I surrender, forget the date. What does it matter anyway! Last night I had a little friend in my room, whom I met for the first time previous night actually; a very cute frog with enormous eyes trying its hard to blend to the back of the plastic chair in my room, looking rather scared and cautious. Well I happen to like this frog very much, I moved as close as I could without scaring it off to examine it more closely. Its legs looked like those plastic sink pumps to unblock the drains, soil like colour which I guess makes it more camouflaged, a huge leap once I took photo after photo and probably blinding it with the camera flash and a very squeaky non-frog like noise…I have named my new friend "chikoo". Well in the end Chikoo did leap to the back of my clothes rack and I went to sleep. But then subconsciously I must have been a little worried about Chikoo having party with his friends on my bed leaping up and down on my hard bed, that I woke myself up in a fright in the middle of the night when I thought I felt something shale my bed (as if a frog can!). Once I realised how silly I was being I went back to sleep. Let's see where I will find Chikoo again in my room.