Well, honestly, there is nothing I have to say on the tantalising victory of India over Pakistan in the final. The feeling of joy is too primitive and pure at the moment to be delved into. It will take a couple of days to settle down and it is only in retrospect that I will find something to say, which someone must have said somewhere already.
Suddenly last week, very much against my wishes, I had to go to one of the places I have least wanted to visit in all my life. I was packed off with my bags in the name of holidays, and I knew I was damned if I was going to enjoy a minute of it. This is the draft I had planned to put up before I was thrown out of my room with my Nokia 6300 and a ticket to an epidemic ridden rainy patch of land that was supposed to be beautiful.
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