A new job?
My twenty-four day leave is coming to an end. What a pity. Now I feel like getting into a profession where one just roams around and gets paid. Planning to get into the marriage business. But will Rekha agree?
Already started thinking of the errands to run once I get to Chennai. God…save me. Need to get a lunch box too…Rekha has been threat-en-ing me that she would give me lunch when I leave home for office. Sob…Sob..Sob..
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Posted by Jamshed V Rajan
on Sep 23 2004. Filed under Posts on my Wife.
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