bad bad me

bad bad me...i dunno how to behave when i get bored..as for today...one girl,,very dear to me was explaining about her........same things which i have heard over the years..and being a little tired,,i couldnt respect h er talk and started yawning and pulling my hair,,,,,,,,,,,,it was only when she left off abruptly that i realised what i was upto............. ;(

i think this trait was passed on from my father..........it really shows when he gets bored though my ma manages to pull off in the same interest with which she started it.......

anywise shud overcome this..........

one more indecent thing of me happened............today while entering the pg,,i suddenly saw a new face in the living room..........the face looked somewot out of place and i was wondering what it was..........saw some extra facial hairs..but ofcourse that could be generic..........then i looked at the oddest of places......!!! mayb seeing the way i was staring,,my inmate offered me the info that the new homosapien was a male!!!! gosh!! it was only then i realised that the stranger was blushing to rootss............i quickly mumbled something and rushed to my room n was about to lock myself in when some girls came in and the usual gossiping started....i have come to realise of late,that i am not updated enuf of our daily events..........hmmm...........but i feel awful after doing that.........:(

oo my god...i hate the oily rich fud i have........really tired now

btb..........contrary to my and the popular belief,,i was not offered fud yday.......

gotta call ma.............

gudnite guys.......

hmmmmmmm...........one thing i have noticed is that women are underprvileged not only in backward countries but also in developed ones............i was reading about casanova today and the stark contrast baffles me............

At Loss!

hmm..was not planning to blog today..but i found myself in a total loss that i had to kill some time here.

my options where..
1.the tv room cluttered with noisy gals..........Sometimes i get impatient with the animated expressions and can hardly control myself from asking them to tell the jist ..Not ofcourse if its funny!!...

2.A dumb reality show is going on and they are still pinned down in front of the idiotbox..am i turning rude now??i dont get the point..thanks to internal leakg and internet,,we know the results beforehand itself ....the only point y i watch it at times it to the admire the beauty of the contestants......and rarely to the songs....but then somebody starts singing along from my part of the audience.,its like forcing their music down the ears..........errr sgould get rid of this ... habit.,btb i cant imagine my state if any one of my inmates come to learn of my blogs............thanks to my bingo bogus login,that would be far-fetched fear........

this point actually enforcens the thought in me that siblings are the greatest blessings one can get......i mean we can shout at them,voice our own opinions..pull at them,make fun of them,be angry,be jealous..express it(fantastic!!).......moreover,,be your self...........and still everythign remains the same,,,,,,,,actually my siblings consider it abnormal if i am normal..............really siblings are a treasure............

3.the smoking kitchen...someone is really toturing our nostrils..forcing them to clear by fits of induced outburts...the worst part is that i'm going to have a tuf time refusing it..........only if friendhip and love were not measured in the intake of the spicy food prepared by one

today was an uneventful,rather normal day...i have got into the habit of sleeping to glory in the bus..feels like a cradle..but it would be silly of me to say so as i never had the privilege of sleeping in one..well,i made it up by sleeping in my cousins' cradle like an overgrown baby evn during my highschool..:)

one girl..oops i really dunno if i shud be mentioinig this...after having a debate sorta thing with her parents was inside the bus......she woke me up thinking i was overdoing the sleeping part.....but luckily it was not my stop

wot other thing could happen??

hmmm....i dont have to thik long..............

i think i prefer oriental fud over masala ones........

here comes the food...............arrgh..............here goes another debate!!!!!

and the winner is............

only if i could announce the winning title for today's blog.......my candidates were..........1.The stricker strikes again(if only it vould make sense)...2.GO Kartinnnnnnnnggggggg
and 3.heavenly bliss

since i am unable to decide on a topic,i may as well follow my hapzhard mind............oooo the striker did it again today.........this time it had to be agansha's music system......paapa......feeling sorry for her...........she had called over a friend to show her car when she found the door open and the music system phooooooooooossshhhhhhh !! gayab!!!

she had the police called in but cant say dey did a decent job..blamed her eventually for not finding any other evidence of forced breakin........now the security guards here are under our suspision........


this robbery saga has been goign on for some time now......someitmes i wish i could pull up a sherlock holmes stunt and bring the culprit to book.........but the reality is far more tuff............d idea simply doesnt strike............now i learnt to appreciate the old fella more........

hmmm now regarding go karting................wow~!!!! it was absolutely amazing.............i love the power and the recklessness it allows.....

got overtaken by a guy,girl n boy.............. but i did manage to overtake one guy...........

should practice it more often............was really dumstruck by some performances.......


hmmm.........regarding yday...........had been to a friend's home.......there i was asked to make tea.........but i hate to be feminish and so declined............however i did help them out in the process..........

had a bug bundle of clothes to wash today........

y o y did eve had to take the apple? if not everyone could have done away with clothes..............

but i guess then a major booming indsutry would have been swiped off........wot about matching accessories??? hmm........need to rethink...........

feeling so sleepy..........

now my motto is gonna be............early to bed and early yo rise makes a man helathy wealthy and wise....................hope i get wise atleast like that.......

one puppy is wining downstairs..............wishi could take it in and bring it up as my own!!

alas!! wishes have no boundaries!!!

my first blog

hmm..........so i started it atlast.....well lets c...dunno how its gonna look like

i would like to jot down some scenes i see on my way to office on a regular basis........

well there is this smelly drainage i have to cross ..and sometimes i have seen rag pickers there rummaging through the waste bags.............it really beats me.......this variation in life........some of us.....so well to do,,,yet always cribbing and these people here who have to rummage through waste to make a living..........!!

the next thing would be the bakery.but i hardly notice it......so my next candidate would be construction site........toh it luks pretty dangerous at nite....i like to see the warmth of the smoke that rises from some of the make-shift tents.......i have seen a father bathing his child along with his wife and somehow it really touches me...............money takes away relations................

my next candidate would be the white temple under the oak tree.......imagine taking a documentary on it with the magnificient tree in background n i bet i would be proud to claim that i walk beneath it.......well one thing about this place is that it has 3-4 dogs in front of it and i wonder whether the dogs are really religious ..because they appear to be so quiet around the premise...........

i just glance in always and i see the pujari chanting some hymns........well its ganesha and reminds me of someone very dear........

then normally i realise that i am too late to catch the bus and my prayers would start to help me catch the bus......

well then i pass the sai-baba mandir and i see this old man..dressesd in white..........wonder how he manages so kadak tide safedi..........he he............but i feel sad for him...........being alone.......reminds me of my grandpa........he has a walking stick.....too......and he presses his juba and dhoti regualrily......

oo den is this ganesh temple.......so serene and a elderly lady.....so frail........would be ringing the bells there...........it seems so holy..........

and then i reach my place........

oo forgot to mention this aunty who dresses weird if you wud ask me and gives me a stare....and she carries a small bottle from which i suppose she can hardly have 2 sips...

o den there is this school.......and the assembly would be going on...........the late comers would be there outside the gate with long faces........

i pass 2 girls as well who wear black sweaters.......and giggle at me.....annoys me to the end......

den finally i reach my stop and there comes an end.......

sometimes if i am early eenuf,,i take a longer route and pass by the church......i do a small bow before the church,.it luks so magnificient against the sky...........dere would be some beggars in front of it and they would be usually discussing world affairs!!!!

and then there is this car parkes beneath a tree on which flowers have fallen and reminds of the 80 movies..........

and oo ya there is this father and son who are very close indeed...........

my recent learning:u shud never stand straight across a house which lost some1 recently.......
my colleague pointed it out to me but i couldnt get the reason out of him............life is funny........resonable ppl being all superstitious............wonder if the aatma wud get in..

oo my god its nearing 12...........gotta get up early........

so heres it for today............

chao......