I moved homes this weekend. After years of trying to find the perfect home and after months of living out of cartons, being harangued by carpentars plumbers and electricians trying to get my interiors done…scouring every gully and store in Mumbai looking for the perfect light fitting, the right colour of tiles, the perfect shade of laminate…
This post is provoked by the fact that I am constantly asked if i have a boyfriend or a man in my life or i have met somebody exciting. By my friends, my family, the media and everybody else and their uncle-I am getting so paranoid and annoyed about being asked this question that yesterday I was convinced my dogs cupcake and muffin were asking me the question too as was the parrot that perched on my window sill! No No No! Stop! Stop! Stop! i wanted to scream but decided to blog instead 
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