Monday, July 22, 2013


Strange, Sydney is my favourite city and here I am writing about London where I have just reached. Always hated the place and never wanted to come here, given all the history that was drilled through my school years.
Started with the tube journey from the Heathrow airport, the thawing of the hatred towards a past where I did not really play a part. Coming to think of it, English is the language that Ru and I use to talk to each other even. The tube stations and some of the old parts that I passed reminded me of pretty and dilapidated Cal. But that is where it ended, you should see the steep escalators and the sudden empty routes. There is more, but that would start tomorrow.

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