Unstable

My stomach is stupid and slightly twisted in the head.

I was born and brought up in Delhi. Lived there for 21 years. But my stomach never got used to the food in the city. Last six months spent in the city were particularly awful. I was worried what would happen when I'd come to Pune (a new place with new food).

I moved to Pune a little over a year ago. My stomach was the happiest living being on earth. I could eat whatever the heck I wanted to. There wasn't the slightest cry from in there. And now? After all these months here... one little new thing I eat, and bam! There it goes for a toss. Just like it used to be in Delhi. It does not matter whether I eat from the streets or at a fancy restaurant. It's all equally painful.

So tell me, some enlightened soul! How does immunity reduce instead of rising?

Extremism

Your dearest Aarbee has pan stains on a white salwaar and a white dupatta. She did it herself. No expertise in spitting, you know.
Colour sense in creatives' class makes people say I am orange. The pan stains are orange too.
Wondering what to do now.

Nothing beats the joy of sweaty, stinky self after a good session of badminton. Nothing!

And nothing beats the pain of inflammation and ulcers in the mouth either. Forced fasting is what I am doing for the past two days. Sucks.
Sansani khes: while some more desi ilaaj was on in this videshi land, yours truly coughed out some more colourful stuff that she was chewing. The target? This LCD screen through which I pretend to talk to you. It looks a little yellow after an attempt at cleaning now. Wonder if Dell will want to replace it. :-/

The pain is too unbearable. And it is the beginning of a weekend which has test prep on the agenda. Non-nice thoughts to sleep with. Will see you soon.

Adios!