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There are moments which u desire: to hold and make it your own,
To bring out from u a fire, to stand against em those who shake their heads and fingers fore at u,
Times like these u console urself and advise wha u wudn't to ur best confidant but only to ur self true,
Then u see the moment pass-by and think wha was worth and what not,
You convince urself it was: with all conviction, to ur own tru self , with ur own hollow convictions,
But you realize it ever so often that 'twas like a scent of a woman u'd want to know : to study : to hold,
But the moment u turn to look at the one who wears it , u realize it's there jus to make you do that.

Blast from the PAST

"Sanjay: What if they don't have the money to give us.

Shady: They have to bey, we have it in written paper.

Sanjay: What if they don't have the money man.

Shady: They have to...they have to.

Varun: What if they tell you, listen we don't have the money and we'll give it to you after 15 days.

Shady: Then ok.

Sanjay: What if they say they'll give it after two months.

Shady: They can't bey...they have to give it.

Nandu: Then we'll keep the systems instead of the money.

Sharath: Hahn, we'll take two systems; When you give the 42, we'll return your systems...hehe...All happy at the stupid solution back to lunch....

Shady: Abey server room mein kuch nahi hai pata, khali hai...they have those marriage wala lights inside..."

and the bull continues... dayafterdayafterdayafterday

Smiley

Aaaarrrgghh.. Here she comes.. And here comes her dreaded smile.. Tchinnngggg !!!! I Smile back @ her.. I hate this compulsive smiling be it workplace, or back @ school, college... I just plain hate the the people i label as SMILEY's.

Smiley:
By definition is a male / female who you happen to know by whatever means, with whom u don have an iota of interest to talk to nor is there any advances from him /her to do the same. But still just to keep that "I Know You" feel intact everytime u happen to see them they flash a charming smile. Well they atleast try to.

The Flaw:

• Both for sure know that even if they meet 100yrs down the line only thing they wud end up doin is smile. No "Oh where were u all these yrs", or "How are you" not even a "Hi". Just a divine smile.
• I tried NOT smiling in a phase by phase manner, a gradual decrease, but i doubt they ever mind or are even noticing. I have gone up to the extent of looking the other way wen i see them coming. But the next time i happen to see them, THERE, the smile is there standing tall against all odds. Phew!

The Levels:

• Level 1: It's charming. There's hope fro whateve there is ur thinkkin abt.
• Level 2: all your advances to are met with bigger smiles and quicker feet. He/ She acts like some Ghost in a bolly movie, who just smiles/ Laughs and runs around a PURANI HAVELI just out of ur grabbing distance. So close yet so far.
• Level 3: Now u start wondering if they are smiling For U, Wtih U, or At U.
• Level 4: The smile is creepy now. u just are tired of smiling back.
• Lavel 5: All ur attempts to stop smiling back are futile. If gandhi and his followers had tried smiling @ brits everytime they saw them, i sure think they wud have departed earlier. Chumma satyagraha/ March n all. It's Non-Voilence torture at it's best.
• Level 6: Now it's just like GROUNDHOG DAY. HE/ SHE smiles, i mirror the same mechanically, and make a mental note "i'v gotta put an end to it".

“Shoor Veer Roomie Sada”

Last night i had a life altering experience. If not for my "Shoor Veer  Roomie SaDA",  both on me and my clothes wud not have survived yest's attack. We were attacked by rat yest. And within no time my "Shoor Veer  Roomie SaDA" went into WAR MODE. He quickly assessed the situation and looked me in the eye and told

 

"Nee planning maad le naan HIDI togond barthini"

 

My mind raced with a zillion thoughts and I came up with whatever best I cud and slowly started removing the clothes from my cupboard where my "Shoor Veer  Roomie SaDA" had last spotted it. It had skillfully chosen a hiding spot where it waited till the last moment to attack the ever Ready "Shoor Veer  Roomie SaDA". It pounced on him with a PT Usha like athleticism, my "Shoor Veer  Roomie SaDA" jumped with joy screaming and started jogging in a stationary place, I think he was warming up before launching an attack on it. The rat ran into the other room, my "Shoor Veer  Roomie SaDA" told

 

"Mannkaal mataa jigith le adu, NOUN"

 

Teaching me that a true warrior never underestimates his opponents, no matter how small or ridiculous. I then locked the other room from inside and took another broom to assist him. He looked carefully around to see where it was and pointed to a corner , at the same time signaling me not to make any noise. I knew he was planning on a full attack. I raised the broom like a axe in woodcutters hand ready for strike. The Rat came out from it's hiding place racing 0 to 60 in 1.3458 seconds , my "Shoor Veer  Roomie SaDA" struck it with some 812 shots roughly in 0.6544 secs , and before I cud realize what was happening the rat lay dead and motionless.. my "Shoor Veer  Roomie SaDA" left the room and told

 

"Horag vagi le adann . Naa makkothin dosta"

 

I was Speechless.

"Dude tu Qataar mein hain"

> 2 promising prospects
> 2 good discussions
> A Change on the Horizon
> Every night i dream of how things cud be.
> Everyday now i look @ my phone expecting the good news.

But fate's lookin down @ me with a smile across it's face whispering "DUDE tum Qataar mein ho"

I've been keepin my Fingers, Toes and dunno wha all crossed.