Hello *****, can I call you that?Agastya, is that you?!Yes.After a long time.Yes. Almost 10 years.How are you *****?I’m fine Agastya, how the hell are you? Where have you been?I’d been to London to look after the queen.What a shitty response, as usual.Yes, I was always full of shit.No. I didn’t mean that. But how come … Continue reading Tears Don’t Lie: I Cried a Lot That Night