So, what is shaking?

Well, probably by now you have been wished “Happy New Year” umpteen times, so I’ll skip over the formalities (or really?). Anyways, I find out that December is jinxed for my blog as both in Dec-07,08 have I not been able to post anything on this much revered portal. That doesn’t necessarily translate to that things are mundane. The truth you’ll find out is far from it.

So yes, December. It did start off on a pretty bad note with having to tackle two end sem exams (You know, the usual!) and then it went straight into 5^th gear with preparations starting off for a trip to Dragonland. Time whizzed past by before it was 16^th December (Happy Birthday Papa!) and we were on our way. Apart from Heineken and an extremely good rock Radio Channel, there isn’t much to say about the flight. (You just know the air hostesses aren’t upto the mark when I don’t mention them right?)

And so we landed and hereon start the anecdotes. When we were told Beijing would be cold, we thought “Yeah right, colder than Roorkee? Fat chance!”. We were wrong big time. The whole time we were there, the temperature hardly reached the comfortable side of zero. Case in point being when some hot chocolate which skims off the straw, freezes before it reaches your jacket and you are able to wipe it off like biscuit wafers.

Sightseeing went as planned with visits to The Great Wall, The Temple of Heaven and Tianmen Square providing tourist interests. Shopping took a new meaning with bargaining reaching new heights. And you definitely know it’s a unique incidence when you are actually smacked with a stick by a shopkeeper.

The official part of the seminar was freshening to say the least with, yours truly leading his multinational group to a victory by turning them into the Justice League ( a typical BBT moment if you will!). Also probably the first and last time my dancing was appreciated. Probably more so because people don’t know how Indian dance is done, but still it counts.

Well yes, the reference is probably as Lefty put it once “Some trips are so sacred you cant put them in words!” so here I’ll cut it short leaving out some very humorous experiences at nightclubs, in conferences, in cabs, in the subway!

The return dose of desi included a hardcore hibernating session of 7 days with the sole outing out in the open being Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi. Reality kicked back in earlier today when I had to painstakingly fill in 10 SAME forms during registration. Sheldon Cooper says: "Life, thou art a heartless bitch!"

Anyways, some great friends made, some exciting moments, some embarrassing and with a new found immunity to cold, I mark my return to the blogging world!

P.S. Just so that Man Utd get their share of press coverage, WE ARE THE WORLD CHAMPIONS NOW!

P.P.S. Peace out!