Man of your dreams
“You are likely to meet the man of your dreams” is what the Astrology section for my sun sign read one morning. I am sure most of you are the kinds who go to the doorstep early in the morning to fetch the day’s newspaper to learn the happenings around. I must say I am also one of the kind, but with a little difference. I fetch the morning paper, religiously hand over the main paper to my dad and take the supplement with me to my room. The only thing I look at is the astrology section. If someone asks me “Do you believe in astrology?” I would jump up and say “Nay…all that is nonsense, and not practical”. Of course I don’t stop reading this section though. This was one such day. I parked my bike in the parking lot in my office –I call my Kinetic Honda a bike, I walked towards the door to swipe my ID card in the security zone, I felt a little vibration in my bag, my phone was ringing. I buried my hand into my bag lazily, assuming it would be one of those infuriating calls from the banks