after the lights are down

Am amazed I still had friends willing to travel down to the durian to catch our concourse performance. And I got flowers, of the non-girly blue variety, though the lighting in this photo doesn't do justice to it - I tried to photoshop it though. Many thanks, wing!



For a while I was feeling a bit like the bassist below

"Nobody understands me".

There's this facebook group named "I can't, I've rehearsal", and it has been my regular refrain for the longest time now, and it will be again during the Deepavali week, but forgive me, my friends for neglecting you. Am slowly trying to reclaim social life territory in the next week. (And am not even starting to think of work, yet.)