rain... rain ... rain

After the cold wave last week, we have decent weather culminating in some showers. A good time to make a random pick from your collection of music and give it a listen. Hopefully there's some nostalgia embelishing each tape or CD you have. As my choice played, Bhupinder voiced the platitude that no one gets a perfect world. Nida Fazli's lyric for Ahista Ahista, quoting a couplet by Shahryar. To counterpoint the emotion, I made some culinary progress, breaking away from a self-imposed stereotype of Mr Beans, I made some Kung Pao Chicken. The only living being dead at the end of this experiment was also the only one who had arrived dead to begin with: the chicken.