Ah, another of my favorite holidays, and another depressing absence of holiday-related activity.
Granted, the Hindustan Times printed a few fake stories ("Louise Vuitton" and "Chanelle" accessories on sale, all for Rs 99 apiece! -- sound suspiciously like Sarojini Nagar...). Still, it's just not the same as finding a troll doll's pink hair sticking up through the bath's drain, instilling in me a lifelong fear of clogged tubs. It's nothing like my mom making me a bowl of cereal with green milk, or "breaking up with my boyfriend," or any other fiendish April Fool's deed.