I am married to one of the people that runs this stupid blog.
This morning, he woke up, and discussed several posts with me. The language he used was lyrical and the ideas he put forth were thoughtful. I knew a Pulitzer wasn’t that far off, and I went off to make tea for him.
When I came back, he was slumped in a chair, staring wide eyed at his laptop. He then started talking to me in some sort of alien language.
On the laptop, I found these pictures.
I realized what had happened. I drank the tea myself, and consulted a doctor. Although full recovery is unlikely, he will get back to something approaching normal in a week or so.
He is now relearning English.
I learnt later that he had inadvertently IM’d these pictures to the other people that run this blog, and they are pretty much in the same state.
So give them all a few days, ok? Unless you want to read posts in Alienese.
By the way, I think Ileana sucks. And so does Mamta.
Thanking you. Also thanking idlebrain.com and greatandhra.com for the pictures, which are from movies called Rakhee and Desamuduru.