Tuesday, October 21, 2008

I am dangerous while driving...........

I steeped out of my car , I was wearing an expensive suit ,two people were waiting for me,they saluted me ,I looked at things around me.One of policeman was not behaving politely with a senior citizen.I suspended him. He was pleading for mercy but I entered the auditorium for a speech as I was a chief guest at some govt. function.People were clapping as I moved to the podium and then "zoooooooooo....." . One of the cars went past me just touching missing my shoulder(bit exaggerated but you must have got the sense). I realized I was in the middle of the road near ISBT completely lost in my day dreams.And this was not the first time it happened ,it has occurred quite a few times before also, whenever I have to drive for around more than 20 25 minutes continuously.
I felt pity for the other travelers as they were unaware that a person traveling at 70km/hr is not concentrating on driving instead he is (thinking about his heroics like three balls left in the match 23 to score and he manages that, he himself throws a no ball to himself and then he himself hit it for six,sometimes he is in discussion with US officials about nuclear deals, sometimes rejecting Bill Gates''s offer to join Microsoft ) . I am like yamraaj on the road who can take anybody's life infact my life too.But I thought it happens with everybody you can't stop thinking while driving but my dear friend Ani clarified my misconceptions by saying he just concentrates on driving while driving.But, still I hope there are some people like this.

By the way I was going to my college . So, once again nobody recognised me there apart from Bhim Singh chai wala. And I feel very good when he asks me "aur bhaiya kaise ho badhe dino baad aaye ho".I feel ahh.. atleast there is somebody who remembers me in this college.So after finishing my cheque collecting procedure I came back visiting another chai wala outside the campus, but sadly he didn't recognised me.


Rest is as usual boring nothing new to write in "wassup" column . I finally deleted my orkut account after refreshing those static pages again and again.I thought I would miss it but surprisingly I am not. Apart from some lacking usual general information like phone numbers I feel its good.At lease when I meet somebody I can ask him wassup otherwise there was nothing new to be discussed.Everything was on orkut , the trip he made to Goa(tons of photos of trip to ....... ) , the new shirt he bought(of which he would have uploaded a photo wearing thatt shirt), nothing new..........

Chalo I will stop it here before this blog becomes a mini bible and ya I met few of my college friends last week and had a good time with them(I know one of them will read it and would feel bad if I would not have mentioned it here).........

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Meri Zindagi sasti ho gayi hai aur jeena mehanga

Don't worry I m not going to torture you with one of my frustrated thoughts over here.The heading is like this because....... I will let u know but its not related to the context of the blog.So where should I start after receiving congratulations for my last blog about SCJP from few of my readers but everybody misunderstood the context and just congratulated me.So, to those guys let me tell you its not a big achievement ,it was just that I was so happy(sometimes everybody gets happy even without any reason) that I wrote it that way that it looked as if I was writing a blog on mine clearing SCJP but context was something else.And yes If you are reading it and you are feeling that this blog is going to a lengthy one.Just stop here , comment your thoughts(curse me , abuse me do whatever ) and go away but please do not come to me personally( until and unless u dont know how to post comment to say "saale itna lamba blog kyon likhta hai" ) but I can't control word limit, my vocab is bad , I dont get those words which makes up for 4,5 words.And moreover my overflowing thoughts are always there.

So, on wednesday night I suddenly I left for Jaipur and as expected I was standing ticket less surrounded by sutta hating uncles and some hot chicks all waiting for tickets at 11 pm at bikaner house(all of us were ticket less).And those chicks have no idea of how to reach jaipur, Jaipur to them was bikaner house so I suggested them that you can go to ISBT if its urgent you will definitely get a bus from there . and they said Oh no! those khatara gandi buses we can't go on it to jaipur, how people travel on it.And I was like "tumhari m** ki aaj tak main usme hi aata tah aaj pehli baar idhar aaya hoon aur mere saamne hi tu ......., chup ker jaa".Finally they disappeared after few moments but they fueled me that from today onwards I will go only on these buses and I got a ticket finally at 11.30 pm.I entered the bus and what I see was another chick(not a hot one) besides my seat.Flashback started in my mind goyal and noni saying "mutreja travel on this AC buses you will get a decent co-passenger instead of those anti sutaa uncles and dharuhera guys and my reply to that saale faltu ke 300 rupey barbaad kerne ko nahi hai mere pass".I came back from flashback and started thinking how should I start the talks.As in last 5 years I have realized that I am a nightmare co-passenger for anybody.May be my grandma's lesson of not talking to anybody you dont know in trains and those warning "apne smaan ki rakha swayam kare , aapke saath wale yatri se kuch khane ko na le , wo khana nasheela ho sakat ahi" has a great on my mind.So i never talk never, I would just say only one thing "jara side honge".But this I had to talk, but I dont know what should I say.So, I stared planning what to say , it took me 10 mins, then I thought I should look outside for few moments and then loo at her and say that dialogue otherwise she would guess that I wanted to talk from the first momnt I entered the bus. So i started looking the other side and seriously and I never felt this much tense in last( i dont know how many years not in front of my HOD , not in front of my manager) and when I turned to say after another 20, 30 mins, WTF! WTF! she was asleep.
Cant explain how terrible I felt.And after few terribly low moments I also went to sleep thinking its better not to talk to people you don't know while traveling..

I have some more(in fact very much) to write but I will keep this one short and will write more in the next one(I am sounding like there are thousand of readers who have requested me to keep my blogs short but the truth is there are only two or three persons). Chalo b bye for today but I will complete my journey in next blog..............And ya the heading is a dialog for movie Sunday which I saw on Saturday and I liked it and I don't have any good heading to write so I have written this..Gustaakhi Maaf!!!!