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Happy days are here again!

Come June and the rains are here. After waiting two hot months, the monsoon is finally at the doorstep with its cool rain. I have already been drenched twice. Waiting for the full force. Had a lot of mangoes this year. Saw my sister get married to my best friend. All in all it has been a good season.

It really changes ones outlook when some one close to you gets married. When my sis got married, suddenly she was no longer my kid sister, but woman! suprising, how you dont notice it before.

Fuel prices set to rise again. Hmm that is inevitable i guess, but 10 to 16 Rs. thats gonna cut down on my biking. Now that the world is really facing a fuel crisis, (and Mr. Bush please dont blame Indi and China, its the US which consumes 25% of the world oil), its time we humans took stock of our activities. I think car pooling should be made mandatory. It would be a good idea to ban all motorsports. These sports consume a lot of fuel and high quality at that too.

Lets hope people come to their senses soon enough. Public transport would be preferred if the service was good, I mean no one likes crowded buses which cant be relied upon to be anything but 30 mins late.

Heres to the arabs, they will be making the most of now! Translated more money for their Jihad!

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