March 23, 2016
Every Kingfisher beer I have had thus far has been expired.
Got a shave yesterday. And a Mohawk. I was concerned how it was going to go down in the colony. Everyone loves it….100% everyone loves it. I sure wish Cara had a phone.
I am a The Bohime Bar just down the street. The owner told me the rent is one lac per month. Rs.1,00,000/- his name is Santosh.
Tomorrow is Holi. Manish wants us to hang out with him and his friends. I don’t know. India and Bangladesh are playing cricket this afternoon.
They have hookah’s at this bar. Last time I had one was around 1997 in Cairo.
I have been putting of Girish. I told him tomorrow. He was bummed. I just don’t have the energy. I seem to sleep 12 to 14 hours a day. I am not sure why.
The expiry date on the beer I am drinking is 26/02/2016. I still taste’s fine. It’s a Kingfisher super strong.
In India if anything is better than the norm it’s “Super’.
No internet in the room today. I reset the router on our floor to no avail. They have to reboot their server/main computer. I doubt they have a server.
I spoke with two chicks. One was from oz and the other the U.S. they are on a tour. They seemed nice enough. They asked if I lived here. I am looking more and more like an Indian everyday. Even Indians whom I strike up a causal conversation with ask this of me.