My Laziest Sunday Ever.....
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Sunday!!! Funday??? naaahh Lazyday :D :D
My Laziest Sunday Ever.....
Friday, April 10, 2009
Holiday.....Yeaaa......
My not so "employee friendly" office refused to give us a holiday today (on account of Good Friday) and hence I had to book myself on an evening flight instead. Found myself getting up early without a grumble, just to come in early and get out of office earlier than my not so late everyday exit…
I'm headed this time to Hyderabad (yes.. yes lucky me to enter the land of the Briyani… but I'm not getting it back any for u ;) ) . I'm visiting my Granddad, aunts, uncles and cousin for a change rather than my usual self indulged holidaying. I'm also planning to visit my cuz sis who just had her second child..
This was one of those last moments, impromptu kind of weekend getaways.. and sadly i missed out on all the good fares and landed up picking up expensive tickets. But i guess its worth it. I did deserve a holiday.
When it comes to traveling to Hyd, it’s the most painful experience. Apart from the airport being so far away from the city and especially where I would be staying, they have this shuttle service from the airport, that departs only every hour ( compared to the earlier half hour frequency). Which means if I miss a shuttle, I gotta wait for an hour in the airport.. DAMN…
The new Hyd airport is awesome however. If you have had the chance to visit Hyd recently, you know what I'm speaking about. In my knowledge, it’s the best in India. Only wish they had the “sky trains” similar to the ones found in Singapore airport..Hmmmm.. I'm sure we will get there soon enough.
So here I am in office, much much earlier than my usual time, showing my bosses that I actually work hard, but find myself blogging :) .. I shall keep you updated on my whereabouts, that’s if I succeed in finding out “how to blog thru an iphone.. for dummies” instruction manual..
BTW, I'm travelling light for a change. My Mom warned me from carrying too much luggage and just to settle down with one small stroley. “If you carry too much luggage, you will have to wait for it, and you might miss your shuttle” .. I have a feeling she might me right on this one.. Darn..how I hate to carry limited clothes.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Happy New Year !!!
So at the break of the new financial year… I only hope and wish (rather plead) that things fall into place for all of us, especially me. The last couple of months have been really bad and it has replaced ME into my – not so – self, “STINGY ME” ..
I am a spend thrift and I guess I will remain the same till the day I die. But lately I have seen myself sit and count every penny coming out of my pocket. “Is it really worth buying? Can I afford it now?? Will I die if I don’t buy it??? “These have been the 3 phrases that keep crossing my mind every time I come across an object which is lying in front of me calling out to me to be bought.. pheeww..
I disagree to the fact that the person who’s on a buying spree needs to be blamed for anything. We are the ones who actually contribute to the economy during this time of recession. If everyone stopped buying then, where would the world go? Think about it!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Damn Those Doomals!!
AAhh..I had a very nice weekend starting off with shamming @ work and catching up with some pals on Saturday and doing a movie marathon the next day. Basically a "very" lazy weekend..
I had a very interesting cum restless Saturday nite. After seeing a rather not so interesting hyped up movie "Gulaal".. me and my friends decided to call it a nite at 2am and went to sleep.. As I was about to doze off into the nite, I was visited by several of my friends whom i really didnt know, i would land up hating so much.. Yes..Doomals (Mosquitoes in Telugu).. You must be wondering why Telugu and me?? After much arguments and fighting I have decided to make peace with my friends and accept the fact that..YES!! you can call me a "GOLTI" in a way :D .. and hence my attempt to learn the language. Actually, I like the word Doomal along with some other Telugu words and I plan to use them more often that the rest..
So yes, coming back to my original story.. I was visited by these Domaals, who that nite had tasted fresh and unfamiliar blood and just refused to let go. I did not even manage a wink of sleep till the wee hours of the morning. Atleast then I guess its when they take rest after their very hectic schedule in the nites.
My dear friend Dhinoo had a super explanation to all this. He said that the reason why the Doomals attacked me was coz I had switched off the air conditioner before sleeping!! So does that mean that’s Doomals feel the cold?? and don’t come out when its freezing?? Or is it that their tiny stings would refuse to enter the old skin or do they like their food (blood) warm??? ... Whatever !!..they molested me everywhere that night.
I really did not want to comment on his statement as I was still dazed looking at my hands and face the next morning. It looked like a battlefield where tiny little land mines had just blown off!! OH how I hate them!!
I felt a bit hazy and sleepy today, not sure if it was the lack of sleep! or the mosquito venom inside? (if they are venomous) or it was just the lack of blood reaching to my brain due to all of it being sucked out the previous nite!! Whatever maybe the reason.. I found myself sleeping through a rather very interesting movie today.. GRRR.....
I plan to do an indepth research on these bloodsuckers and shall enlighten all of you soon. For now, I plan to snuggle into my bed with two mosquito repellents in my room.. HAHAHAHA!!. Goodnite :D
Monday, March 23, 2009
Piss Drunk!!
It was a regular Saturday, with the movies and the lunches minus the party… I found myself a lil parched and tempted to drink. Asked an old friend(Dhinoo) of mine to put in a bottle of vodka inside the freezer and await my arrival.
Me arrived at his place around 7ish and that is when it all began. Dhinoo had a brilliant idea of having the first shot of vodka on the rocks in a shot glass. This is for the world to know that you can have vodka shots on the rocks without getting yourself chocked with the ice [ I survived it..and so can u ;) ]
We seemed to be determined to empty the bottle by nite and we did…(Rather i was forced to finish it.. Accha Baccha LOL LOL)
I think it was our 5th shot and it was around 8pm when I put my pride to a side and disclosed the fact that I was too drunk to drive back home.. I do remember Dhinoo finding a cheap thrill in announcing it to everyone (at that moment, only Reema, his wife) that I was drunk and would be spending the nite here.
Dhinoo, claims that we had around 8 straight shots that night and I kinda believe him cos I lost count after my 5th.
Reema the only sane person, took advantage of the situation and persuaded both of us to stick our fingers into the mosquito killing bat (Pls don’t try this @ home..u may not survive it).. ….
All this in 3 hours was a accomplishment for all three of us :
Me – Never drunk so much..
Dhinoo – Realized that he could talk nonsense and not remember the next day….
Reema – Proved that she was sitting with a bunch of useless, untamed drunkards who could stick there anything into a device.........PRICELESS!!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
The POKER Nite!! - Vijay & Bala's Bachelor Party
I have always been termed as "Tension Party" when it came to organizing anything as i always wanted everything to go on "PERFECTLY"... I really wanted to bunk work that day, but could only manage half a day off as i had another major event that was planned out at work. The party was scheduled for 7pm but i wanted to be there much before to see to all the arrangements. I met up with Surendra and as always he was walking around with a solid block of ice on his head. We had a quick lunch @ Mc D's and headed to the boat club.
By 7.30pm people stated to strut in slowly and am sure were very happy to see the 2 hosts already "very" happy, jovial and warm.. :D
GAME ONE - The Groom(Vijay) was blind folded and was asked to kiss every cheek that was presented to him and guess which one among them was Bala's (Bride)... We made the poor man kiss all the ruff & scratchy faces we could get his lips to land on.. Surprisingly in the end he wasnt able to choose between two (Nirmal and Bala) HUUHAHAHAHA...