Cambridge is beautiful. That is perhaps the best and simplest way to say it. And yes, the weather just decided to be a gracious host and let me have a wonderful time. The accompanying conversation of course made me realise the vestiges of Bristish rule that have been immortalised within Bengali culture. All in all, a fantastic experience.

Punting on the Cam, of course, still needs to be done and shall be done when it is warmer and the company even better!

Right now, however, is a time of certain uncertainties and certain certainties. But damn the uncertainties for making the certainties uncertain! Ha!

I was just wondering about my profile on this blog. What do you write in "About me"? Well, I think the question peeves me because I have been asked the same thing in countless interviews... "So tell me about yourself?" And then, like a keyed musical box, I put on a fake gentle-smile and rattle off in a voice that grates against my own ears (maybe that's why part of my brain switched off) about inconsequential and obscure nothings which are met with apparently understanding nods, hems and haws.

Lets think of Cambridge again - it is so much better. '...bridges that might have been the haunts of so many uncelebrated lovers'. Wonder how I framed that. Feels golden.