There are few things which cannot be changed, they are called universal facts. Like, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. Similarly, I have a universal memory that cannot be changed. No matter how hard I try, there are few things which I fail to remember. It was okay until I forgot things like my wallet, keys etc at various stages of life, at least I thought I was much better than my maths lecturer who locked 60 guys in a room thinking it was empty. However, yesterday I realized the enormity of my memory.
I was in my car, whining tunes of some old track playing in the background and my dad was sitting next to me who had no clue about my condition. After few seconds, my tunes stopped and I whispered… ’shit…ooh shit’!! My dad had no clue why I reacted that way…he saw the same expression on my face few years back when India lost the world cup. Before his blood pressure rose, I told him the truth…and now I’m here to tell the truth again. Well, the fact is I forgot to attend my close friend’s wedding. I could have ignored but this is not the first time this happened. Sundeep, my classmate and bench mate, who is answerable for my scores in engineering…is one of my close friends and I forgot to attend his wedding. Now, the strange part? I attended his sister’s wedding but forgot to attend his.
He’s already cursing me for many reasons but let’s keep that offline. I know I’m a bad friend…but nothing was intended. Not sure if he will excuse me, but a friend suggested that I should hire a P.A to retain information and friends. Considering the effects, that’s not a bad idea, so applications are invited for young, beautiful, sharp girls. There will be a sample test followed by personal interview. The test will contain important dates and occasions of my friends and family which you can go through for 30 mins and you will have to give those dates in the same order when you come for the personal interview. The more you remember, the more you earn. $$$
It's tough to sit idle. How long would you check your inbox or stalk facebook? but there are times when you HAVE to stick your base to the cushion. While doing so, one my colleagues in the bay shouted "type fake ipl player in google, it's interesting". I thought it would be just another comical blog about IPL but contrary to my thoughts I found this blog very interesting. Undoubtedly, it's one of the most happening blogs of this season. Atleast, for all those cricket and IPL fans and it can be interesting to those guys who hate IPL.
Claiming to be a guy from the KKR's team, he posts regular updates about the team and his experiences on/off the ground. He says, he started the blog to vent out his frustration but it's controversially funny. Seems there's lot of cold panic in the IPL dressing rooms over this blog. Almost 1660+ followers in 4-5 days and the actual readers could double the number. If you are bored to death, it can lift your mood. Am not sure how long it would continue, but this one's definitely a bowl out.
If you don't understand his posts, use this as your reference list..As you go ahead in blog, you'll find following names.
Vinnie Dildo/ Badsaah Dildo - Shah Rukh Khan
Kishen Kanhaiyya - Ravi Shastri
Lord Almighty - Ganguly
Sheikh of Tweak - Shane Warne
Bevdaa - Jessie Ryder
Big Sister - Shilpa Shetty
Calypso King - Gayle
Mr. Batlivala - Mallaya
Prince Charles of Patiala - Yuvraj Singh
Little Monster - Sachin
Pedophile Priest - GilCHRIST
Little John - Ishant Sharma
Kaan Moolo - Agarkar
Appam Chutiya - Sreesanth
Phoren babas - McCullum & Buchanan
RDB - Ranadeb Bose
Mira Bhai - Harbhajan Singh
Sandy Baddy Babe - Mandira Bedi
Finally, did justice to my job. My first Dell at home. I faced tough questions when I got a Lenovo notebook earlier this year.. this is the answer to all those questions :)
aadmi kuch bhi badal saktha hai magar brand nahi!!
I never thought two letters can truly insult a person. Yes, it’s just two letters and not those two kind words-f.o . Maybe, the shortest form of insult I ever faced but strangely we use it daily, for a singular purpose though. Life is really weird and wonderful, isn’t it? someone has to be eccentric, if not me, people around me.
Now, what, why and how did this take place? Well, there’s this girl, my office colleague, from a different process but we commute almost daily in the same cab and we don’t talk. No, not even hi or hello. We didn’t exchange blows; it’s just that we always had nothing to discuss. Things were cool and so was the driver. I never disturbed her existence nor did she. Then came another guy, my office colleague, and a friend of this girl…every story has a nasty piece of work right? poor guy, though he had no dialogues in this scene, he made my life miserable. Anyway, they both were cool too and had things to talk including ‘Hi’. I was happy, they were happy and so was the driver.
One odd day, I was waiting alone in the cab for this girl, outside her house. After the clock ticked few minutes, she got into the front seat quickly, turned back and said “ HI “. My eyes got wide open, and the only thought it my mind was “ what on earth made you say that? “ and just when I was about to complete my Hi (u know like.. h-a-i and my sound was somewhere between a-I ) , she turned back again and said “ oops..Sorry to say HI, thought it was my friend “(the other guy). Grrr! One tight slap! I felt like a crumpled tissue thrown out of the window, and her statement was more an insult than excuse. “
Sorry to say, HI…to someone you see daily and travel with? Fine, we don’t talk and I know accidents do happen but it was just a Hi...how can you take it back just like that? Arrghh!” I wanted to shout this out but you know… and from the very next day routine continued and we still travel like ghosts, ignoring our way of life. I am miserable, she is confused and the driver is happy.
Moral: A man who is happy all the time is a driver.
