Interlude

Cliched lines make a march through my mind as i sit typing these words out on a warm monday afternoon. Onam is upon the keralites and still all i feel is the complacent nad lethargic monotony of a holiday. Days or was it months that have come to pass since i keyed in something on this blog & it lay here gathering the proverbial dust…..

I do hope to write more in this round but knowing me i am not entirely sure how long this jig of writing will stay with me…