Misty ominous morning. Not unusual for this time of the year. Today I am at the benevolent auto rickshaw's mercy. Radio advices avoid Nandi Durg Road and therefore my helpful driver decides to take a detour. Through S K Garden, Pottery Road, Masjid Road. Houses, building, shops. Familiar places. Caught in a day dream I wasn't prepared atall for Coles Road and Sherlocks, looking very different in the late morning light. Familiar trigger.

Traffic slows. The dark tinted blue Aveo is two inches away. The sub woofer pulsates Robbie.

There’s a hole in my soul,

You can see it in my face, it’s a real big place.

There is always a song to match every state of mind. Sardonic.