Yes yes I know, I keep promising to write and I don't. What to do? I am as busy as a bee, as a beaver, as an ant even. And talking of ants, here's what Ogden Nash has to say:

The ant has made himself illustrious

Through constant industry industrious

So what?

Would you be calm and placid

If you were full of formic acid?
			
			~ Ogden Nash		

Anyway to be absolutely honest, I haven't been all that busy. Well, I have, but not too busy to blog, not really. And it's not like I haven't been doing anything - a week at Neral in the early monsoon was certainly worth a post, and so were several rainy days in Bombay (fortunately, no more than knee deep wading has been called for as yet. Long may it stay that way!) And most recently, a weekend at Bhopal, where two of my oldest and closest friends were tying the knot. More on that anon, perhaps.

No, the simple fact is, my muse seems to have fled. Over the last few weeks, I simply haven't had the creative urge. I guess for a while I shall have to be content with just re-posting interesting bits of literature from here and there - I can't seem to come up with anything really original.

~lakesidey