coincidence

Call it coincidence, call it irony, call it anything, but it happened.

A few hours after I posted about swades and about returning back to our home country, this friend of mine comes up to my office to tell me that he was flying the same night to the US of A. And 12 more hours later, I was in the airport sending him off, all the time wondering what he would do if he gets to listen to the song.

So Mr.US-going-swadesi guy, don't forget to put a comment about your reaction to the situation, when you stumble upon this blog.

And coming back to blogging and me, I feel the length of my posts has increased quite a bit, compared to the earlier ones. So to make it even, let me leave this one here.

Short posts are easier to read and forget. So says the Tao of Psychology.