go!” My heart cries in pain. Oh the agony of it all. Sleepless nights, irritable days. People think I’m PMSing.

And yet, I know I must let go. The separation was my idea. I must stand by my beliefs. Oh cruel, cruel fate! “We will meet again,” I promise my sobbing heart. “Oh why does life have to be so hard?” it wails. Why is the right thing so difficult? Why O lord, why?

Oh let me enjoy the few precious moments left. I might not see you for a very long time. What a relationship we’ve had. Two and a half years! I’d become so used to you. I can’t live without you! The late-night long drives, the impromptu beer bashes in the parking lot. The Sundays spent in Landmark reading Calvin & Hobbes, the I’m-not-sleepy-let’s go-catch-a-movie night, the weekend spent at home with chocolates and wine…

O darling, my love; freedom, don’t leave me! Don’t leave me… please…

(The heartfelt ramblings of a girl who’s sacrificing her independence and going back to live with her parents again, after spending all of her working life away from home (Yes, its only been two and half years). It’s for the ‘Greater Good’ but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. Sigh, it’s going be so damn difficult! Sniff.)

Awards and a brilliant tag!

1. What is your current obsession?
Dilbert (reading the entire thing actually), writing insanely macabre stories, sleeping, reading…

2. What are you wearing today?
A long t-shirt. Didn’t go to office as I was throwing up the whole of last night.

3. What’s for dinner?
Khichdi… coz of the tummy.

4. What’s the last thing you bought?
A book called Oxymoronica!

5. What are you listening to right now?
Here without you by 3 Doors Down

6. What do you think about the person who tagged you?
Is it a rock star? Is it a superstar? No it’s my ‘older’ twin. She’s brilliant and amazing and truly funjabi :)

7. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?
Swiss Alps or Paris or Mcleodganj

8. What are your must-have pieces for summer?

Endless supply of 21 love ice-cream from Nirula’s, white cotton t-shirts.

9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
Venice!

10. Which language do you want to learn?
French

11. What’s your favourite quote?
Can’t pick one!

What would you do if you were not afraid?

Imagination is intelligence having fun.

12. Who do you want to meet right now?
Johnny Depp… Its 3 am and I’m sleepless ;)

13. What is your favourite colour?
Blue.

14. What is your favourite piece of clothing in your own closet?
A green T-shirt I bought on a trip to Mcleodganj in my final year of college. It has holes in it but I just love it!

15. What is your dream job?
Where I get paid tonnes of cash to do nothing at all!

16. What’s your favourite magazine?
Uhh… not too much of a magazine reader. But as a kid I used to love National Geographic. Dad used to give me month old ones so I wouldn’t spoil them!

17. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on?
Books and books and more books

18. What do you consider a fashion faux pas?

Sequins on saris and salwar kameez! C’mon I’m going blind here!

19. What would you do if you have a time machine?
Visit Shakespeare and seduce him. I think Romeo & Advitiya sounds way better!

20. Describe your personal style?
Totally casual. I once wore sweats and jeans to a wedding!

21. What are you going to do after this?
Try to sleep

22. What are your favourite movies?
Uhh a huge list here. Old Hindi comedies are brilliant. Anything which has Johnny depp is good too. Godfather, Omkaara, Maqbool are a few all time favvies.

24. What are three cosmetic/makeup/perfume products that you can’t live without?
Nike Men’s Deo (it’s awesome!)/ Jovan White Must, Lakme Strawberry Face wash and Vaseline lip gel

23. What inspires you?
What would you do if you were not afraid?

24. What do you carry in your bag?
The world! I have a backpack and it contains hairbrushes, whisper ultras, 3 notebooks, 4-5 pens, various scripts from work, kajal, a book in case of emergency boredom, mobile charger, food bills, and atm receipts.

25. What do you do when you “have nothing to wear” (even though your closet’s packed)?
Close my eyes and do Eenie-meeni-miney-moe

26. Coffee or tea?
None. Cold milk without sugar

27. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed?
Put on music and write while eating chocolate

28. What is the meaning of your name?
Advitiya means second to none. Dad wasn’t sure whether it was going to be a boy or girl so he went for the neutral thingy. Of course most people don’t get that! The number of times I’ve been called aditya/ aditi is infuriating.

29. Which other blogs you love visiting?
Too many to list.

30. Favourite Dessert/Sweet?
Mom’s moong daal halwa, Chocolate Avalanche, Penalty, Knickerbocker glory, Molten baby chocolate cake, blueberry cheesecake… so many

31. Favourite Season?
Autumn/ winter. The perfect time to cosy up with a book.

32. If I come to your house now, what would u cook for me?
Chicken pasta. I never eat it alone and always love company

33. What’s your current mood?
Confused. It is very normal.

34. One book/movie/song that made you sit up and think?

Fountainhead & Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand

The rules are:
Respond and rework – Answer the questions on your own blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your own invention, and add one more question of your own. Then tag eight or ten other set of people.
I would like to share these awards and tag….

Pranay

Equilibrium

Kenneth

Ram

Chaubees ko chaubees!

It's supposed to be the lucky one. Well, I got a chocolatey creamy facial courtesy office people, loads of books (I'd sent out lists to people 2 weeks back), yummy cake, good food and plenty of booze :)

Turned 24 on the 24th! Yikes... this is the age I thought I'd get married when I was a kid!!! One of my school friends in getting married! It scares the shit outta me!

Anyway, here's to a new resolution list:
1. Loose weight (Its always there!)
2. uhh... buy more books :)

I'm a simple gurl with simple wishes! :)

Party was on the quiet side. Me n sis got smashed n bitched the whole night through. My best friend was in Ranchi making out with a Norwegian dude (don't ask), my other best friend was riding side saddle on a bike in Ujjain, and my daaru buddy had to go 'ladki-dekhne' for his elder brother!

In the words of Joey Tribbiani: Why you doin this to us, God? Why????

Diggin' up the past

Fat sony walkmans
The casio ‘wham’ demo song
‘Sorry Mario! Our princess is in another castle’
Ballet slippers
Endless hours of tetris
ICQ chat
MSN chatrooms. Oh I miss them so much!
Rushing home to catch Nikhil Chinnappa on MTV Select
I dream of Jeanie in hindi
Flintstones, Jetsons, Top Cat, Atom ant, Little Lulu, Disney Hour!
The Macreena
Covering my brother’s eyes during the steamy car scene in Titanic (He now covers my eyes when I see his cell phone)
The huge Nokia phones
The journey from north Delhi to south which took an hour and was considered a ‘long pleasant drive’
Waiting for the English song hour on Air Fm Radio…
The ice cream drives when the electricity was out
Big babool tattoos
Nancy Drew and Hardy boys, Sweet Valley High and SV University (these were taboo so cherished more!)
Boyzone, Spice girls, MLTR, Backstreet boys! (I was insanely in love with Brian Litterel & Ronan keating)
Kwality ice cream!
The thrill of wearing jeans to school because of the Dengue scare!
Truth n Dare. I once ran after a guy with a shoe cause he asked me out! Wow…
V-day in school! Torture!
Cotton eyed joe!
‘No one can eat just one’ contests
Chik chik chiklets!
The wonder of Windows 95!
Watching movies at Chanakya (Tickets bought in black)
Ice cream, balloons and horse riding at India Gate
Petrol cheaper than bottled water
Mid-dee dresses phase! I think had around 10!
Birthday lunches at McDonalds
Titanic T-shirts and bags
WWF cards
Oohhh You can play Cds on a PC
And record a CD on a PC!! (Expensive though)
We’re getting a VCD player??? Really!!! (Dance mad with excitement)
A microwave… awesome… I can make instant popcorn!
Dial up modems!
Bean bags
The ‘cool’ locket SRK wore in Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. Inane but memorable
Hungry Hippos, Monopoly, Life, Scotland Yard, Scrabble
Jungle jungle baat chali hai…chaddhi pehen kar phool khila hai


I’d gone home last weekend. Was rummaging in my forgotten desk for a pen and found an old diary! It was one those Archies lock diaries. Fuck! It was like looking at someone else’s thoughts. I’ve evolved into something I never thought I could be at that age. There was an entry I found where I expressed my disdain for ‘pre marital sex’. My horror at the concept of ‘live-in relationships’. My undying love for Prince Charles. In my defence, I’d only seen pictures of him getting married. (Something doesn’t sound right here but wtf!) The little things I’d just mentioned in passing seem to me so precious now! So decided to make a list of things I miss from my yesteryears!

Aivayin...

Two friends did this. I was bored and it was loads of fun! :)


1. Last beverage? Water.
2. Last phone call? My sister.
3. Last text message? A phone number sent to prerna.
4. Last song you listened to? Don’t write me off by Hugh Grant (Music & Lyrics)
5. Last time you cried? Ohh… 2 weeks back. Fight with sis :(

HAVE YOU EVER:

6. Dated someone twice? Yes
7. Been cheated on? No
8. Kissed someone & regretted it? Yes… sigh

9. Been depressed? Yeah… comes with living alone
10. Been drunk? Oh yeah… In fact these are colourful episodes!
11. List three favourite colours: Black, blue, red

THIS PAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

12. Made new friends? Yep

13. Fallen out of love? Yeah…

14. Laughed until you cried? Yes… ah that was a good evening. I fell off the bed!

15. Met someone who changed you? With me its mostly books that change me so yeah, read two that did :)

16. Found out who your true friends were? Sadly, yes. It still hurts.

17. Found out someone was talking about you? Oh yeah. Happens all the time na.

18. Kissed a friend? Yes


TRUTH:

19. How many kids do you want to have? I used to want two but lately, I don’t want any. It’s too much of a responsibility.

20. Do you have any pets? Yes, 3 doggies. At home though. Daisy, Joey and baby tuffy. Though the baby is now a year and half old! I love em very much and it kills me to be away from them so much…

21. Do you want to change your name? Not in a million years! I love my name! In fact, if I ever have a daughter I’m gonna name her after me! I’ll call her AJ for shot

22. What did you do for your last birthday? My roommate surprised me at midnight when I was semi-naked!!! It was a mad dash for the bathroom. I also had a party where there was a fight and my sister got drunk!

23. What time did you wake up today? 8 am

24. What were you doing at midnight last night? I filling water in the room cooler

25. Name something you CANNOT wait for? Chocolates that reduce weight!!

26. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life? If I changed it, I wouldn’t be what I am so… screw change. I hate it anyway!

27. What are you listening to right now? Hoobstank-The reason

28. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? Yeah… in our 4th class there was a Brit dude who came to teach us. He was called Tom. We all had a crush on him!

29. What's getting on your nerves right now? The fellow who sits next to me in office. He burps constantly! Ugh!

30. What’s your real name? Advitiya

31. Hair colour? Black with quite a few silver strands; result of heavy smoking. Though I tell people I paid to have it done. Some idiots believe me also!

32. Long or short? Long-ish

33. Height? 5''5 or 5”6 or mebbe something in between

34. Do you have a crush on someone? I’m a one-man woman. Johnny Depp sigh

35. What do you like about yourself? My insane imagination. I lowe it. It opens up worlds for me

36. Piercings? Ears

37. Tattoos? Not as of now but I want one. Decided on what its gonna be too!
38. Righty or lefty? Right-y

FIRSTS :

39. First surgery? I was 8 and I slipped on a banana peel and banged my chin on the marble floor. Eight stitches!

40. First piercing? Ears, when I was 3.

41. First best friend? I think it was Varsha. She used to stay close my house and we were constantly together. Like peas in a pod!

42. First sport you joined? Swimming

43. First pet? My doggies!

44. First vacation? To Haridwar to visit my grandparents. I don’t remember what age I was though.

45. First concert? Prep school. And I have the photos to prove it! I played that thingy… the one which you shake… f’get it!

46. First crush? Prince Charles!

47. First alcohol drink? Bacardi and coke. A friend had sneaked in a bottle at PVR. Those days it wasn’t as strict. I was 16. Had it while watching’ insomnia’!

RIGHT NOW:

48. Eating: Nuffink.

49. Drinking: Water

50. I'm about to: Post this on the blog

51. Listening to? Emotional Attyachar (Rock version)

52. Waiting for? I don’t know…

YOUR FUTURE :

53. Want kids? Maybe…

54. Want to get married? Yes

55. Careers in mind? Broke writer or a semi broke writer


WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE SEX OF YOUR CHOOSING?

56. Lips or eyes? Eyes

57. Hugs or kisses? Both

58. Shorter or taller? Taller

59. Older or Younger? Older most definitely.

60. Romantic or spontaneous? Spontaneous.

74. Nice stomach or nice arms? Nice stomach

61. Tattoos or piercings? Tattoos.

62. Sensitive or loud? Err… a healthy mix

63. Hook-up or relationship? Right now, hook-up. Relationships are messy.

64. Trouble maker or hesitant? Trouble maker ;)

HAVE YOU EVER:

65. Kissed a stranger? Does it count if we became friends later?

66. Drank hard liquor? Yes

67. Lost glasses/contacts? Not lost but broken most certainly.

68. Sex on first date? Nope

69. Broken someone's heart? Yes. Was not a happy thing.

70. Had your own heart broken? Yes

71. Been arrested? Kinda… :)

72. Turned someone down? Once…

73. Liked a friend that is a girl? Not really.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

74. Yourself? Yes.

75. Miracles? Dunno...

76. Love at first sight? It’s lust at first sight!

77. Heaven? Course I believe in heaven! There’s still chocolate in the world right!

78. Santa Claus? No

79. Kissing on the first date? Depends

80. Angels? No

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:

81. Is there one person you want to be with right now? No

82. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? Yes

83. Do you believe its possible to remain faithful forever? Yes. If the feelings are strong enough. The day you waver, it might be time to rethink stuff.

84. What's the one thing you cannot live without? My books.

85. Who's the most awesome kid ever? All my doggies! I love em so much!

If you're gonna do it, lemme know! :D

Goofy grins always have a serious reason.

Our story begins at the dead of night. The world is tucked in a soft blanket of sleep. Hush! The cricket couple is arguing about who’ll get the darkest corner after the divorce. Man, they argue loudly. The breeze blows gently, stirring dust the maid sweeps out on the balcony. It is perfectly silent. Wait a tick! It can’t be so silent! The damn cooler operates at a decibel just a tad lower than the bats. This must mean… oh damn… the electricity is out again!

Sit up straight and make the gargantuan effort of dragging oneself out of bed. Walk to the balcony dragging the beanbag and pillow. Stopper the door so it doesn’t slam like the door in ‘Exorcist’. Settle beanbag and plonk down. Clutch pillow and wait for the breeze to hit.

Suddenly, the breeze picks rhythm. And a wave caresses the brow. Ah sweet mother of the lord, it’s simply amazing! Look up at the sky and stop short. The inky blue is dotted with tiny silver specks, twinkling in a manner that a huge smile stretches on the face.

Under the sky, with the cool, cool breeze, the eyelids droop, the face freezes in a goofy grin and deep sleep takes over. The last things the eyes see are the smiling twinkling stars.

Wake up with a start as the electricity comes back on and disgruntled, walk back inside but the air circulated by the fan is nothing compared to the real thing. The cooler is a sham and after a few minutes of fierce mental struggle, walk out again with the beanbag.

I didn’t need an alarm clock. The sun nudged me awake.
Thank god for electricity cuts. I went back in time last night. When there were no power batteries or household generators and a power cut meant antakshari, gossip and count the stars.

I woke up refreshed. It was the best sleep in months. I came to office with a huge grin plastered on my face. I’m in love with the stars… :)