4th of July doesn’t really matter to me as the American Independence Day, its the anniversary of my last haircut in 2002. Anyways, a friend from San Francisco who is in town wanted to light fireworks on the top of the hill/fort in  Bhongir.

Sadly, we were not allowed, no matter what we tried. We couldn’t bribe over way up. Hindi is not understood, we were disappointed. Then, with a heavy heart we took a U-turn. And the group decided to pay a visit to my humble house. I’ve never had 6+4 guests at home at once. Never ever in the last 18 months have I hosted so many people. It was special for me. The group had fun, played around like kids, splashed water all over. Also, they loved my terrace and clicked photos. I am happy I left work early on the Friday.