A Fresh Start!
Tam Brahm, thank you ma'am
Season's Greetings, everybody!!
When I first found out I was coming to London, my mind was filled with grand ideas of watching every Arsenal match played during the period I spent here, travelling to the away games and perform acts of football hooliganism, and in whatever time I had left, follow the route Bill Bryson took around the United Kingdom and then wrote about in ‘Notes from a Small Island’. Now, after spending nearly four months here, I have been to exactly three Arsenal home games (Sevilla, Newcastle and Steaua Bucharest), no away ones, and I now realize that Bryson’s trip was possible only because his job did not require him to work on excel sheets throughout the week and so, end up feeling so liberated on Friday evenings that he would go out on a longish pub crawl, and thus end up spending the whole of Saturday morning passed out and feeling like crap for the rest of the weekend, scuppering all previously made travel plans.
I also know I’ve not been blogging very often, very kindly pointed out to me by a couple of friends, and that is only because most fun sites, including this one, are blocked at work and my only other way to access the internet is through a browsing centre near my apartment, which costs me £1 for half an hour. It doesn’t sound like much at all, until I step out of the place, do the inevitable mental math and realize I’ve just paid Rs.80 to hurriedly check my mail, pick my fantasy football teams, and scrap/wall/poke friends on Facebook and Orkut. It’s not a nice feeling.
But all that is going to change next week, when I finally get my hands on this. After that, I soon hope to be blogging regularly and maybe even move to my own domain.
Meanwhile, I wanted to really really go for an Arsenal v Tottenham game while I was still here (the club's equivalent of India v Pakistan, for the uninitiated) and both the premier league fixtures were sold out well in advance. And then, God intervened in the form of the Carling Cup. The draw for the semi-final took place a couple of weeks back and Arsenal face Tottenham in one of the semi-finals. So, come January 9th, I will be in my seat near the halfway line to watch the Arsenal kids knock the stuffing out of the spuds.
Hope to be back with a proper post soon. Till then, bubbye!!