NY... In the words of my cabbie "pure joy to live in, puuuure joy.... But a horrible city" I look jealously to compare it with my current fling, Chicago. Chicago has a stately demeanour like a politician but you know he aint clean. New York is too new. And this is no time to make any judgements. I want to stay in my room and slumber. I haven't slept well for a long time.

I wanted to blog that, but the reason I came online was because I remembered a little quote..

"In the whole history of the world there is but one thing that money can not buy... to wit- the wag of a dog's tail."

Do you know that slow dawning the dog's posture and stance when he sees you coming, the rising of his ears, his shoulders eager and that sign of sure gladness, the slow side by side wag of his dear tail . And his eyes! The deepest love of a man, the tenderest affection of a parent and the devotion of a friend couldn't touch the well of love a dog holds for you.

I am going to remember that. When I am upset, when I am low I am going to remember that I am lucky. My parents, my sister, Rajesh and my closest friends love me as I love them. And my dog loves me too.