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Begining of another Boring Day..
Nothing much to do again.. except studying for my upcoming exam :(
Office is getting boring day by day....
same old stuff to do .. same SAP interface to wrk on... Payments update... GRN's to be made, Scrolling blah..blah... blah....
I dont know wats goin in me... Have stoped being happy as i use to be ..
life seems to b stuck up S'where... I NEED A CHANGE .. is some one here listening me ..
I REALLY NEED A CHANGE .....
I have really got bugged up from running here n there..
Since i stepped out from my college , till date am just running, and trust me i dont know for what ... i wanted to earn money, have enough now, wanted friends.. have many but dont hav time to spend with them... neither they have for me ... but any ways thnks to Ruchita n Vivek..we spend good time on some sunday's ...
And damm my office doesnt give off's on Saturday's... so iam left only wth sunday's ... and sundays slips off,like sand from hand...
Want to watch so many movies ... but Aha!! no one to go wid :(
Iam really missing my college and Gurgaon days... Me, Babu, Mona, teena had loads of funs ...
Those weekend shoppings , house parties every friday evenings... and most of all those late nite movie shows!!! I had seen almost all the movies of that time .. even a torture like - Humko Diwana Kar gayi.. uuhhh.. and not to forget Rang De Basanti - 7 times ... hahahah
I miss those days!!!
OHH me geting senti...
now going to call some of frnds to plan up s'thing for tomorrow... hope things work out!!
Friday, March 23
Thursday, March 1
Dekho Bhai, Dekho Bhai, Dekho Bhai.... Elections Aaya Bhai..
It was a wonderful morning,as it rained early moring (4:30 AM) .
Had many plans to go out to freek-out as my boss was out on a tour...
while i was plannig my things to do list somewhere in my dreams, i heard a meek and familiar voice saying:
"Appu Utto Dad ka phone aa gaya, Station lene jana hai. " it was my mom.
AHH!! then i remembered, my dad was coiming back home for Holi. Got up took the car out
Drove ahead for station ...
the moment i Crossed my colony, saw a huge crowd heading towards a ground near my house (AMBEDKAR MAIDAN), this was another surprise of the day, Forgot today was "Mayawati's Election Rally".
And You wat my first reaction OH! Shit how am going to the office today...
Then suddenly a cop knocked my car's window saying "Madam ji Gadi Ghumao, aage se rasta Band hai " , i asked the cop Sirji, Kab tak khulega---- and the answer shatterd all my dearms into pieces he told " madam ji, Yeh toh shyam tak hi khulega."
Me n my mom,looked at each other , and she was waitin to hear "Bh** C***" for my mouth.. but i keeping her in my mind i setteld for " What The Fuck."
After turning my car, i took another way and without realising that this rally is further goin to Bajao my Band, i was thinking Oh! my all the palns to go to KAla Gaon are shattered.
While thinkin what to do next, another policeman stopped me and told "madam uddhar se jao aage rasta band hai, Rally nikalnawali hai."
and this time i couldnt control myself and burst out sayin" BC yeh kya hai" my mom stared at me, but even she could u'stand...
But now the bigger question was - HOW TO REACH THE DAMM STATION?
Than i requested the police man " sirji please mujhe jane do, mujhe aage ka rasta nahi malum hai", than he told me u cant go to the station in any way.
than i parked my car on the road side, asked mom to sit in the car and went down walking to the station...
And trust me this was most embrassing dy of my life ...
All the guys passing by-- looking at u in such a leachourous way and pasin nasty comments, and
and it was not only yoing age guys, ita uncles and DADA Ji's doing the same ... it was ridicilous..
and Seriously, this was the time i felt, This country is not worth staying..
To cut the long story short, finally i reached satiton, took my dad,came back to the car,drove down to home ( station from my house is hardly 10mis run, yesterday it took me 3.5 hrs)
NOW, WHAT ACTUALLY I WANTED TO PUT ACROSS IS :
If you have to conduct such kind of Rally's, then Why the hell, common people should suffer?
and Why the fuck, Public places are to be involved?
this could have been done in much simpler way, without making life of so many people helll
Such a simple job.. picking my dad from the station and bringing him home took me damm 3 and a half hour!!
and above all -- I HAD TO MISS MY OFFICE TOO.
Had many plans to go out to freek-out as my boss was out on a tour...
while i was plannig my things to do list somewhere in my dreams, i heard a meek and familiar voice saying:
"Appu Utto Dad ka phone aa gaya, Station lene jana hai. " it was my mom.
AHH!! then i remembered, my dad was coiming back home for Holi. Got up took the car out
Drove ahead for station ...
the moment i Crossed my colony, saw a huge crowd heading towards a ground near my house (AMBEDKAR MAIDAN), this was another surprise of the day, Forgot today was "Mayawati's Election Rally".
And You wat my first reaction OH! Shit how am going to the office today...
Then suddenly a cop knocked my car's window saying "Madam ji Gadi Ghumao, aage se rasta Band hai " , i asked the cop Sirji, Kab tak khulega---- and the answer shatterd all my dearms into pieces he told " madam ji, Yeh toh shyam tak hi khulega."
Me n my mom,looked at each other , and she was waitin to hear "Bh** C***" for my mouth.. but i keeping her in my mind i setteld for " What The Fuck."
After turning my car, i took another way and without realising that this rally is further goin to Bajao my Band, i was thinking Oh! my all the palns to go to KAla Gaon are shattered.
While thinkin what to do next, another policeman stopped me and told "madam uddhar se jao aage rasta band hai, Rally nikalnawali hai."
and this time i couldnt control myself and burst out sayin" BC yeh kya hai" my mom stared at me, but even she could u'stand...
But now the bigger question was - HOW TO REACH THE DAMM STATION?
Than i requested the police man " sirji please mujhe jane do, mujhe aage ka rasta nahi malum hai", than he told me u cant go to the station in any way.
than i parked my car on the road side, asked mom to sit in the car and went down walking to the station...
And trust me this was most embrassing dy of my life ...
All the guys passing by-- looking at u in such a leachourous way and pasin nasty comments, and
and it was not only yoing age guys, ita uncles and DADA Ji's doing the same ... it was ridicilous..
and Seriously, this was the time i felt, This country is not worth staying..
To cut the long story short, finally i reached satiton, took my dad,came back to the car,drove down to home ( station from my house is hardly 10mis run, yesterday it took me 3.5 hrs)
NOW, WHAT ACTUALLY I WANTED TO PUT ACROSS IS :
If you have to conduct such kind of Rally's, then Why the hell, common people should suffer?
and Why the fuck, Public places are to be involved?
this could have been done in much simpler way, without making life of so many people helll
Such a simple job.. picking my dad from the station and bringing him home took me damm 3 and a half hour!!
and above all -- I HAD TO MISS MY OFFICE TOO.
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