I am but a ............

I am hot.
I am cold.
I .....

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"I swear to you, I'm gonna kill someone one of these days!"
"yeah , i know........."
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"Whose that girl dude?"
"not so loud man,she nearly can hear you"
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"wow, India are winning man!"
"Whatever !"
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"Watch that girl!. she keeps staring at me!"
"I don't think so pal......"
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"Did you hear about ******, he put in his papers today"
"how much are they offering him !"
"Gosh, nobody will want to hire us"
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"That son of a bitch is working from home!"
"And....we are not doing so from here"
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"Enough is enough.! I have really had enough !!"
"me too , you know what I..........."
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"I'm leaving early today, no matter what !"
"that's what you keep saying ......"
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"Did you hear about the political crisis in Andra pradesh?"
"I think Shewag will hit a double hundred today"
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"damn it....India seem to be losing!"
"Shewag is the most irresponsible player ever, he should be dropped"
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"Hurry up dude, I gotta go"
"just keep your @$$ parked"
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"9 o clock. look at her"
All 3 turn.
"Not NOW! you idiots!!!"
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< ring >< ring >< ring >
"hey,transfer that song"
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"Wow , what an innings by Shewag!"
"I think he should be made captain"
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"That girl stares at everyone it seems!"
"I still don't think so pal............."
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"Good god ! here she comes !!! hide"
"I have work !!! I'm going"
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I am hot.
I turn cold.
I am empty.
I am but a Tea cup.

My story

There is No story.
Come to think of it; there is no background music,no nasty silence when something bad is gonna happen,no creepy narration,no monsters,no ghosts.
The funny thing is a LOT is happening. People behaving differently ; you behaving differently. One moment you hate someone , the next - well , err....not love but not hate either. A story , how do i put it , needs a bit of twists and turns. Something that makes it worth telling. A story needs to be crazy.!
And NO all stories needn't have a love element ( full of heartburn's and 'strong' men who do cry). I would have termed 'em as losers but i guess i don't have the required 'qualification'. It would kinda be like a Manchester united fan speaking of sportsmanship.!. Go figure.

So, do you make up a story ........or is a there a story and you haven't seen it as one.

The day does start with enough excitement -
6:45 - out of the apartment.
6:48 - a call to a friend asking the current position of the company bus.
And depending upon the answer - a jog or a frantic run to catch it.
6:49 and a few milliseconds either way I'm in the bus and calling my other friend to notify him that the bus is headed towards his stop.
And then it comes to you. Slowly at first and then its all consuming........sleep.........


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Draft auto saved. Whoever designed this decent little feature at blogger deserves a mention.!
When I started writing this blog some three months back, the time must have been around 2:30 A.M. And as it turned out I never finished , leave alone publish it. By the time I fell asleep in the blog ,I very nearly did so while writing it to. Perhaps the very mention of sleep did the trick.
Since then ,at least something has changed!.
No more early morning excitement. I've shifted my base(house) , which means i now have the luxury of waking as late as 8:30 !.
What other excitement was there?? ? .. i mean is there ??
wait for it....... still wait for it..... keep waiting .......

There ends the day ..... when i really should have said - there begins my day.

My favorite pastime recently is going on asking people if they can fill out 4 blank pages with they are doing currently or what they have done in the recent past.
Most thankfully have said Yes, some after due consideration. I , rather unfortunately couldn't say Yes.
Perhaps because what i am really thinking is, what I ought to be doing rather than what I'm doing.
so , what ought i be doing ????? hold it right there , that's a discussion I rather not get into. cause i fear i might loose out that argument as well.
Why am i writing out such random mumblings .....maybe so because writing something may help bring out clarity to myself. or perhaps that one day I'll read this and have a laugh by myself.

I really can't think of a subject.!

Seriously, I wish I could classify each year with a suitable subject. The reason I say this is perhaps because my last post came nearly an year back. Perhaps I also reason to myself that this blog would sort off serve as a memoir for myself. Perhaps to kind of help me in telling the 'story' to my kids one day. Perhaps I 'm using the word 'Perhaps' too much.Perhaps.

Not that its just this year that I find hard to recollect. what about the year before? or the one before that????? geez , surely loads of things have happened.! yeah thats for sure.! Perhaps my memory serves me only this well.

So here I am sitting up at near 3 A.M in the morning trying to think of a good subject , a right tagline , for the year that has nearly gone by.......... nothing yet. Before typing out this line let me tell you there was a substantial pause. Yet , no recollections could be made. The grey cells in my brain could have gone black if you know what I mean. The past is always supposed to be glorious ain't it. Or maybe a not so great present makes the past 'oh so glorious'. Future? well , thats a part of speech I rather not delve at the present.

Still nothing. I don't wanna write my memoir about my 'job' or the work I did/do. Don't wanna bore my kids ,do I now.! Thats it!!! The reason perhaps why I'm not able to find a suitable subject is because I hardly never did anything besides work. hmmmm bummer.

Not that I haven't been thinking of late. oh no no no , maybe I am thinking a tad too much. Thinking of what? usually my thoughts are 'oh what was I thinking!!', I think.

As I write this I realize one thing......... I am awesome.!!
Naa...... I just wanted to write that above line for the heck of it. Those having watched the sitcom 'How I met your mother' would easily understand where that come from. Aha , so that is responsible for my current predicament. A sitcom!. Maybe thats the reason i'm sitting here and trying to write this blog in the first place.
Stories to tell my kids , where else would I get this crazy idea from anyways.
or maybe I am writing this because I might forget the present in the future.Do I have a weak memory ??? quite frankly I simply don't remember!!!!.