The girl in the Mad City: An introduction

In every sip of that wine today I looked at the boxes infront of me, here I was five years later, with a zillion of memories and one mail. I had resisted change for a while , it was as if people were pushing me off the cliff.

Here I had a mad boss, the mad people and some mad friends. But in time I realized that if you are mad you will bump into mad people every where. Here starts the second phase of madness , the mad girl has left the house and and is now roaming on the streets of Mad City, with lot of stories to tell.

The journey from here is going to be even better from what it was, here I am  searching for accidental husbands and love stories untold.  Earlier I thought you are either in love or you are not , but now I understand the third category which is 'its complicated'.

Its complicated because we never go by rules, we make our own stories. We never learn from our mistakes because we believe in making  more mistakes. These are actually not mistakes these are bed time stories for your grand kids. They should get to know how after all they got their grand father and which were probably good potential grand fathers.

Here we go out in Mad City exploring madness and love...... chalo chalen......