Some people are still there

When I was in Pune for the first time in 2010, my friends and I met some homeless people living on the street for example at Swargate, the bus station. We were asked each other for how many years have the person been living on the street and how old is he/she/it. We could not answer the questions.
There for when I came back both in 2013 and last Christmas, guess who I saw? If not one of the homeless people in Swargate. Is that not crazy, same person, some cloth (if you can call the bag as cloth). But the same person was a live. It was a wired feeling to see it. Because, that person is one of the few I remember from the street.

Well, I have change the header, because I got bored with the old one. Also, how cool is not a country with pink men?!
I can add, I am dying to go back to Pune and be able to drive a two wheeler and not use the local bus or auto. The men on the photo is not the same one as the person I wrote in the text.

My flat start to look like a home

For some weeks ago my building had a housebreak in in the attic. I saw that they had been my “cell” part of the attic and empty some of my boxes. Therefore we emptied the whole place and moved it down in to my apartment. Moreover, I have been living in a chaos, big boxes stood in front of my window, boxes and table were in the middle of my only room. The feeling I had was I am either moving in or moving out.
Well, Now, finally now I can actully walk around in my room without being scared to walk in something or fall over a box.
Still my room is not completely fixed. For example my clothes are hanging on a metal wardrobe, which I have to change. Two big boxes are remaining in my apartment. On the other side, it feels so good to have the floor back.

Also, the photo is taken when I had just moved down all my things, there for little extra chaos. So many peaces of clothes I have! I did not think I had that many, but I do and surprise, surprise, I do not need to buy any more dresses or jackets for years. Is it good or bad?