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            As I glanced at my desk clock I realised that it was time for me to wrap up and leave,the reason being today's eagerly awaited women's badminton finale at Rio .As I shut down my laptop, I was filled with a tsunami of emotions (Not because I was menstruating or anything !) but because it was the first time ever an Indian athlete was assured of a Silver with the coveted Gold very much in sight .So here I was, filled with a gamut of emotions ranging from patriotism  (The pride that we made it to the final in the Olympics ! ) to anxiety ( So close, yet so far!)  to hope ( Ohh deep in my heart ...I do believe ,that we shall overcome some day!!!!) to the belief that P.V Sindhu shall achieve what no Indian athlete has been able to ,in badminton in the Olympics today..........          The entire commute back home I recalled her previous match.The way she defeated Japan's Nozomi Okuhara. She won the hearts ...

                      As I put my alarm on snooze for the umpteenth time , I casually happened to notice the phone screen . It showed 23 smses and in a moment I was wide awake wondering who on earth tried reaching me at the crack of dawn ! Worried , I squinted and unlocked my phone .           Tadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ....! All 23 smses were informing me about the different sales that were going on at all possible locations and how PRIVILEGED I was to be able to enjoy them (albeit for a limited period  or till stocks last ). . This got me thinking furiously about many things ultimately leading me to pen down this blog.  So dear folks , kindly enlighten me .....  AM I PRIVILEGED BECAUSE I CAN BUY JEANS AT JEANS JUNCTION TODAY AT A DISCOUNT OF 31% AND THEREBY CELEBRATE INDEPENDENCE DAY  ? OR BECAUSE I CAN PURCHASE A HELIOS WATCH AT FLAT 50% RATE & CELEBRAT...

                        Yesterday morning as it poured cats and dogs , I decided to take a walk in the rain .. I ensure to do this at least once every year ..A walk down the memory lane whilst it pours ! It is an amazing feeling to dance about in the rain soaking in that aroma of wet mud (minus the crazy stares people give you ), jumping over puddles just like kids , whilst making paper boats and setting them to sail and ending the walk at a random tapriwalla and gorging on "garam bhajjias" and piping hot "cutting chai" !!            So I began my monsoon walk with my watchman chastising me for not carrying an umbrella ! Who on earth would carry an umbrella when their only intention  is to get drenched to their bones ,I ask!! A few steps ahead ,the society aunties(whose sole purpose in life is to find fault in others) gave me disapproving looks akin to those reserved for a drug addict !!...