From my diary
Another Long day, Same release funda, one more night out. Now a days it has been a routine. came home fully tired, Was 3 A.M, eyes were fighting to keep open.Legs were refusing to walk.
Thought shall drink some juice before crashing, as in london during night outs, only available stuff is pizza. Went into kitchen opened a fridge to take a juice, could see a light in opposite house. A handsome guy in that kitchen.
Now what? Should I miss this chance? My inner mind said na, My eyes were wide open, My legs were in a mood to dance . Now what to do? I said yeah! Lots of utensil in sink waiting to get cleaned. Yes I was more happinier then Archimedis. I said Eureka. Started cleaning utensils all bright & glittering. Handsome guy too started cleaning his utensils. Exchanging a glimpse, smile both continued. He was still in kitchen with his black cat. I said now tomorrow is another day.
Shall catch some sleep now. Just Waved at that handsome, said good night, Slipped into sleep. If behind every sucessful man , if there a women , Behind every glittering utensil of mine, there is a handsome nieghbour... What a inspiration?