This is my third(!) attempt at blogging…my first blog died an inglorious death because I…well…forgot my username and my password, my second one shared a similar fate. I create blogs and then post religiously for some time and then my perpetual inertia takes over and I forget. The story of my life.
This one is a conscious effort to redeem myself. It actually stemmed from a conversation I had last night with a girl called Paroma, the bluntest, most bizarrest friend I have. We were talking about then and now, and she happened to mention that I have become more laidback about things, that the JU “ladh”(I honestly cant define this word in English, try a combination of inertia and lethargy and you’d still be way off the mark) is getting to me. Now, I generally don’t mind the “ladh”, but last night, I decided to take it on by it’s (non-existing) horns. Hence this.