Location: Sarojini Nagar, New Delhi

Shot at: Cannought Place, New Delhi, India 

She is Khanak, my best friend Sunaina’s Daughter…

Shot this recently during my visit to the Delhi Zoo with my nephew Rudraksh…

I am the boss here, and I have my wife’s permission to say so

This is the good looking Bread and Resin Pudding, I cooked and clicked it sometime back… Recipe courtesy my Mom!

This picture is shot from a distance from ibibo office, isn’t it lovely?

Pity its not the same view from my desk in office!

London Ambulance Service first aid bike at the famous Leicester Square, London

I know this is against the rules of my photo blog to share an all text post, but it was too to good to be shared… so here it is…

A couple had only been married for two weeks and the husband, although very much in love,
couldn’t wait to go out on the town and party with his old buddies.

So, he said to his new wife,
“Honey, I’ll be right back.”

“Where are you going, Coochy Coo?”
asked the wife

“I’m going to the bar, Pretty Face,”
he answered.
“I’m going to have a beer.”

The wife said,
“You want a beer, my love?”
She opened the door to the refrigerator and showed him 25 different kinds of beer,
brands from 12 different countries: Germany, Holland, Japan , India , etc.

The husband didn’t know what to do, and the only thing that he could think of saying was,
“Yes, Lollipop… but at the bar… You know… they have frozen glasses… “

He didn’t get to finish the sentence, because the wife interrupted him by saying,
“You want a frozen glass, Puppy Face?”
She took a huge beer mug out of the freezer, so frozen that
she was getting chills just holding it.

The husband, looking a bit pale, said,
“Yes, Tootsie Roll, but at the bar they have those hors d’oeuvres that are really delicious…
I won’t be long. I’ll be right back. I promise. OK?”

“You want hors d’oeuvres, Poochie Pooh?”
She opened the oven and took out 5 dishes of different hors d’oeuvres:
chicken wings, pigs in blankets, mushroom caps, and little quiches.

“But my sweet honey… at the bar….
you know there’s swearing, dirty words and all that..”

“You want dirty words, Cutie Pie?
LISTEN UP CHICKEN SHIT! SIT YOUR BLOODY ASS DOWN, SHUT THE HELL UP, DRINK YOUR BEER IN
YOUR FROZEN MUG AND EAT YOUR HORS D’OEUVRES BECAUSE YOUR
MARRIED ASS ISN’T GOING TO A DAMNED BAR!
THAT SHIT IS OVER, GOT IT, JACKASS?”

and…they lived happily ever after.