FLI plays a gig tomorrow. It's going to be our first two-hour concert.
On Monday, the three of us — Allan, Neel and me — head to Nagaland, the rains and the flu notwithstanding. We will also head towards Shillong and hopefully get to jam a bit. I will also meet up with Simon and Rumki, and little Joshua.
I'm gonna be a dad next month.
It's too much to imagine.
Did I deserve this life? I don't really know.
