And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years

I had a tiring working week and then travelling during the last weekend… I was back to Mumbai and office on Monday … then working late nights to make submissions on Wednesday… I was told about the deadlines only on Monday… a regular phenomenon.

Last Tuesday was one of my friends’ birthday and a dinner party was planned in the evening…can’t miss the party and can’t miss the deadlines… I was feeling heaven ;-)… so many things to do and so less time… I wished a day could have more than 24 hours… after working late on Monday night and slogging whole of Tuesday I could make it for the party with some smiles… leaving away the rest of the work to be done after the party night… pain isn’t it….

As we always say… kaam to chalte rehta hain (zindagi bhar karma hain)… can’t miss on such occasions… ne ways if I’ve to work late nights then why not chip in a party, enjoy for some time and then slog…

The party was good… thanx to the b’dy girl and host AF. Unlike our last eve out which was a complete blast, this was not a dance party… this time we did TP on the dinner table …

I was late (along with my colleague) to join the rest of the gang…(did we missed anything great… I don’t think so).

Pulling legs in the style of “Kya kool hain hum” was the best stuff…NK started it off and then there was no stopping…
I mean “bahut li hum logo ne ek dusre ki”……………..
“maza re….”

After having dinner… we had our typical photo session… courtesy big boss.
Hopefully the photos should get developed by next week.

“One to-day is worth two to-morrows.”