I love my dad!
I love him.
Even after he makes his silliest of all jokes.
Funny, yet lame jokes.
This evening, He told me about a dream he had last night. The dream in which he was in a flight, 35000 feets above the ground. [ he journies so much, this has become a routine for him to spend so much time in flights.]
And then he went ahead saying the silliest thing i’ve heard that can happen in a flight.
He said that he was walking towards his seat after getting on board, and his foot fell in a puddle of “holy shit!”
I mean, literally, in Cow-shit!!
Man, he has worst dreams ever. Its even worst than me dreaming about being a news-paper wender in “shrilanka”! lol.
Have fun,
Ekta.
Back!
But not yet well, just taking rest and going through tests.

As for the changes, my younger sis is back from her 3 days enviornmental trip to west-south Gujarat, Gir forest. Happy to have her back!



















