Seven years in this goddamned place, a time when Mumbai was Bombay, Sandra still lived in Bandra, the sewers were still sewers and the trains were crowded with approx 100,000 less people....a long time indeed. And now, i've had enough (stamp my foot).
Just back from my "selling-at-half-rate" paradise and after spending a constructive day staring at a stupid computer screen, I want back!
Back to all the things i've missed. Back to Ebony (my to-die-for labrador), back to houses that have actually look like houses, friends, family and food and feni.
Now only if there was something to do there....unlike the mass produced doctors, politicians, engineers, scum and what have you's! To think of it, sometimes it makes you wonder why Goa does'nt have a kick-ass advertising agency? Theres the beach, theres the booze, the women, the clients, everything...No Advertising Agency!!!
And for those that are still stuck up on advertising, all you have to do is hop by to the nearest cybercafe, browse through the tons of clipart available or just download an image online and little Peter (who just learnt Photoshop in school) will have your ad ready in 1 hr. No image fees, no royalty, no time, no problem!
and really, why not. When half the page is full of invites to politicians birthdays, football matches, and parties....all you really need to know is how to write " Come one, Come all"
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Hey Ray!
I like, i like.. Nice to read your rantings.. lol.. I'm glad you stumbled on my blog.. It's nice to know that somebody reads what i write.. haha
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