Today was a bad day from the start. I woke up at 10, that is bad.

I usually wake up at 12 or 1, after listening to music, surfing the internet, worry about Afro dude and White bitch who apparently have a 'primary' conflict, eat, do the poopoo and other equally distasteful activities, it's already 5. Knowing the fact that sunset is around the corner, I spend a couple of hours, reading the newspaper, feeding mango pickle to the fish in my brother's aquarium, I get ready to face the night. So around 7:30, I get my second bath of the day, discuss the finer points of my brother's undecided career, basically includes, '... No man, you are too young to make the correct decisions, big brother knows best', with a very smug expression, '... Appa, he should totally go to 17 tuition classes and make sure that his entire day is spent in the company of the Accounts, Statistics and other equally boring subjects'. At 9:30 sharp, everyday, Sundeep calls me to give him company to Xerox the textbooks, pick up dvds, meet a Nobel laureate, et cetera if his parents happen to be near the phone, or just dum if they aren't. It's already around 10:30 ~ 11 when am back home and next few hours are spent in watching sitcoms, movies, TV, and anything random till 2 or 3, and finally sleep.

Today was supposed to be spent 'high'. That did not happen.

We, me and George, were pulled over by a cop at Mylapore. The only good thing was, we planned to do some vodka shots and then get some ice cream, somehow surprisingly, we decided to eat ice cream and not do the shots today, which is probably why we got pulled over. The 'sergeant', the name is because he was wearing cleaner clothes and was resting his sorry butt on a bike, was very 'honest' with us and wrote out a ticket and charged us a spot fine of Rs.100, which is somehow supposed to make George drive safely from then on, quite pointless really.


The ticket was written out to a Nlikh Tholole Goone. George, in utter remorse for having broken the law, attested to the fact that he had indeed committed a grave travesty by taking a U-turn along with 10 other vehicles, after the other policeman asked us to take the turn, and having been the only idiot to have stopped, while everyone else took off leaving the sergeant muttering, '...kandippa case thaan ...'.

But in the end, there was in fact one offense which seemed very relevant to us,