Selective Amnesia There was a point to this. But I forgot.

Unganisha of Life

Apparently, Unganisha means web. In Swahili.
Now, how on earth do I know that, is your question. How else, but from the man himself. Ashok Hariharan, of Unganisha.org, who had been in Madras, and whom I met on Saturday.

Kingsley who, shockingly, is a closet lesbian, the host of the gathering at Muthu’s place was accompanied by Bajji and many others. A jolly good time was had by all, especially Kingsley, who had to call me at 3 in the night (after I left for home at 11ish) for some help. The help was this.

Bleary eyed, and totally disoriented, all I could mumble was some vague comments about getting it to him the next day. Which I conveniently forgot when I woke up.