Not by design, neither was it an accident. But this New Year’s eve, not a drop of the stuff that Bacchus lords over went down my throat. I had been to Agra (my second visit) and Fatehpur Sikri (my first). Returned late at night, just an hour before the calendars changed, dead tired. I like to travel, but vocation and scarcity of vacation doesn’t allow my mobile to be on networks other than NCR (I have to hold on to my leaves for the not so long sojourns to Shillong, my hometown).