A REALISATION

It's Only Me(posted by Calisto/Bern,Switzerland on 30th Septhember)
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I found a little angel who had fallen from the sky
and i took that little angel and I taught her how to fly
when the night is done and the morning comes
it's only me


Not that I was doing something very productive these days but I was busy.
Assam..it's so beautiful! Can't get enough of it and don't really feel like coming back.I don't know what made me stay away from home for so long.Maybe my selfishness,may be my laziness or may be I was more devoted to something I shouldn't have. I was so lost in things I shouldn't have been. Those pseudo affectionate people(I wonder if a word like pseudo affectionate ever exist.However those concerned will get it clearly).I learnt the lessons in a very hard way(I always get it the hard way ,but I never learn).People I was close to kept digging my past till they came to the point of no return.Not that it harmed me in anyway,but it surely made me think.It made me think what is really worth dying for,who is really worth all the loving. After staying away from the mad city,I have realised that it's only you who will be with you no matter what.May those who have blessed me(????) and those who have cursed (!!!!) keep on doing the same.What I tried doing all these years was done by them in a few days.Maybe I will laugh about all these in the years to come.
Good Morning Sunshine !!!

Smells like TEAM SPIRIT

I might sound like a complete idiot ,but of late I am having this unusual feeling of me ...me ..and only me.It all started @ work.Some human beings wanted to have a team event.Talk about really innovative idea (pun intended)!!! They decided that we all should wear green top and blue denim.OK!! I absolutely have no qualms about it.Then I started acting pricey .But what really pissed me off was some one's comment saying it is all in the name of team spirit.Fine...No problems with that as well.These same so called team members were happily watching a movie when one them was feeling sick and had to be admitted to the hospital.

Where was the team spirit then? Where was so called the feeling of being in a team.I really love my space and I really can't stand hypocrites.I am OK with being a team member and taking part in team events.What I really don't like is glamorising the whole concept.At work I am happy being a team member,but I can't stand someone ordering me to do something in the name of team spirit !!!
Live and let live.
I love being me and I love my self.
I love my own space.I have my own comfort zone ,so let me be !!


PS: Been ages I wrote something. Seems like I have become morally bankrupt and intellectually degraded !!!!

Death Whispered A Lullaby

Came across this beautiful song today.
Really amazineg.Got this cool thing in my blog now.

So you guys can enjoy some music whenever you want.

Wonder if someone will actually appreciate it sometime?...

Till then....enjoy listening !!!!



Opeth - Death Whispered A Lullaby Lyrics


Out on the road there are fireflies circling
Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide
Over the hill there are men returning
Trying to find some peace of mind
Sleep my child

Under the fog there are shadows moving
Don't be afraid, hold my hand
Into the dark there are eyelids closing
Buried alive in the shifting sands
Sleep my child

Speak to me now and the world will crumble
Open a door and the moon will fall
All of your life, all your memories
Go to your dreams, forget it all
Sleep my child

Then & Now

I don't feel like penning down anything, but I can't think of anything
better to do...........

I am missing home.
The daily chores.
The fried fish and the steamed rice.
The quiet evening in the veranda with a
Hot cup of tea.
I am missing the comfort of my bed and
those quiet chilly nights punctuated by
distant howling of foxes.

I am missing those noisy mornings.
Constant nagging of my folks and
waiting eagerly for the newspaper.
I am missing my farm.
Missing those buckets of fishes I used to catch in the pond.

Sitting quietly in my neighbour's shop.
Puffing cigarettes
Always on the run,hoping I don't get caught.
Eating tons of mint,
"Damn! I shouldn't be stinking."
Saving the remaining bit of the cigarette for tomorrow.
And "Oh!That bit smells like a Dead Cigarette."

Even the college days were better.
The fights,the games.
The gossips,the outings.

Seems like those days were better.
And Now.....
Too many issues to deal with.
Hypocrites everywhere.
Can't trust nobody.
Nothing to look forward.
Hardly myself.

I know where I am headed.
Whats going to happen.
The road is too long
The burden of my self is killing me.
Its tough !!!

Wish my hassle-free childhood comes back.
I know it is long gone...............


Disclaimer: It is a piece of nonsense and is not to be thought about seriously

"Shit"!!!! Why so much of "Expectations"?????

Expectations ...a simple word.Well I wouldn't say it is that simple.To make the matters worse spelling "E-X-P-E-C-T-A-T-I-O-N-S" is also not so simple.Top it up with the philosophy behind the word and also the way people put their everything for meeting those expectations.I am sure that I am not one of those.I really wonder why this word doesn't even sound or mean like a simple word,say "SHIT".Plain and simple.No two meanings to "Shit".No bloody philosophy to "Shit".It doesn't take much of an effort to "shit".I know right now I am talking "Shit" but I really can't help it.God!!! There is too many expectations.Mine,my parents',my friends',the whole world.Nobody wants me Shitting around.I am sure I am not Shitting Around.

I started reading some study materials.They sucked.I can't take education anymore.

Tried talking with some people and they sucked too.

Got a job,it sucks.

Studies studies and studies and those expectations

Can't take them yet can't reject them.

God knows what do I do with those expectations and I can't keep them hanging on my head for long.

Help...but dare you give me those talks.

Lost Somewhere...I don't know where

Been ages...and I really don't know what I am doing,where I am heading to,what will happen to me !!!!
Ain't got no job
Ain't got no money
I am heading out to nowhere
Life's a real misery.
Packing and unpacking and packing again and again unpacking.Thought of going home.Missed my train and then planned again and again changed my mind.Can't really make up my mind and can't really mind my mind.

The monsoon and my laziness,
The alcohol and the hangover,
The fights and the bruises,
The uppers and the flight of fancy,
The dreams and then waking up that they are not so real,
The lies and the after-effects!!!
There are lots to these lines then it seems and the irony is that I know it all and I still try not knowing it.
Completely out of touch and complete stranger to myself.
That's what have become to me.
I do love the isolation and don't regret a bit of it.
Keep on doing it and will do it again.
But maybe life will be on a better track soon....Till then........

"The tiring day and a Crazy night with the old monk"

These days going to work is such a hassle.Firstly I have a system break-down when it is raining.All my limbs go numb and I just don't feel like getting up from bed.Yesterday was one such day.After playing with my alarm for almost an hour I managed to get up and forced myself to brush my teeth.Taking a shower was out of question as it was raining and it was cold too.Had a terrible time at office as one of my manager (I have been transferred to a new process) decided to give us some motivational talk and do a refresher course of the new process I am in.Jus' really don't know why I come across such people in the first place.She is an epitome of frustration and a BIG NAG.She loves to keep repeating herself and never even bothers to check if others need a breather.Had a torture-session from 09:00 a.m till 03:00 p.m.Talk about having a great work culture in the office.After that,travelling for almost an hour in crowded train,smelly arm-pits,bad-breath,rain-water all over you.By the time I reached home I was a tired & frustrated soul.

Have absolutely no money with me.Somehow I managed to collect some,borrow some and with my li'l devils managed to get home Mr.Old Monk.(Now,I have to tell you about these two little devils I know in my place.Spontaneous with full of energy and very very short tempered.But always game for a crazy plan.I love it.Can't live with them and CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THEM).Dinner was sponsored by this Over-Smart kid who was compelled to treat us.I will certainly mention about this kid sometime as he is already starting to get on my nerves.Anyway,after dinner all of a sudden it started pouring cats and dogs.I really wonder why they use this term.What has cats and dogs got to do with rains,except for the fact that they are under your bed during the rains.Roads were flooded and Marine Drive(a place close to my PG )was literally empty.Four of us(that includes the smart kid and two li'l devils) waded our way through the roads filled with water.Marine Drive was awesome.I really can't get enough of it.Rain water all over us and Mr.Old Monk giving us his divine warmth.What a way to finish the day...A night to remember.Hope such nights come every day and lasts for an eternity.

Just thought of telling you a few facts:I tripped terribly on my way to Marine Drive.Actually Mr.Monk pushed me real hard.I came to know about it only today after his divine powers were long gone.
I just hope that I have enough money throughout this Monsoon so that I can get the services of Mr.Monk or get a Royal Stag for barbecue.Even the company of Mr.Haywards or Kingfisher fries are worth mentioning in these rains.

PS:In case you are wondering who are Mr.Old monk or Mr.Haywards,do come over to my place and I will make you meet the sweet Parsi fellow from the nearby Wine Shop.They are his esteemed clients.Cheers.

"The Shadow Of Kamakhya" A real Dark Shadow !!

I was reading this book called "The Shadow of Kamakhya" by Indira Goswami.It is basically a collection of short stories translated in English by the author.The only reason I picked up the book was because it was by an assameese on assam.Nobody recommended the book to me ,but somehow I just couldn't resist laying my hands on it.Probably the love for my homeland and anything associated with it.

The book starts of it with how Kamakhya got its name.In case you guys don't know it is the biggest temple in Assam.It is devoted to Shiva's wife Parvati.Legend has it that when Sati(another form of Parvati) committed suicide following the insult inflicted on Shiva by her father Daksha,the grieving Shiva carried her body around the three worlds.To rouse him from grief,Vishnu severed the body into many pieces.One piece-the yoni-fell on Kamagiri near Guwahati.Thereafter the spot became Kamakhya,the goddess of sexual desire,and a place famous for tantric puja and animal sacrifices.

The book supposedly explores the soul of Assam in the midst of terrorism, casteism,etc starting of with a story called "The Journey".I don't deny the fact that over the years Assam has been a bloody ground of terrorism and extremism.However,I never came across or heard anything so ridiculous like the story"the Offspring" where in an upper-class prostitute kills her unborn baby as it's father is her low-caste lover.The stories have been written beautifully,no doubt about it.You feel as if you are in Assam when you go through the book.However the way Assam has been portrayed is absolutely ridiculous.Caste-system is minimal in Assam.There is no concept of dowry in Assam.Even words used in the stories for describing abuses are non-existent as there are hardly any abuses(excepting a few) which are used by people in villages.Terrorism does exist but I haven't heard of any terrorist striking anyone for money(the story"journey") that too in front of his folks.Ridiculous.

It is not something I am writing to offend anyone nor is it to glorify anything.Just that I will never except the way Assam has been portrayed in the book.I am sure there had been (and there will be )some exceptions which inspired the writers to pen down their feelings.But collectively ,I feel the book does give an ugly picture to the whole world about my "Sunali Axom" !!!

A day of my life....

Wouldn't be saying that I am very busy in life but of late things just don't work out the way I want to and I end up getting no time for myself.As usual supply of alcohol is steady,but considering that it is the end of the month,the supply is less than demand.
Had a few nerve-wrecking sessions at the office and also bunked work for two days(Health issues).Joined a new process and colleagues have changed at work.No sweats.Really getting annoyed at the way things are moving.Brain cells are dead and I don't feel like writing anything.

PS:Had one of the best day of my life yesterday.Someone(too sweet of her !!!) took me out for a walk by the sea(Gateway to be precise) in the morning , just too prove it to me that she cares 'bout me (and doesn't hate me) and oh i luv her so much.She made my day and I will treasure it forever.Good to have someone like her as your best friend.Now don't you get any ideas as you will never know.Why am I telling you about my life anyway?

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Can somebody suggest what are the different positions you can sleep if you are sitting at your desk in the office? I really need to know.I need some sleep badly.Please post your valuable comments.I need to know as I am badly deprived of sleep!!!! I will be joining some stupid training @ work from tuesday.Please your valuable comments might save a desperate life.

Thanks

Gossips...A New learning experience

A rocking day @ work.Actually no work at all. We are on the process of ordering food and feeling very hungry thinking about the prawns. Wonder what a rocking life these prawns must be having.Getting born and ending up in our hungry stomachs.Great philosophical talks are going on in the background and Richard Marx is getting tired singing "Careless Whispers".Amazing conversations are happening over here.Knowing what a "bitchy person" I am, I will give you snippets of it.People have just saw me writing this and I am getting life-threatening lines from people around me.
1)There is an amazing concept of looking at your future by this unique concept called"Nadi sashtra"...thumb impression..used to predict your future.The future predictor a.k.a the "baba" tells u abt all your life ,past and future.He tells you what you were in your past life.Seems like my friend's friend was supposedly the son of a king's sentry.He(the kid)was very naughty and was chucked out of the kingdome.I hope that my friend doesn't become a dog in her futture.
2)You get amazig tubes ad tank-tops annd corsets in several places in Bandra."Trios" and "TryMe" are best places where you get those stuffs.Corsets hides the extra fat in a body and seems they are quite expensive.
3)Ever heard about "Cute" looking boots? Boots with seductive looks?Boots which look "Hot"? Well...I did!!! Advantages of listening to gossips.You learn new things.
4)I also learnt which perfumes are good and which deoderants have feminine smell.Seems like Victoria's Secret & UDV are here to stay.Beauty Centre rocks.I also got to know lots of things about eye-liners,lip-sticks,foundations,eye-liners,etc.
5)Got an amazing overview of different resturants nearby.Which place sells the best pizzas annd where you get the most awesome burgers.There were lots of other things which were worth mentioning but keeping in consideration of the people around me I wouldn't.

I slept quite a lot @ work and couldn't fininsh this post.Had quite an eventful evening.
PS:Got stuck in a three hour traffic jam when I went to pick up a dear friend of mine from the airport.Just my luck!!!!
God !!! I am so sleepy.

Angry "Holiday God" and my new love "Maya"

Seems my stars are not in their proper places.Jim Morrison said"I Don't believe in much of that Bullshit.."I don't believe in it either.But (A BIG FAT BUT..).of late seems my "Holiday God" is not too happy with me.Holiday God..he is the god who takes care of my weekly offs and makes my off days awesome!! He looks after all my needs on my weekly offs.He gives me a rough estimate of which movies i should watch,which places I should go to,etc ,etc.If I don't have money on those days,he gives me ideas as of to whom should I ask for money.Now you must be thinking that I am kidding!! There are so many gods in Hindu Mythology.So there must be a God of Holidays as well and I am so damn sure that he is not so happy with me.

I have enough reasons to prove that He is not happy.I had three offs starting from Tuesday till yesterday.I was supposed to go for some brilliant movies.That didn't happen.Ended up watching SHREK3(It was great) in Balcony with someone I didn't want to meet(That too in Balcony and I had to pay for the tickets..just my luck).Alcohol-scene was bad.Supply was less than Demand.So were the unwanted refugees who have made my room there permanent home and I really don't appreciate it.As I mentioned it before Holiday God didn't provide me with ample of funds.I was broke...terribly.Now the biggest shocker!!! My immediate "Boss"(I am so much in love with him) wanted me to come to office for my appraisals(Confirmation in the company) for fifteen mins yesterday.For fifteen minutes I have to travel more than three hours.He thinks I am Spider-man ,the Friendly(??!!) Neighbourhood(It takes me 90 mins to travel to office from home) hero.I obviously didn't go.I had lots of obligations and other priorities to take care of.Had some major pending works due to which I just couldn't come.It simply didn't workout even though I had promised him that I would certainly turn up @ work.Today morning he definitely took out his frustrations on me.But I told him earlier and I told him again that " DON'T EXPECT ME TO MEET ANYONE FROM OFFICE ON MY WEEKLY OFFS".I would have certainly met him(for my appraisals( confirmation in the company)) if I didn't have some other work.By the end of the day I was dead tired and was in no position to come all the way to Office in those crowded trains.The only reason I am complaining and saying that the Holiday God is not happy with me is because "Did my Boss(Not the Big Boss!!) find my work off as the only day to do my appraisals? I know for a fact that my Boss's boss(Lets call him Big Boss who is actually a very straight forward person...personal experiences) is screwing my Boss's arse as he was supposed to finish my appraisals by end of May.I call this whole process"Hierarchy Screwing".My Boss's boss takes his case.My Boss takes my case.Damn..I don't have anyone to take my frustrations out...so I write !!!

By the way I did some amazing shopping in Chor-Bazaar(Thieves' Market) today.Picked up five crazy beer mugs @ the price of pea-nuts.I also got this wooden piece of work or whatever u call it..It is kind of a statue or rather a wooden sculpture of a pretty lady.She looks great too.Kind of Egyptian-art(Though I don't have much knowledge about Egypt as well as art).Whatever she is ,she looks gorgeous.Myself and my friend(I have mentioned about him previously.The guy who looks like spy vs. spy) thought about several names.Finally we named her Rakhi Sawant.But later on I found the name quite bold and a bit vulgar.Oh! I am so confused. My neighbour next door(She is one of those cool yet intelligent types...A rare breed in women species!!! ) suggested another name.So we rechristened her to "Maya".She is the new woman in my life,so full of mysteries(I mean where did she originate.how she was stolen and how did she land up in Chor Bazaar).Anyway,I am not bothered about her past.Just that me and my new found love "Maya" gonna have a ball of a time together.I am sure all of you are SO BLOODY JEALOUS.

Disgusting people everywhere ..Some very Disgusting and some to a lesser extent !!!

Disclaimer:Any resemblance to someone living or dead is purely coincidental and is not meant to offend anyone !!

At around twelve in the night a friend of mine dropped by.I knew him since last four years but not really kept in touch since last year.We were very great friends earlier.But then he was brother(not real) of a girl I used to love.Things became ugly ,but got sorted out eventually.Problem with this guy is that he keeps on repeating the same thing again and again.That really kills me.I think we spoke for almost 6 hrs & trust me we could have cut it down to 2 hrs.Just my luck.

Had to sleep in my FRIEND"S GIRLFRIEND's room.The reason for stressing on *****FRIEND"S GIRLFRIEND's**** is because of it's obvious reasons.Though I know her pretty well and we are best of pals she prefers it that way.No matter how close I am to her ,she prefers rubbing the fact that she is going around with my friend(Talk about being in love).Anyway,lets get back to where I started.She was not coming to her room as she was out.My friend(I mean that girl's boyfriend) and myself decided to sleep in her room.Reason: My room was already occupied with my talkative friend and another guy (Spy vs. Spy..he looks like one of the spies).Today I came to know she was furious of the fact that I slept(jus' slept and did nothing else...I mean jus' me and my friends were there) in her room.She was shouting at her BOY because she had given permissions only to him to sleep in her room.However let me tell you something at this point. This GIRL slept in my room many a times,especially when she had guests around the corner.Anyway what happened can't be undone.Not that something terrible happened,but I found the whole episode really disgusting.I mean what's the big deal?Some people just have this habit of making an epic from a simple word.Disgusting...Very Disgusting!!!

Things were not over with that.That chatter box friend was still in my room.He kept on talking about the same nonsense again and again and again.His so called "Motivational Talks" were terrible.Oh God!!! Why do I meet such people? Disgusting...yet not so disgusting.

Had a major issue with a girl I really like.Reason: I can't tell you but trivial.I am dying as she is not picking up my phone.I find it absolutely stupid.Oh !! Give me break.Talk to me!! I am terribly missing you(Think I like her a lot but NOT love her).Disgusting...but I like her.


Seems like it is going to be terrible @ work.But since last four hours everything is going great.Hope the day gets over soon.At least I will be able to enjoy the next two days at home(I have offs) MINUS all these "Very disgusting" and "Not so disgusting people".

No Room for New Rooms

Yesterday evening was crazy.Reached home and was surprised to find that my Land-owner had built another room.I mean it's crazy how small rooms are made in Bombay.I remember when I shifted to Marine Lines for the first time there was a bath tub in my Ex-Landlord's house.No rooms were vacant.Within five hours ,he got the bath tub removed and made a three sq feet by 6 sq feet room for me.Talk about imagination.Ditto with my present landlord.Within a few hours our man had converted a store-room to a new weird shaped room with WINDOWS.The only reason I am stressing on the word "Windows" is because it's so hard to find rooms with windows in my place.Most of the rooms are 10*10 rooms with no ventilation.He asked me if I am interested.Hell no...I am not.Then he told me the advantages of having that room.
1)It has a window facing the toilet(Wow...what a turn on ...hehehe) and
2)two tube lights.
3)It's 15 sq feet long and just 5 sq feet wide.
4)There are lots and lots and lots of drawers

Actually it was a store room earlier.Biggest shocker was still to come.Monthly rent 8000 bucks a month.Damn...B'bay is expensive!!! My landlord has gone insane.Fortunately he doesn't irritate me these days.I stuff my rent on his month on the first day itself.Sometimes these species(landlords) of human can really be sticky customers.I don't want this weird looking room.I am very happy with my 10 by 10 room with full ventilation.Moreover I am paying just 4000 bucks...that's so cool(I mean my fully ventilated room)

Sunday..Bloody Sunday

DISCLAIMER: Everything written over here is purely fictional and any resemblance to anyone living or dead(I wish!!!) is purely coincidental(U wish!!).Author doesn't take any responsibility for anyone feeling offended(LOL !!)



"I cant believe the news today
Oh, I cant close my eyes and make it go away
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long..."

Was singing this song (by U2) ever since I got up in the morning.Didn't get any sleep the whole night anyway.Having a tough time with my back and had an equally terrible time going for the nature's call and morning showers .... thanks to that terrible sprain of my hip bone.

Just' my bad luck that I have to go for work today,as my friend(my accident pal !!) can't come.I had informed my Boss yesterday that I will come over(even though I had an off) and save his ASS as my friend and another fellow were the only people working.He promised me a Monday off(I was having an off today).Though I didn't get the wake -up call that he had promised me yesterday,I definitely got his frantic calls asking me if I would be coming to work today or I would be late for work.

After struggling with the leg and the usual crowds in the train and that rickety rickshaw.But.. when I managed to reach there, surprises(??) were waiting for me.
Our man doesn't seem to believe that we actually met up with an accident.Talk about benefits of charity.My friend(the accident boy)is not a cry wolf type ,so not believing that he had an accident is ridiculous.Forget about me.After series of cross questioning(stuffs like there are no bruises,did your jeans tear(lol!!),is your friend planning to resign),my manager gives up.Not that he is convinced,but he would rather not waste his time as he got to go!! He leaves by announcing a word of praise about my dedication and devotion to my job.Yeah...Right.He is gone !!! Not before making me completely red with anger and frustration.Why do I have to show him such level of dedication(Working on a Sunday/off day)? His not (really) trusting us and thinking that it's just another cry wolf story. Was it really worth it?

It was Not So Boring Saturday After-all !!!

All was not so cool on this saturday.After spending nine long(sleepy) hours ,decided to go home with a friend of mine(Syyed..Mentioning his name as a tribute for his bravery.At least we didn't die.I don't usually like mentioning names in the blog).At least,that time thought that he will be able to drop me off at Santa Cruz and I can take a local train thereafter.Started off coolly.Had a couple of smokes(dropped my cigarette packet in bargain) and just then the rains started hitting.Oh,I love the rains.But unfortunately ,the bike skidded big- time.This is the funniest accident I ever had.Now,I know accidents are not funny at-all.But I have his habit of finding humour at the weirdest possible places.The moment we fell down from the bike(due to some bloody oil sleek),I was Thinking "Oh my god!!! What will happen to my new Shirt!!??? Luckily nothing happened.Funnier than that was the whole one minute when we skidded.Surrounded by big ugly vehicles(luckily there was a traffic jam that time and we were fortunate enough that we didn't go inside any of those.),we were skidding considerably fast .The bike was followed by me ,I was followed by my friend.I was looking at my friend's face inside his helmet and found it pretty funny.I don't know ,but it was just plain funny.I haven't told him about it though.Now,time for damage check.Bike is pretty much injured.My friend has dislocated his shoulder and I have sprained my ankle and knee.Hell...my back also hurts.Dropped my friend off at his friend's place and want to he Doc.Damn !!! Why did I not take the train?I don't regret the accident.I regret spending money for those stupid bandages and medicines.On top of it I had to cab it back home.Another waste of time & money.

Felt nice in the room.One of my friend cooked food fr me and she washed all the utensils as well.Another friend of mine called up from B'lore.He was at the Aerosmith concert.Damn..I wanted to be so much in that place.Made me listen to "Crying" and "Walk On" over the phone.Poor thing he went for the concert all alone.A true rocker.Wish I was there.It's a pity that I couldn't go for the concert,but thank God , at least managed to listen to two of their tracks.Man !!! He made my day!!!

PS:Had a tough time going to the bathroom as I can't bend my left leg.Hmmm...the accident.FINALLY SOMETHING EXCITING HAPPENED ON THIS UNUSUALLY BORING SATURDAY.

Stonny Saturdays(I am so sleppy)

Seems like days of uncertainty have begun.Didn't sleep at all yesterday.Ended up watching four movies.Waste of time ,waste of money.I am tired.Very sleepy and won't write anything today.I am tired and very very exhausted.Don't have the energy to press the keyboards.Will post something interesting tomorrow.

Traumatic Friday (Talk..talk..talk..talk..talk about it)

I had one crazy evening yesterday.Pre-monsoon showers which calls for a celebration.I celebrated with myself over a couple of drinks and I really don't remember what happened after that.As usual,office is boring.Offices can never be interesting unless and until they let you play monopoly or poker on the floor.Was wondering who should I bitch about today.I am someone who believes in love.I have never said anything bad about anyone(Lol!!).Just' that I vent out my frustrations on anyone to everyone about everything ,everyday!!! I won't do so today.

I met this guy today.Just' before I went for my lunch(Of course the food would have been terrible,but still !!).He was the team-leader from my previous company.This guy can talk.I mean,when he talks you either sit down and listen to him or just close your ears.Though I prefer the second option,but the pitch of his voice just won't let you do so. He can talk and he can BRAG.The reason I highlighted "Brag" because that's only thing he does when he talks.The other day he was telling me about how much shopping he did.Though I tried to make it very apparent that I am not interested ,he managed to hang on for the next thirty minutes.Later on when I calculated it came out to be six-digit figures.The big guy did shopping for almost one lakh rupees ,that too clothes in span of three d

ays.Impossible.The reason because he earns around thirty grands a month.But then there is a saying that "Empty vessels make more sound".So i just let him speak(Brag).That was the biggest mistake I did.Started his lecture on which brands he wears.From brands he went on talking about the girls who comes in that brands advertisement.From the ad,he went on to tell me that one of his ex-girlfriend looks like that model.From his ex-girlfriend he started telling me about his conquests .How many girlfriends he had.How many others he scored.Hey almost an hour is gone.Our man wouldn't stop.On top of it he has finished three of my cigarettes.I mean,dude can't you buy your own smokes?On top of that he says how he finished the whole pack of cigarettes just because he was too depressed.Just' my luck.Now our man become quite sentimental and I have to spend another fifteen minutes advising him that he should be brave and all those stupid motivational talks.Again he took one of my cigarettes and starts advising me that I should be smoking Marlboros and not the cheap cigarettes I smoke.Another fifteen minutes on the effects of smoking.Then he goes on telling me that once due to smoking he got a bad head rush and had to rush back home.Now,our man stays in the far suburbs.So he goes on telling me that he has decided to buy one 2BHK flat in the town.Even a MULTI-MILLIONAIRE will think ten times before buying such a place.Hell...One day I a sure he will buy the whole city(Talk about shameless bragging).But our man wouldn't.Hell...another fifteen minutes gone.I am getting late.Can't just' sit with this guy forever.I am one hour behind my schedule.

Finally after telling him that I am late,his highness allows me to leave (after promising me that he will surely meet me on the weekend).By this time I am mentally drained,physically exhausted and short of cigarettes.(Damn,I am late by one and a half hour)Top it up with spit drops all over my face.You have to carry a wiper with you because our man has the capability of spiting hundred droplets of saliva per minute(Talk about talking it out in your face).I am late and I am ready for my Boss's firing.I am hungry,angry and really don't know what to do.Just' my luck.I will pray to god that I don't bump into him again.But,I am sure I will meet him again when I am least expecting him.Talk about old friendship.I am sure no love is lost after today's trauma.

PS:This guy reminds me of someone.I am sure you have met someone like him too..feel free to post in our comments.

Sleepy Thursday

Die Hard and two bottles port wine .Now I am dying.Yesterday watched Die Hard(Bruce Willis)1,2 &3.I really don't what compels me to do such things.Didn't sleep a bit.Thanks t a good Samaritan who got the bottles of wine.Now I am getting reminders every now and then not to sleep.I know it's difficult,very difficult.I am literally drooling on my desk. On top of it,the killer AC.Everyday I think of getting my jacket to work and everyday I convincingly forget.Lack of sleep,bad hangover and freezing A.C can be a deadly combination.I have another one and a half hour to kill,and it seems like eternity.

At the home front,civil war have subsided.It's not over though.Career decisions for my brother are shaping up well.My contributions to that-hmmm...Negligible.Didn't speak to some unimportant people yesterday.Again,getting bored of them.I hate people when they call you only when they need something.B-I-A-T-C-H !!!! Was having an intellectual(duhhh) discussion with a pal of mine yesterday.(By the way this pal of mine is too bloody slow in life...now you know whom I am talking about). We were wondering how some people when they are having a ball completely forget to inform us .The same people will call you up when they have nothing to do ,no one else to speak.

Had a tough time at home yesterday with my gas-burner yesterday.It took more than thirty mins to make scrambled eggs.The life of the burner was pretty short this time.The soaked beans which I was planing to cook remains in the freezer till today.Dinner was terrible yesterday.Same old "dabbas" !!!! The tiffin-delivery guy is really strange.He can never understand what I tell him. I tell him not to get food,he will get it.He does the complete opposite of what you tell him.Probably that is the reason he is the tiffin-delivery guy.He can really try my patience.Was wondering if I need to tell you all about this self proclaimed shopaholic(there are lots of other terms to describing him...like irritating,talkative,blabbering) of my office.Of course I love that guy(pun intended).Probably tomorrow.Just' got a hour to kill now.Hopefully will go for some SHOPPING(??!!) today.Have to travel one ho t get back home.That's the part I hate the most.

Just' going to wrap up one hell of a boring ,sleepy day!!!

Wednesday Blues(Contd.)

Somehow,after having lunch(which was quite terrible but HAVEable) and walking in the sun for ten mins,I felt better.Spoke to an old friend and he made me listen to "Knocking on heaven's door".I still have two and a half hours to kill.Though I don't feel cold(the AC is still running at the security guard's mercy),I am still bored.Now,I am really angry with the security guard/watchman.He said that he can't switch off the AC.Wonder what made him say in the first place that he can reduce it or switch it off.I doze off at my cubicle. No work.Only sleep.I saw this terrible dream.I was having some argument with my folks back home.I really can't recollect what it was.I had the same dream yesterday.I know it definitely is not a good sign.But I really can't help it.I am sure it is going to be one of those Civil-Wars.I just have ten minutes t wrap up,My manager has come and I really don't feel like surfing the net or singing any songs(I am sure he will kill me if he sees it).Another boring (& cold) day.Wonder whats in store when I reach home.Feel like singing "Knocking on heaven's door"

Mama, take this badge off of me

I can't use it anymore.

It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see

I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground

I can't shoot them anymore.

That long black cloud is comin' down

I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Bob Dylan is great !!!!

PS:By the way I had a nice evening with this cute thing(my sis).God I never can get tired of her talks...and oh she cooks so well.I am getting too used to her and really feel that I am fortunate enough..