Scrolling through the Google photos,Hoping to find "that one" embarrassing picture to label it with "Happy Born Day, Homie". After all,it's a peer's duty. But instead, out of the blue,It felt like the zephyr had nudged me while hearing the euphony of the waves and the contentment of seeing the site of the sea. All these happend in a nanosecond or less, because of what I had just found, A photograph from 2012. The nostalgia began. The summer vacation to the islands of Andaman and Nicobar got me reminiscening about the giant cruise in the Port Blair island which played the song "I'm so lonely broken angel" seven times straight in a row. The Jolly Buoy islands,Where Me and my Cousin started being pseudo feminists by saying "Why...