Came back, and on the way back noticed how much people resist the breaking of a routine. So there's this new ramp built to the station, but EVERYONE, except this one guy in the pic prefer to use the old one... whether going up or down, or no matter how much rush... there is always rish in the mumbai locals... these guys are using ONLY the original ramp, and the new ramp looks deserted. Weird eh?
came home and don't rightly remember what I did. Transfered a few stuff to my mobile, and then read sociology, trying to develope my project. After that I went for a walk, and we did all sorts of nonsense again...
Like pretending to be ghosts...
Watching a guy play solitaire through his window and being unable to photograph him because of a lack of a zoom in the camera, but the family of the guy noticing nontheless. All of them were topless. All of them, also, unfortunately, happened to be males. Met Tuhin who wanted to go to the cyber to check his marks, but the servers are apparently clogged, OR the marks were not yet up. So we fooled around a bit, decided to make fun of A doc's clinic by changing his name a bit... from Agarwal to Bose...
I remember the doc torturing me over a ear problem. My normal physician wasn't at home, so we went to his office instad. He stuck a stethescope in all werid places, talked about diabetes, assimilation problems, flu, the weather, jaundice, AIDS, the cricket series going on there, the political scenario in the world, malaria, took five hundred bucks and recommended an ENT specialist.
We also managed to convince Aashray to smell some shit that had somehow been wiped against a wall, but he blocked the camera just as we were about to click him. in effect:
On the way down from the doc's office, and on the way home, we saw this:
The tiles were put in the corner to prevent people from spitting.
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