Wot a freaky day it was…

For the record I am sloshed!
Even so I can write and in all my senses I state that the below words are true to the best of my knowledge.

So the day begins…
8.55 am. Cussing for forced to being rudely awoken up by the alarm, a good 40 mins later than usual!
Then do my rituals and go to pick up my travel insurance papers.
Ok so there I am and I am NOT going to take off my shoes this time. Bloody hell after I spent a good 5 mins double-knotting my converse I don’t think unknotting them is worth the effort.
So after picking my papers, begins the debate…

10:05 am. Bus or train. Bus or train. Bus or train. Train? Train? Yup train wins. So I decide to walk to the station (I could lose some weight & save Rs. 13 too). Today being the first of April and the beginning of the next financial year I decide its high time I save up something & do so by saving up on the little things.

10:45 am. I am so late for work and out of money. So I go to the ATM to collect some cash. Sigh, my balance does not look good, it has never!

Then it’s the usual… boring mundane work… client servicing guys breathing down your neck… deadlines to be met… unrealistic commitments, etc etc.

12:50 pm. My book is here! Thank god. I was stuck in a brain dead brainstorming session. But am glad, my ‘Europe on a shoestring budget’ from the Lonely Planet is finally in my hands.

1:15 pm. Even better news. Moni is here!!! (for all those who don’t know Moni, she’s my best girlfriend, and she got married recently, so am really glad she is back even if it is for a few days)

Day continues… boring… b… o… r… i… n… g!

7:00 pm. Yatin calls. Yeap am so ready to meet ya. Only waiting for this boy.

7:35 pm. China something. Ok fine! I forgot the name. Nothing new!! Anyways we meet up. Yatin, me and the boy who cannot be named. :)
And this evening turned out to be the best thing that I could have ever asked for. Why you ask me?
Cos here I two really important people in my life ganging up on me. I am not complaining mind you. I had fun. Well they did get me to confess a lot of things. But I meant every word of it.
Its scary you know. And they knew it. I know.
They could see right through me.
But for the second time in my life, I laid what I had to right in front of the people that mattered and I hope they knew it too.

9:40 pm. I am having a panic attack. Where’s the bill? Where is it damnit! I just got some 40 mins to get back before the gates close.

9:48 pm. Sigh! The bill is cleared. Thanks a ton again Yatin! I owe you man… I really owe you. Not for picking the bill but for being there for me. For giving me your blessings, and for simply kicking my ass. (you are one of the privileged few who have this honour)

9:51 pm. Am in a cab after saying bye to Yatin. “Am really happy for you!” (touch wood… so am I)
Also after saying bye to the boy who cannot be named I am off home or to the prison I live in 

10:19 pm. I walk in the prison gates. And rudely they close the gates after me.

10:45 pm. Sleeping on my bed… staring at the ceiling, wondering if I am really stoned?! Suddenly I feel this need to blog. Out comes my laptop and the words flow…

11:20 pm. Bath break, for some insane reason I decide to have a steaming hot bath in the summer. I am still wondering why?

11:40 pm. Out of bath and back blogging.

11:56 pm. Done! Now I know what I had to say got said. I am happy today :)

It’s finally hitting me!

Deep breaths I say to myself!
Am I really going to be doing this?
YES
Yes I am... I am scared I won’t lie
But I am super excited and still you don’t know why!

Live By It

We believe in going our own way
No matter which way the rest of the world is going
We believe in bucking the system that built to smash individuals like bugs on a windshield
Some of us believe in the man upstairs
All of us believe in sticking it to the man down here
We believe in the sky
And we don’t believe in the sunroof
We believe in freedom
We believe in dust, tumbleweeds, buffalo, mountain ranges and riding off into the sunset
We believe in saddlebags and we believe that cowboy’s had it right
We believe in refusing to knuckle-under to anyone
We believe in wearing black
Because it doesn’t show any dirt
Or weakness
We believe the world is going soft
Then we are not going along with it
We believe in motorcycle rallies that last a week
We believe in roadside attractions, gas stations, hot dogs and finding out what’s over the next hill
We believe in rumbling engines, pistons the size of garbage cans
Fuel tanks designed in 1936
Freight train sized headlights, chrome and custom paint
We believe in flames and skulls
We believe life is what you make it
And we make it one hell of a ride
We believe the machine you sit can tell the world exactly where you stand
We don’t care what everyone else believes
AMEN!

why my mommy will love me more now :P

me: brother
peekachoo: yo
me: wot happened abt the concert '
hw was it?
peekachoo: great
bloggin about it
u will see it soon
me: k
12:31 AM me: told ma?
peekachoo: no
me: can i tel her
peekachoo: no later
spoke to her from blore
just when it got over
me: why?
peekachoo: she ddnt know
she called
shel say i went w/o tellin
me: i know she told me
so cool no
12:32 AM i want to be the most loved child
can i tell??
peekachoo: ah in that case
be my guest
i got a bad rep to maintain
me: u took d back row ??
loser
12:33 AM peekachoo: no u nut.. no rows
i was there live in the moshpit
right in the centre
almost got killed
me: but thats so behind
peekachoo: u dnt dare take ur phone out to click pics in the moshpit u moron
me: y?
peekachoo: those pics are of the indian bands
12:34 AM coz it may get trashed
its not a celine dion concert
me: ur pics r hilarious
peekachoo: i know
i got tlaent
me: yah hello i went to a rock concerts too
u not the only one
12:35 AM peekachoo: this is metal concert
u moron
12:36 AM me: yeah
so did i go to
:P
12:38 AM u bubblebuster
i am goin to tell mama wot u did
peekachoo: tell..
i watched megadeth from
far
was in the moshpit for machinehead
show mama a moshpit video on youtube
me: good
enjoy d last of ur happy moments
12:39 AM b4 i become the favoured child
peekachoo: yeah .. il take a flight to norway and start a black metal band
me: i will tell her when i go home
peekachoo: pronounced blaaak mettaaal
12:40 AM tell..
me: i will
peekachoo: tattletale
12:41 AM me: nnananananan
na
peekachoo: whatever
________________________________________ 7 minutes
12:49 AM me: bye
going to sleep
& i am goin to tell ma
12:50 AM peekachoo: ok
duh

why formula 1 is just not about...

ferrari.

ok i know i am a ferrari fan but sometimes you just can help and appreciate the beauty of the sport

here's why...


well for my team, it was a not so good start. but i know they will pick up the gear as the year rolls out!

another one... LOL

http://www.rebelvirals.com/facebook/index.html/

OMG!!!

sometimes you see something and know you just have to blog about it!
well this is one of those times.

For the record I am shocked, but the sadistic person that i am, well i just loved it!!!
and hope you do too



click on the link in your browser to view it. Trust me u need to see it!
http://www.rebelvirals.com/chick/index.html/

it was about... not me!

At times like these… I wish
At times like these… I wish I could
At times like these… I wish I’d never stop dancing!

Sometimes life’s unfair. I feel like a dot in this world, and God forgot about me.
I have my dreams, I have a wish, I long for something, someone…
But I know I must go on, I must be strong

Today is different
Today is not about me
Today is about my best girlfriend and her D-day
Today is all about her in every single way

She looked pretty would be an understatement of the century
She looked gorgeous and happy
She looked content
And why shouldn’t she?
She has her man by her side today!

I wish them luck
I wish them happiness
I wish them everything they want
I wish them on their wedding day as I smile and walk away…



This post is for a very special friend, angel, confidant, who goes by the name of Monisha. ‘Moni’ all the best for a life of fun and adventure with your man Salil. :)

there's a reaon why i love my brother...

and this is it.


"Yo.. Me goin to bengaLOOru for the Megadeth/Machinehead concert. Will be there from 13-15th of this month..

Don't tel the folks, they'l get hyper 4 no reason..

Incase i die enroute or get killed in a moshpit den let the folks kno i died a martyr.

Ur nominee of all my bank accounts so ul be rich. N my company will give you a nice price for my dead body, so collect that and go for world tour..

Ah, and last bury me in the old hall n play EMPTY WORDS by DEATH for my funeral..

And tell my female fan following not to resort to suicide incase i die..

Amen.

And incase i dnt die, i'l bring u back a smelly metal tshirt."



I love you too peeku, love, MM, baby brother!
and happy headbanging _\m/ metal rules

red it was!

let me tell you a story of this girl i know.

ok one thing was sure, so she tells me was that she was so not expecting this.
yah i do know that she has always been vocal about the things she wants.
i mean, god damnit, she does make it a point to tell anyone who asks what she wants, exactly what she wants.
so when she actually got what she wanted, man so she tells me... it was a whole different story.

so let me tell you how it went...

the build up to this day -- yeah! Duh, valentine's day... i am not a fan of that moron flying around in his chuds, but ok sometimes a girl's got to do, what a girl's got to do!

So there she was bugging her best friends, guys, mind you! to well, get her a diamond ring... sigh! and yeah she did ask another best friend (in her best friend list numbered umm... 1?!) to well get her a bunch of 25 roses. i know it sounds stupid & cliched, but yes this girl always wanted a bunch of roses from a guy.

now picture this.
there she is out for dinner with her best friend and there on the table sits this absolutely amazing and fabulous bunch of flowers, which she so ignored cause they dint have her name on them! damn!
and then this best friends no. 1 says they are for her...
which i know she dint hear cause at that point of time she was doing like a 100 different things... texting someone, arranging the cutlery on the table, dumping her bag, arranging her jacket and also mentally running for President!
so in her defense i say she din't hear best friend no. 1 announce the fact that the bunch of roses were for her.
till he had to scream the fact!

i swear she had an oprah moment! OMG! this was absolutely fabulous!!!
she was shocked, beyond shocked! amazed more likely that someone actually got her something she always dreamed about.
ok so to others it might have appeared that this girl was not that blown away, but trust me this girl stole secret glances at them roses and had to do all that was possible on not having this stupid grin plastered over her face :)

now i do know this girl is so damn impulsive and acts 99.9% without thinking. so guess what this girl does? she damn right takes the bouquet and starts counting the number of roses, much to the horror of best friend no. 1!
i think the girl should be forgiven for this action, cause i know how much she dint mean to. it was more out of shock that led this girl to act like well.... her?

anyway what's even more amazing is that she gets an even special gift.
wrapped in this crunched paper, resting in this bag is -- a sexy red top from Mango!
trust me this girl would have never ever picked such an item from the racks.
and guess what she looked amazing in it!
so much so that she could not believe that the pretty lady in red was her.

i know she was all ga-ga over this. she has told me this story at least a million times today. damn i had to listen every time! what to do? i am the twin that never was.