Do you crave a walk down the cobblestone paths in search of the tranquilizing brook to try and get away from the avalanche of wired unanswered questions your head has become?
I don't want to deal with your smug know-it-all attitude where I'm left with no choice but to embrace your, wait-hood.
It seems that it is past time that Miss Gandhi jerked Mr. Rahul Gandhi to wake up and pull his socks for the much required "Congress Bachao Abhiyan" for the Bihar elections are knocking the door and given the trench it has dug for itself, the Congress is sure looking at a truckload of work ahead.
Was it his charming flirtation the day she left? Or was it his goodbye wink that had her senses bereft?