i saw this message/question on amit varma’s blog, where i went through veer’s blog: Imagine you’re invisible.

here goes:

If I was invisible, I’d enter historic museums and touch all antiques. I love touching old things, thinking of the life in those times. Its exhilarating.

i’d steal chocolate cakes and eat them all in the shop itself.

i’d go get lottery numbers of the winning lottery (if its possible), and then buy that lottery.

i’d go see movies for free.

If you could see movies for free, where would you sit?

mmm… the first row of the middle section .. i don’t like to squeeze in between rows…

Hi there!

It’s weird how i stumbled upon your blog… i was looking for the lyrics of sawan barse tarse dil and happened to see one of your posts. And i kind of got hooked. I dunno… perhaps the URL, the design, the title… above all, the way you write about regular, everyday stuff or may be your disarming honesty and openness… something struck a chord. you seem disturbingly familiar. or may be i see reflections of my life a few years from now… but i’m pleased to meet you.:) amazing. keep it up. but please be safe… this medium isn’t as safe as it leads you to believe. and there are the voyeurs and perverts who lurk here who don’t always stop at reading and sniggering. having worked in this medium for so long, i am a little concerned. more about cyra than you. :) she must be a lovely child.
all the best and god bless:)

cheers,
hema

thanks hema! i had a very good friend called hema in school. :)

.. and yes .. she is a lovely child ..

did you by any chance study in bangalore or in delhi?

hi hema. i was born in Delhi, and grew up there. i did stay in b’lore for about 6 months in ‘99 or Y2K. :)