when the world was weird

that is how the first few days went. luckily we got a house in a decent locality, with a decent price, and with a flatmate, who loves having fun, almost as much as we do. but even then, settlement was not easy. but it had to come, and it came fast. but then, it had a price of its own - a burned omelette, burned rice, and over cooked aloo bhujiya, not to mention a burned table cloth. it did not take us long to realize, that whatever we were, we were not the God of culinary skills as yet.

the dark and smelly images of the day were spent sitting in a theatre, watching kill bill 2, mulling the perils of trying to survive in an alien land. sunday was spent sleeping.

the weeks have a very similar story. get up in the morning, go to office, work(?) there all day, come back, cook, eat, wash and sleep. sometimes we need to shop big, to add a little spice to this routine. there never was anything special that happened during weekdays, atleast not worthy enough to pen here. but u get the idea, right??

the second weekend came soon after. saturday was spent watching a not-altogether-very-interesting football match. hey, hey, not on the TV -- LIVE, right in front of my eyes, sitting in the olympia stadium. 3 discos on back-to-back nights confirmed there was no way we could have woken up before 2pm on sunday, and we did nothing to help ourselves that day. a wet evening spent at Marienplatz, the city centre, was the only interesting thing that happened for us that whole week.