It was time. No threatening work looming over my head, an increasing pile of messy junk cluttering my room, and an artificially extended weekend for me to cool off. It was time to tip my hat off to Bangalore for a while and pop by the ol’ ancestral abode back...
“Vibrating straps around my stomach. Really? This is it? It felt quite inconceivable that this was actually going to do me any good other than maybe make it easier for me to learn belly dancing, and that's not what I signed up for.”from - Doing the rounds, read the full article...
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