we've got an almost non-functional twitter account, 74 fans on facebook, 78 posts and 6638 hits till date.
pretty decent numbers we must say for a blog that talks about almost anything and actually nothing.
anyhow, we were all late for our one year celebration because yakki was busy photo-shooting a taiwan friend of ours (pictures coming up) and i was busy in beijing biting the dust.
was gonna talk about beijing. i have been there like 4-5 times and yet i have not spoken much about the great city.
but, before we head to the capital of china, let's wind back to shanghai.
after talking up yakki's manliness in the last post, i recalled the great shanghai incident.
The Bund
photo source: middlekingdomchronicles.comit was a chilly night. a chilly chilly night.
as yakki and his girl strolled along the bund, a few stout mediterranean looking men sneaked behind his girl and chanced upon her purse.
yakki's girl realised in 2.7 seconds that she had been mugged, turned around and went chasing after the men.
for once, yakki was surprisingly not in his slumber-land. he was as sharp as an eagle and burst into a sprint.
for another once, he was shockingly brave. not considering that the uighur-looking men could be armed, could possess some xinjiang-ish martial arts, he took up his golden peacock stance and picked his girl's purse back from one's ratty hands.
for a third once, his half-baked wing chun, which he learnt briefly after watching ip-man, came to value-for-money use.
his lessons had not gone to waste. pe lessons. he picked the loot and ran.
he saved his girl's belongings and duly rewarded with a kiss under the mid-autumn moon.
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