Yeow

I’m interning in Mumbai right up until the middle of June. It’s with L&T on the Mumbai Intl. Airport for those of you who give a rats ass. For the rest, I’ll be writing about the excrutiating pain that comes with wearing safety shoes and the adverse effects that fastening a safety hardhat to your noggin can induce on your hair ( which might already be greasy and falling out to start with).

Finally I will also detail out to you the exact mental process that is the core of sitting quietly in a seat for 4 hours straight. All that comes in later on the blogging timeline and if I factor in the procrastination factor, that’ll be……. Exactly never.

So I’m assuming here that you all have watched the first batman movie and you’re all waiting for that nutty-sweet batwing/flying batmobile/black flying thing with an Anne Hathway in it to show up in the next movie this summer (Dark Knight returns on July 7th) . For now though, try and remember how gotham city looked like in Batman Begins. There were the highrises, shady streets, slum areas, the filthy rich, the crime, the lost, the crooked cops, seedy looking rail lines and a batman.

Theoretically, if I fly that, Anne Hathaway should come for a ridealong…… Theoretically.

The way I see it, all Mumbai’s lacking is a man running around in an uncomfortable speedo designed to flaunt his many and varied issues not withholding his love the kinky while dressed as a bat simultaneously spending his billions to battle his imaginary friends ( or real and equally crazy ones ) who all like to play dress up and stand in for the warring faction’s of our beloved Alfred’s ‘Master Wayne’ .

The way I see it, if I go out and get my self a balck hoody and taser, this place is all set…… For fatman, ok chubbyman.

‘ If you attempt to flee, I cant run, not for the life of me…..Bitch, I’ll taser yo ass’ .

Too gangsta?

Later! =D