The burnt AC.

So I suck at posting. But it's okay because I figure whoever is going to read this I keep in touch with anyways so I'll update them that way. Here's the brief version....

Work is more fun because there are more interns now. There is one girl who just graduated from HBS who will be working at McKinsey in the fall who is now working at Drishtee and living at the guest house with us. There is also a guy who is doing his MBA at Kellogg and he's a former Bainee and will be going back to Bain. So cool new people. Work is good but getting busier. I'm not the biggest fan of my boss but it's still pretty chill.

I went to Pune last weekend to visit family. Everyone was so welcoming and amazing. And I shopped! Overall wonderful wonderful time. Wish I could've been there for longer. Also makes me sad that they are so far.

This weekend going to Agra and then going to shop in Delhi on Sunday. Should be fun. Less than a month left... time is flying!

Now for the more interesting stuff. So I wake up yesterday morning and come outside for my morning chai. It smells a little funky but it's India so you know... I don't think much of it. Jason is sitting at the table and without saying anything just points towards the AC in the living room. There I come to see a chunk of the AC unit burnt off with ash all over the ceiling and floor (see picture below). Apparently the night before the AC short circuited and basically exploded and started a fire. Luckily, the caretaker and one of the other guests here were sitting in the living room when it happened (at like midnight) and put it out. Apparently they spent like half an hour throwing water on it and luckily there was a fire extinguisher outside. Jason, Chiara, and I did not even wake up. Imagine if no one had been awake... disaster. We all spent a good amount of time yesterday just staring at it. It's scary, but also a little funny not going to lie.

Anyways, that's all I feel like writing. If you want to know what I'm up to gchat me :)