Seat 33

Italian man goes to the only restaurant in Malta.

He asks the waitress for a 2 piece toast.

She gets him only one.

He says to her ” I want 2 piece on my plate”

The waitress says” Go to the toilet”

Well, that was just the beginning of a joke of an Italian Man who goes to the biggest restaurant in Malta. It was alrighteee.

Life is hectic nowadays. So much to do. So little time. Am missing my drums classes today. Home and diwali at home beckoned so I have traveled all of 600 kms to come and blog in my room. Pleasant is the weather in Goa, and the bus journey was ok. Surprisingly for seat 33 at the back, it wasn’t a bumpy ride and I fitted in well with my 6 feet 3 inch frame. The feet don’t hurt as much and the head isn’t groggy. Still managed to listen to some music on my W350i and come home safe and sound.

I realize how beautiful my home state is with its lush green vegetation and simple people. It is still trapped in the shell of time, cocooned from the 21st Century. A little island of solace with a sore patch on its forehead (north).

Rest all is peaceful I hope or so it seems.

Regards,

CZ