Scatter-mind post

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They are now en mode  so here is mine:

1.Got a call from Mr.A...in a way I am happy that he has joined a college and doing some course in Hyderabad. He was supposed to visit me while I was in Hyderabad last week (to visit my uncle) but it didn't work out...anyway..he said he would meet me when I will leave for Muscat. I am waiting...and next time I will shed all the mystery that surrounds this guy...

2. My weight loss is getting nowhere...I think I am in one of those plateau regions of weight-loss graph...but I haven't put on any so it doesn't matter much. I have been long deprived of all the goodies of life like ice-creams...alcohol....I am scared that once I will be in Muscat I will put on my weight...lets see

3. College is something that more or less changing into some Little Buds Nursery...in a sense because we are not allowed out of the college during the break-time. The canteen is almost meagre and the campus is small...then they implemented UNIFORMS...for a degree college...putting of my choice of wearing anything...plus if you fail in an exam your are expected to pay fine of something like 1 OR/ 100 Rs...it is indeed irritating...

4. I am again into Yoga, I had stopped it long back due to some unpleasant experiences but thanks to the building up pressure of studies and *^%@#$% I am forced to take up again. So far, I think I all well under control.

5. My uncle's daughter called me...I can sense something *fishy* coz:
She: Hi, Bobby...........eh..........howyoudoin?
Me: Yeah..fine, you?
She:Eh.......................fine.........*chuckles*
Me: Is there anything I can....
She: *more chuckles*....na....I just simply called...
Something is really fishy...

6. "*^%@#$%" in #4 refers to my new found enemy back at college...lets call that enemy as B*tch (you can choose other like: piss blobs, fa*...) ok I am so bloody irritated with this b*tch...she is always interfering with me and trying to dominate me....it is just annoying, if someone tells you only to shut when the whole of her friends are giggling. But I am a big boy. I ma not gonna complain....that wud be behaving like nursery kid!!

Gosh!! it is already 7:45...gotta run!

I am going to cum...

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to Muscat!
LOL! Pervert!

Yeah! I will be there by early December...and I am all flying high about this...
My dad planned this for me as he wants me to take off sometime and get my hair down. I must say I am significantly over-stressed by the college and some family matters...

So, I will be there in Muscat for 2-3 weeks, the tickets are all ready and it is just counting days and starting a diet (ya! gotta look thinner...THINNER...MORE THHHINNNNER!!)...

I have shared this with everyone I consider as Human back college, and also to those whom I don't consider Humans - just to feast on their jealous looks...hehe! I have even arranged for leave and planned my studies also!

And just now, I finished a lengthy list of things I want t buy, things I want to "see" and eat...I am thinking I will burst with excitement...a lengthy 4 page list...As of now, only my friend Nells (I haven't talked of her before in the blog, but Nells or Nelly is a school buddy and a good friend of mine) is in Muscat, the rest are scattered in Canada, India and one somewhere lurking in Manila...the Manilian one may come too...

Whatever, It will a nice cool December - pampering myself with everything and everyone I missed...Oh! baby! That's going to be good, and if all backfire, I wouldn't care ~ after all Muscat is still my Home and there is no place like Home to doze off....

P.S:
The English Prof is teaching pr-onun-shzee-ye-szhun!!
I juzst waan-ted to szhhare!





The thieves manifestation

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The area, I live in this small town is one of the posh areas...it is filled with huge houses - new with paints and some even now under construction. It still has some empty plots left and my building is in the middle of a huge empty plot. It somehow, makes me feel isolated from the rest of the houses of the street but no doubt, my house-owners maintain it wonderfully better than any other...

So it was on Eid day, my grocerer informed me that there is presence of thieves in the area and asked us to be careful.. Though till date, no case of robberies have been reported but still she warned us to be careful....
It all started from then on...now that I am living alone and my mom is at gran-uncle's house, she calls me every night to remind me to lock all the doors.

But yesterday night was difficult because I could hear someone on the top terrace, some kind of movement of huge and heavy objects (there is a lot construction material on terrace)! Really I was chick scared for my neighbours aren't there and I am alone on the floor. I immediately locked up all the doors and closed the windows...added to my bad luck there was a power cut. I grasped a torch and cell and sat in my bed waiting for something to happen....until I dozed off...

The noises subsided down...today morning I went up to check...I found two stray dogs on a heap of iron rods...

Etiquette of Exams and Mysore Bondas

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I wonder why? Why I am so sluggish today? I am having exams at college, and I am no way thrilled of them. In fact I am bunking an exam today, doing so for the first time in life.

The exams I gave till date....sigh.....I am very disappointed with my performance in the recent exams and I have just three things to say why I been such fucked up:

First, the invigilator, should be vigilant and his duty is to vigil not TALK with us! Bloody idiots! All they did is to disturb me and others..."Why are drawing you so many diagrams?" "Why are writing you so slowly?" WTF they want? I want to get each of them fired....

Secondly, We are student so of University level, not of Kindergarten and I am amazed how many turned up without appropriate stationary....I am irritated when someone asks me..."Can I have pencil?" and worse if the person takes it without asking!!

Third, I dunno which bugger arranged the seats, I am seated next to a seriously retarded dude...for the physics exams, he would write just one page, and the rest of the time, he would play with my colour pens....BLOODY HELL!

Many think I am putting up reasons for my up-coming low marks. Anyway, the complaints have already been sent in...and if I see no effect, I am no way hesitant to write to the University...

I don't want my blog to become some whining ventilator....so leave it!
Coming to some colourful side of life, I am addicted to these things:


Don't freak! These are edible! They are dollops of flour/curd mixt...deep fried in hot oil. These can be compared to our Aloo Bonda, except these are without the potato gravy inside. These are not available in Muscat!
And guess what? Miraculously I am not even putting on weight! But these too soon had to go as I will take diet ( I am growing excessively jealous over Mrs.Cush/ Angry's work! So I am kinda eager to start off, but equally lazy!)