Chewed up.

The wedding was a "milestone" sort of event, on which I would have a lot to say,think....record. No time.

At night, I say to the taxi driver "Induction" instead of my destination Indiranagar. This has happened thrice.

Yesterday, as I left the house in a zombie like state, I locked my flatmate in. Got called when I had reached office.

And today, I forgot Unni's birthday. More than anything else, this shook me.

My life has really got chewed up.