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En Route to Office…

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Its a beautiful Monday morning … YAWN!!!!!!!!

I dont want to talk about Monday mornings. Like all other Monday mornings, today i was late to get up, slept through the ‘wake-up’ time.

Today i found something that was my time-pass to the way to office in the morning. With all the damned jams and slow moving traffic, these were real amusing…

  • An auto that had no inch left to be decorated with multi-colored stickers, looked like a Pharaoh’s 21st century ride
  • Every damn guys is late and its jammed
  • The chick behind the bike always looks cute on a Monday morning and her beauty-quotient drops as we move to Friday
  • This applies to all the days – 80% of chicks riding a 2-wheeler wear a jacket with either/both the shades of Blue / Red. Its like their universal code.
  • On any given working day, the average body area of a lady covered with clothes, scarfs, helmet etc. etc. beats that of a lady from Taliban lead Afghanistan.
  • The BMTC bus jams the road at exactly the same spot every Monday

and i’m always half crazy on Mondays…

(This post was done on August 19, 2008 at 1:35 am, which is a Tuesday…)

The Bedroom of a Deranged MBA Aspirant

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There is this guy with whom i share my apartment with. He is trying his level best to ‘bell the CAT’ and get through at one of the top B-Schools.

I remember the days when he used to read The Toyota Way, The Google Way, about Virgin Corp.. Then i saw one day that he has shifted his interest to more religious things like reading 100 Great Christians. Then shifted to Paulo Coelho‘s The Alchemist.

I dont know what happened in his life, but the last time i walked into his room this is what i see

13072008 300x225 The Bedroom of a Deranged MBA Aspirant

He is reading about AIDS…

(i have started looking for a new apartment)

Déjà Vu – The Waking

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Déjà vu!!!

Woke up in cold sweat.

It was still dark. No! i couldn’t open my eyes. The lids, they simply refused to budge.

My head was feeling heavy, pain running across in all direction. The feeling like some one drove a drill bit from behind. The pain was killing.

Breathing was heavy and obstructed. I had to struggle for each and every intake. The breath was more ready to leave my lung cavity than they wanted to stay in. It was a struggle to stay conscious.

It took some time for me to come to a sense close to normal. I was grunting like an old steam engine, ready to leave the platform. Every bit of muscle was put into action to move a finger.

Jolts of pain shot up in all direction. Legs!!! Couldn’t even sense them! Amputated? Paralyzed? Senses were of no use to conclude.

Arms were numb, they were drained of blood.

I lay there, just let the time pass.

5… 10… 15… i don’t know how much time i lay there in and out of consciousness, contemplating what had happened.

As time went by i knew, i was resting my body on a mattress. Through the crack in the opening of my eyes i could see blades going round and round above me, making the feeling of the cold sweat prominent.

I could make out that i was lying in that state for quite some time. I need to move and figure out what happened. How did i end up like that? I didn’t drink the last day. I came back directly from office. Remember having dinner with her. Was it HER who did this to me? She is too sweet to even hurt me by words. A Voice echoed at the back of my head, “That’s what they say about all those Bi**hes!!!”

No!! She can’t do this to me!!! No!!! Never!!!

…aaarrghhhh … i was out again… don’t know how long it was!!!

Could hear a familiar sound. What is it? Its sounds like a song, a melody? No! Its clear now, its something i have hated over the years. My Alarm!!!

Could finally reach out and turn it off and re coiled to the earlier position. What i’m in my own room!!!

Struggled to reach my mobile … Got it!!!… dialed … its ringing !!!

A voice answered from the other side, “Hello Jerry!!!”…

“I can’t come to office today!!!”

“What happened???”

“I think i have a bad cold!!!”

“Fine!!! Take rest and be back tomorrow…”

My Manager’s voice never sounded so sweet to me … Sweeter than her voice!!!

I love this FEVER!!!

2 Things before playing Basketball after a long time…

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basketball 2 Things before playing Basketball after a long time...I was out playing basketball after .. lets say its been quite some time. The last time i played actively was an year or so or may be more than that.

I finally decided, enough of sitting around and hogging trying to put on weight. I head out to the court. I bitterly learn 2 things.

1. I was not having a good diet all this time. It was all filled with cheese, chocolate and junk food. I was on a desperate move to put on weight. I need to have a more balanced diet.

2. Never wear your favorite white shirt to the court. Ya i agree that was really dumb of me. But i had to learn it the bitter way.

10 min of running on a 5-point, half-court match and man i’m out of breath and i almost felt like fainting and throwing up. Thats it. New year is long gone but my resolution this year(as of now) is to stay fit and healthy. After all its not me alone that i have to think of now. There is a new addition too … icon wink 2 Things before playing Basketball after a long time...

All in the name of a SKIT

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drama%255b1%255d All in the name of a SKITOff lately i devoted my procrastinated time for some script writing for a skit that was supposed to be the part of the on going new year celebration at my office. i have no idea what made take up the task and what the organizers were thinking when they gave it to me. They wanted a Court scene, not the ‘barrister kind’ of court but with king and queen and having some technical dialogs added to it to make it funny. Did they say ‘funny’. Right they have no idea that they just did.

So i finally got down to write. I complete the Initial scene and then i start writing

in a kingdom far far away called Bhool Bhulayya (i know thats a shitty name but i was more bend on having a script than names), there lived a king called Windows 3.1 and queen Linux (so now its technical too)
King (looks at a confused queen ) : dear why do u look like Brad Pitt who just saw Rakhi Sawant in his room
Queen (puzzled) : What?
King : He left the booty for the boobs and now he is seeing an all in one package and is confused.

At this point all writing stopped. I was thinking, if i have to have a decent script i shouldn’t be at least half myself. It shouldn’t contain profanity, more over it should have jokes that people can understand. The Brad Pitt – Rakhi Sawant joke only 2 out of 4 people laughed and 2 asked what does it men. But the 2 did laughed, that does matter. What can i say – Birds of the same feather flock together…

With the absence of a real story my script was not going any where. Then it stuck me, the best comedy is Life. I will write about the incidences that lead to the writing of a script by ME. Cool!!! Thats it.

So wait for the insainly absurd script that is now going to be staged