Last sunday night, Taran’s clothes for his school are picked out, his sleeping bag, blankie, all packed, his lunch menu planned all set for Monday, my work clothes put out of the closet, ready for first day of school and my work.
Monday morning, got up ahead of time, T’s lunch packed, my lunch packed, fed, changed & dropped him off at school, couldn’t reach mom on the phone, ate my b’fast on route, traffic is light, heard bin tere twice and I’m actually going to make it work by 8.45, bang on, a thought hits me, I look at my back seat….fuck fuck fuck! Crap! Hell no! where the fuck is it! what...my freaking laptop.
I forgot my work laptop at home.
I’m 7 mts away from work and 45 from home, and I realize I drove to work w/out my laptop. I called to find if I could get a loaner. Not today, I was informed.
So you can imagine my impatience and my crankiness.
Oddly, on my drive back home, i found all this ironically super humorous. I just couldn’t help laughing at myself. By god! I had everything planned, yet, the most unimportant kind of silly stupid stuff happen to me all the time. All this non-consequential, irrelavant stuff seem to happen in my life.
An hour late-r, as I enter the conf room, TC asks me, so do you remember where you parked your car? with a smirk on his face. Gadha, ullu, stupid, duffer- I told him…this is not the time, dude.
On another note, my stupid friend Moddu, is going on a road trip all by himself, on his scorpio, and i'm so green with envy. I wanna go too...i wish....i wish that he....doesnt forget anything...
Friday, January 07, 2011
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
Ha Ho Ha
Happy Holidays Hangover!!
Lots of Vodka, wine and lots of lot later….i woke up next to my smiling son….
B’fast at diner, lazed to Break Ke baad and wondered why can’t guys be like him, gulati. Oye merey gulati! This movie on some level screws with girls psycho of a perfect guy. It promises one.
Anyway, thank god, I’m ishshmart enough to know that there is no such thing. Bechari ladkiya….dont be fooled yaaron. But really, what a sweet guy na… the movie has some very munni scenes.
My year ended with I hate luv Story's and started with break ke baad....ha ha ha...tera kya hoga munni! My bheja's fm hasnt stopped humming this song 3 days straight now.
Starting 31st I had called the people that matter to me and ending Jan 1st the ones that I matter to called me back. Starting dec 31st and by the end of jan 1st I spoke to all the people that truly matter. It’s a warm feeling, aint it.
Ever wonder why people take resolutions on NY’s? I mean what is this urgency to get back in shape, finish all the pending stuff, do this, do that, make take orders to self….what’s the adrenaline rush about? Jo bhi…you want a teaser in your life, suit yourself. Me...me a tough cookie, i know resolutions are for sissies.
Life in my books took a sharp turn few years ago, so for all that I’ve lost and for all that I have and don’t have….i’m in works to accept it as it is. Vito Corleone kya bolta abhi iss waqt, socho tho!
Right about on Sunday, I cried as donte drum was executed on death row. Is it ok to cry on second day of the year….I cursed the state of Texas for death rows, and was telling T how he should not like Texas too. V got worried with all the hate talk....and asked me not to make loud opinions. Yeah sure! go tell that to Texas!
....my new year song is bin tere...sing it away baby. Listen to it with your eyes closed, let the music lead you....koi khalish hai hawaon mein bin tere...now sing it louder, let me hear it, play some air guitar and make a mean face while you are it. Ok ok...no i'm not drunk. just chillaxing! I promised a happy blogger not a one that makes sense too....xoxo.
Lots of Vodka, wine and lots of lot later….i woke up next to my smiling son….
B’fast at diner, lazed to Break Ke baad and wondered why can’t guys be like him, gulati. Oye merey gulati! This movie on some level screws with girls psycho of a perfect guy. It promises one.
Anyway, thank god, I’m ishshmart enough to know that there is no such thing. Bechari ladkiya….dont be fooled yaaron. But really, what a sweet guy na… the movie has some very munni scenes.
My year ended with I hate luv Story's and started with break ke baad....ha ha ha...tera kya hoga munni! My bheja's fm hasnt stopped humming this song 3 days straight now.
Ever wonder why people take resolutions on NY’s? I mean what is this urgency to get back in shape, finish all the pending stuff, do this, do that, make take orders to self….what’s the adrenaline rush about? Jo bhi…you want a teaser in your life, suit yourself. Me...me a tough cookie, i know resolutions are for sissies.
Life in my books took a sharp turn few years ago, so for all that I’ve lost and for all that I have and don’t have….i’m in works to accept it as it is. Vito Corleone kya bolta abhi iss waqt, socho tho!
Right about on Sunday, I cried as donte drum was executed on death row. Is it ok to cry on second day of the year….I cursed the state of Texas for death rows, and was telling T how he should not like Texas too. V got worried with all the hate talk....and asked me not to make loud opinions. Yeah sure! go tell that to Texas!
....my new year song is bin tere...sing it away baby. Listen to it with your eyes closed, let the music lead you....koi khalish hai hawaon mein bin tere...now sing it louder, let me hear it, play some air guitar and make a mean face while you are it. Ok ok...no i'm not drunk. just chillaxing! I promised a happy blogger not a one that makes sense too....xoxo.
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