Just came back from Rishikesh. That's where I was for the Pujas. We went white water rafting. My entire family. Which was fun, really. And then we all jumped into the river and nearly died of cold, but whatsapoint of rafting if you aren't putting your life on the edge a bit? Anyway, many backbreaking journeys later(the roads, are quite literally the pits) - and also some work that entailed feeding cows, I'm back home. We also had hot crispy jalebis every morning, which needless to say, did wonders for my waistline. But then again, I'm kinda happy, cause I fit into these pair of jeans that I used to fit into way back in '05. It's not much, but then, happiness is all about the little things, right?