Well, I´m back in London neerly two weeks earlier than planned. And thank god for that ! When I went home to visit my family in India, it was because my father was supposedly ill. As it turned it was a misunderstanding. My father, Bakthev, claimed he only said he had a slight headache when we spoke on the telephone. I still think he said he was close to terminally ill, and that upset me quite much.
To make a long and boring story short ; my family had bought a new big house and needed some serious help moving the inventory from A to B. ( A being our old house and B being our new house )
I´m starting work in two weeks, so I will sleep over this weekend and maybe I´ll write some more then.