This post has nothing to do with my getting a bachelor’s degree or getting married but just to tell the world that i have succesfully completed 25 years of my life, which means that i have lived the Brahmacharya period of my life and now stepped into Grihastha. (Mom dad are you listening). Yup its my Happy Birthday To You today and i turn 25 years. As far as party goes please come down with a really costly and see you at the nearby Darshini for a Cup of Coffee.
Got this one as a forward today morning. Simply loved the timing and luck of the guy.
Husband wakes up with a huge hangover.
He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table. He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table.
“Honey, breakfast is on the table, I left early to go grocery shopping.
Totally shocked with the note, he goes to the kitchen and sure enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is already at the table, eating. He asks, “Son, what happened last night?”
His son says, “Well, you came home around 3 AM, drunk and delirious. Broke some crockery, puked in the hall, and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door”. Confused, the man asks, “So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me? I should expect a big quarrel with her!”
His son replies, “Oh, that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your clothes n shoes off, you said, “LADY LEAVE ME ALONE! I’M MARRIED!”
Self-induced hangover – $ 400.00
Broken crockery – $ 800.00
Breakfast – $ 10.00
Saying the Right Thing While Drunk – “*PRICELESS *”
There are truly some things that both money and Master-card can’t buy.
The number eight is something i can associate myself with. though my birthday falls on 29th but my first tag had something to do with 8 things. Chronic Writer has named me 8. PM. and again i am tagged by Happy Kitten and it has to do with 8 things.
Eight things I am passionate about:
3. Ciggarette (Yeah i am still trying to quit)
5. Shares trading (I am a noobie in this field)
7. talking to friends
8. Blogging (Reading and Writing)
Eight things I want to do before I die:
1. Bungee Jump
2. Get Married
3. Get my Parents on a world tour
4. Love some one more than myself
5. Quit smoking
6. Have a house of my own
7. Enroll for a masters degree and finish it
8. Control my anger
Eight things I say often:
3. Darling (To my Rommies)
4. Malik (To friends)
5. Good Morning (When i reach office and after i wake up)
6. Humm (when i am just listening)
7. Kya Dost
8. Arey kya naam hai tumhara
Eight books I have read recently:
1. to 8. Some other novel. Not a single book pertaining to my study
Eight songs I could listen to over and over:
1. Most of the bubbly and soulful songs of kishor da
2. I’ll be missing you by puff daddy and Faith Evans
3. Tum mere khawabo mai aa na sake – Na tum jano na hum.
4. Most of the songs by K.K. (of the yarron yahi dosti hai)
5. Some songs of Bryan Adams
6. Afreen afreen by Nusrat fateh ali khan
7. any thing with a nice tune and hummable lyrics. There are loads to be added to this list
Its been a while i am not blogging on anything. but i have thinking alot. Here is what came out of my thought flow.
Life is full of shit, We are just neck deep!!
Sometimes opposite of “Cold” is “Hard”!!
(you must be too intimate or drunk to understand the second one)
The last week end was a memorable one. I attended of my cousin’s marriage. and being on the organizer’s side of the family (yeah the cousin is a gal). I was there at the marriage venue from evening 4 to morning 5. Life could have been better but i had to goto to Tirupathi with my parents for a darsan. lord save my poor soul and tired body, for the day of darshan was sunday and my lucks told me it was one hell of crowd was there to take a tiny winy glimps of the god!!
back to my room on sunday. Today mom and day left back for the native and Voila there flight was at the 6.30 in the morning. Great one. So i am at present trying to type this while wanding off my sleep!!
This is a true story of a guy who was ragged by his seniors at an engineering college. The college in the context had a rule that the juniors have to wear formals. The guy was in formals but he never wore socks. So the senior caught him with socks and asked him
Senior: Moza kaha hai(where is the socks).
Junior: i have washed them.
Senior: Dusara moza nahi hai? (You dont have second socks?)
Junior: Hai (yes i have)
Senior: Tab pehna kyu nahi? (Than why didn’t you wear?)
Junior: Mai dono moza eik sath dhota hu (I wash both my socks together)
The story at my end is that i am loving my life at the new company. I was talking to one of my rakhi sis!! She told me i look like a Chowkidar (watchman) at present and asked me to revamp my looks. Starting with losing my paunch. For the same i have started to drink warm lemon water with honey early morning. Playing table tennis while at the office. Please dont ask about my eating habit. i am yet to change them.
I will be meeting my parents soon. They are coming down to attend the marriage of my cousin sister.
Rest some time later.