For the first time, I'm thankful to the credit card marketeers who sold me a Gold Mastercard a couple of years back. It got me admission into a neat little lounge at the Chennai Airport, where I could get a glass of beer, some excellent Chicken Kabab and much needed peace and quiet.
This entry has cleverly been filtered to prevent the you-know-whos of the world from advising me about airports and lounges and credit cards.
Man, I can be mean.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEESHA MADHAVAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteSpending your birthday in an airport lounge? tut tut! ;p
Happy belated birthday!
ReplyDeleteYo! Happy Belated Birthday!
ReplyDeletebudday! happy budday!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday! I thought better doing it on LJ then on orkut .One more in the crowd.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
ReplyDeleteYo, thanks!
ReplyDeleteDanke!
ReplyDeleteHeh. yeah, I do prefer the LJ way. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteUnh. Did I miss the party? Can I greet you in advance for next year and thereby make the advance reservation?
ReplyDeleteHave a great year, yo.
Anno, belated Happy Birthday :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks! No party, was traveling by evening.
ReplyDeleteThanks, thambi.
ReplyDeleteOh, I logged into LJ after several days and missed your Birthday. Happy Belated wishes, old man :-). Did you get a tattoo or a motorbike?
ReplyDeleteI got my car back and an attack after looking at the bill
ReplyDeleteCome on, it will all balance out somehow :-)
ReplyDeleteDoes the movie "Nirmalyam" mean anything to you?
Art movie types. Supposed to be good. Why?
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