“I AM hotstuff!”

No No… Not like how you think… Umm… Actually that way too… But what I’m trying to say is that I have fever. Everything looks yellow. Food tastes like orange peel. Water tastes awful. I know water has no taste and all but I want water to be tasteless, not bitter. And the worst of all, my head hurts.

I have no recollection of what I did yesterday. It’s like there was no Wednesday in my week. Though some people will say otherwise. They recounted things I said and did, amidst much laughing,

Jonathan said,

“Gina, when I came to ask you if you wanted tea, you said that you were part of the Fantastic4 *2 minutes of laughter* and that you were ‘The Human Torch’. As you were dozing off to sleep again, you suddenly screamed ‘Flame On’ *falls off bed laughing*”

That was the only one I can talk about. The others are way too embarrassing. I am still unwell and in Lower Parel. I want to go home.

Now!!!