Got Photon's and Bahri's computers today. SP3 is being downloaded as I decide to take a break.

Prabhakar Panshikar is in Singapore. The Marathi theatre nerds need no introduction. To the others, to say that he is the president of the Maharashtra Stage Performances Scrutiny Board would be to belittle him. Anyway, tomorrow I see the great man in person. He is going to perform from his famous plays like ashrunchi zhali phule [teardrop flowers] and to mi navhec [it wasn't me!]. The latter was remade into English as I'm not Bajirao.

Now for some serious news. A dude called Atul Desai committed suicide yesterday. He was 19, and a student at the National University of Singapore. I take a pseudonym here. What irks me now is that my belief in Indians as an emotionally stable people has been shattered. Last year an teenager by the name of Majumdar was caned and jailed for repeated child molestation. Since both of them were brought up in Singapore, they were Indians, and it makes me wonder if second generation Indians around the world also face the same kind of emotional disturbance.

On a brighter note, we are getting some kick ass booty from the Russians, which will help us dominate the Pakis in naval combat. Hail Commissar Putin! Jaorj Pharnaandis yaancaa vijay aso! ;)