Push me into a corner, why don't you?

Confusion has been widespread re: my physical location.

Questions such as "Where are you?" abound - questions that I interpret as deep philosophical conundrums and answer, in brief, in my characteristically succint manner, with something like:

"Well, see, back in January, right after the Mumbai (Half) Marathon, we moved apartments in Mumbai. Mostly because I was sick of my 10 minute commute. I could then walk to work. Monster could walk to school, accompanied ably by me. Then I had typhoid. It was a surreal experience. When February came and when it went I know not, as a consequence. March brought with it March heat, which, on hindsight, is the type of heat you have in hillstations in comparison to what I am facing now. Which brings me to the fact that, back in May, we moved again. This time across the breadth of the country, as opposed to the January situation when we just crossed the road. After a night spent in the outskirts of Hyderabad, we found ourselves in Chennai. Which essentially tells you that right now I am in Chennai. And that its hot as ever here. Last night, after a bout of cooking, smoke was coming out of my ears literally, egged on by the fact that I cut some chillis and possibly rubbed some chilli-skin on my ears. So, to answer your question in about two hundred words, I am in Chennai. See the blog name above?"

"Why?" is another question that is asked often.

"I moved to Chennai in order to solve The Hindu crossword"