What age has done to me!
With my best friend under the influence of Tequila, I was left alone to think and graze my past. It’s not bad to rewind my life while sipping my coffee standing in the balcony of my apartment in 7 deg temperature of Stockholm. It was never a killing-adventurous one but it was not without pretty big changes/surprises/sorrows/happiness (usual tale, isn’t it? ). When I turn back and look at me, I can classify my life into three stages. GB till 16 years of age, GB between 16-20 and GB after that. I am so sure that everyone would have undergone changes, irrespective of their sex, clan and nationality but I put my changes as the most imperative among all ( yeah, I am the author and I can do that :P ) So thinking back, The vintage GB (Please keep reading, don’t stop :P ) I was creative. Believe me, I was. During Tamizh classes in college I used to translate the Tamizh poetic verses to English even when the lecturer was teaching that. My bad! I have lost th...