Its holiday. Finally. For a total of sixteen days. Two days gone. Third underway. Lucky morning I wake up relatively early for a holiday. I enjoy morinngs. After making nashta and fixing lunch for Baba I with a cup of tea, settle in front of the computer. I try finding my unfinished synopsis file. It isnt there. Its evaporated, I finally bring myself to belief. I ask Arif (my brother) for technical help. He has none. He comes up with emotional one. "Everything has a silver lining!", he tells me. "I 'll make a better synopsis this time around then", I console myself. "No but a loss is a loss", Arif just has to continue. I type 'gaana.com' and listen to a new song, 'Sanwar loooooooon, sanwar looooooooon'. It sounds beautiful. Of hot afternoons I tell Ami that I wont be makin lunches, only dinners. Its twelve thirty noon, and I still see no signs of lunch. I break my own rule. Cook. Then these hot afternoons are for sl...