I think I come back to my blog whenever I am in a sad mood. This is a place where I share or write my secret things...unlike FB where its all BS. Today as I departed from Ranade's apartment a strange sadness engulfed me. The feeling when you fly back from India.
When I first moved to the Bay Area 6.5 years ago, it was Ranade and Anu who welcomed me here. I used to spend my weekends with them and Ranade's effort to help somani and me organize the class reunion was phenomenal. So many good memories, so many fun times and seeing Ranade become a father. I wish I could have spend more night-outs learning bridge from you man....
Miss you till we meet when we meet,
Chadha