Should i title this ?

Time 12.57pm
Date : Nov 5,09
Location : Office ,,name confidential in public dashboards
Activity : Idlilism currently

Interests: Non philanthropist

Have you heard of the famous quote "When you feel you dont have anything to do, its just that you have lots of invisible inventable things to do ".You might have not, cos i have quoted it just right away...hehe master bounce!
Now common ,am not in a mood of preaching wisdom nor i got nuts, hmm may be I ? My state is normal with perfect temparature,wits under control,brain cells greying in perfect preposition, skin glowing with my daily discoveries, heart is full with confusing thoughts, conscience doing whatever it wants to do without any notification to mind.Sounds normal!

I have discovered my vocal chords are ringing more than normal these days.I used to feel young anyday but these days its been like 4 to 5 years younger.No i havent discovered anti-ageing formula to snatch and run for a nobel.Its just am getting extensively extrovert with my humour lights on.Yes, the past month i have blabbering, mushing in digging my school,childhood, college funtimes ,stupid times, things not well proud off to a new friend.I discovered i was'nt bad at all in striking a good conversation.Welcome to my new conversationalist partner ,,i hope this would surprise you ,but i keep my promise of blogging dedication ,,Chamka ?

Days are passing fast boring monotonous comment from me suppose and hey i gonna get older again..never mind child I have my set of hair colors and natural coloring fundas.Did i get to the destination of sacrificing my spinsterhood,is it all over.Oh god ! why is the whole world more interested in me getting hooked ,than my moma who is kinda chilled out having goodtime with her companion at home.We girls are making it big teasing ,fighting ,cooking and discussing about big boss and perfect bride of small screen.I think here we people have uncurable physicological disorder which is to think whats happening in others courtyard,look we are inborn scoop journos.No wonder we have news channel with more than half the time picking on silly lives of others or raising eyebrows on mundane ,keeping the national topic at the bay. The other day mr.buddakusat ,my neighbour was wondering when will i get married, no wonder we never miss to discuss the new rose flower or the dozens of coconuts grown in my garden, he is concerned to update his obnoxiously silly mind with curious happenings at my place.Haa people shouldnt be idle after retirement ,they get mad for every other sound in the neighbourhood.He called my mom for daily snap shot of who came in the car.Whats your plans india ki US.Give me a break mr grey hair.
So thoughts ,thoughts so many thoughts.It never had been easy to make a decision for me.Is it black or red ,chilly chicken or prawns fry, indian or western , diet or treadmill.I take peace in blaming it on my sunsign ,recently read in some unscrupulous astroprediction webpage ,which is kinda common with me that aquarians due to the curse of the planet Uranus, the ruler are indecisive, confused species.Now, where should i complain about planet Uranus spunky acts and god knows what wackiest thing it might have done to get the curse for billion poor souls like me , this is reference to impersonation of the planets to indian gods in the so called heaven, devthas and apsaras in colletion with gods and devils ,,giving us numerous stories.Its believed every planet god has got curse or divinity depending on there deed ,now this is oceanic saga which you can never get through it ..Anyways,as i love peace i would not be in his bad books(well i already picked on him enough) for him to show his powers on me,sorry take light Uranus lets be good pals till you piss me again.

Hey missed on one stance, Eddy pinged me from Germany.Nice to talk to him after 2 long years.Wondering who could be this.No he is not an add on my options or my self created obnoxious list.He was my onshore counter part back in Zurich.Killer looks with blue eyes ,spiked hair cool chap.I stepped that day, bogged with umpteen thoughts,fear pumping my heart.New place,first time abroad and the immensely hipped image of the clients about there coldness and particularity back home which is baseless.I felt tiny around those blocks of knowledge.There comes Ms.Connie ,honey dripped hello it was, warm welcome and sweet talks .She was a lady of matter.Cute,neatly dressed in her creamy skirts and stockings introduced me to this hunk.Edgar schwarzar ,never managed to get that right.So did he.I was SWAHHTIEH for them.No, i didnt fall for this white skinned ,neither i got swept for a moment.Thing was ,the charm of those people shown towards me ,the friendliness kept them in a corner of my mind always.Edgar was supposed to give me knowledge transition which was the reason of tension for me, i felt i should hit the web every night to brush the new skills not to look stupid ,pretending that infact am an expertise who was all the way sponsored to get in there realm .I gotta take the baby project harness it ,squeeze it ,swallow the defects and motherly caress it back to india .Do i sound an emotional techie who is taking too much on the project support as a baby.Sometimes i overdo i know ! Luckily he was so cool and the transition sessions were namesake.He was clever cat, just got it right that i was intelligent enough to manage to learn the system myself.Transitions turned to coffe chats ,how cool can it get say dudes.Relieved me! So for the records the transitions happened but locations switched mostly to cafeteria ,talking about the cultures,the lands ,the cuisines,the relations,the clothes and my self prepared lunch .He liked the aloo parata and freaked out at the hotness of the tomato curry . Eddy once got astonished that arrange marriages happen in India with his blue eyes popping and eyebrows toasting up ,poor chap would have fainted if i would have told that in some places bride is shown after marriage. you don believe too.Comon yes it happened guys and that too to my collegue from US office who was the onsite manager in my other project at pune.He was settled in US and was rushed in disguise to see his home town.He found himself eeky when he gotta discover that the next day is his wedding.Unquestionably it went on as planned as it usually happen in the other faith,got it !Huh, the conversation specialist that i pose i am,I know am infectious that way or can bore guys to death.People tend to open up with there lives.Eddy just shown his tinytot pick ,his 3yr old kid.Cute,father son duo skeying in alps.The kid was like red tomato.He said he is the one from his ex girlfriend ,was excited about the weekend.This weekedn its father kid reunion and outing is planned with surprise for the kiddo planned.I felt kids are so distributed between seperated couples.I atonce felt the comon syndrome of west is not so common in our so called ageold land.Better its still developing and let it be developing nation only for some substantial rules which we have for good.
Oh ya again flashback is pouring in and that too i digged in so much.Now the actual thing was ,he pinged me the other day.Felt so nice talk to Eddy.He said Alex grown into big boy ,started goin to school and yet again he got seperated with his 3rd girlfriend.Huh it just reminded me his words where he said ,I would never marry as Marriage is expensive affair in Germany.I would not loose thousands on euros on it ,whats the need of getting married.Ya right you need'nt he is happily crossed three bridges and one egg hatched already out to school.So Edgar turned the bottle towards me , was asking about my status which made me hit my mind hard.I said am not yet married.He reiterated that its good you are single and happy lady as a free birdie. Chat ended with a invition to me back to Germany someday.Is god listening to his prayers ,,oops wishes:-p

Lifes passing in its pace,no new startling experiences to animate my wists out.I am idle and getting payed .So tried to plan some exercises of body and mind.Mind thing was succesful and body plan flunked with no oddle of sweat this week, lazy bug turned to lazy pig.The body engagement with such a solid plan of good activities got on rocks.So the evil creeped in and soon i glued to a new fiction book to please my mind.In all this i was'nt bothered to get caught live in office swimming in the fiction more than 60% of my time ,rest am hadly on my desk...ergonomics to be followed ,take breaks be healthy ,am firm believer of such good things you see.So shamelessly, i feel myself flaunting it on my soft lap under the desk.Its the book blessed my me ,haha.I could think of writing a review of it but wait let me allow it to sink in and afloat the end vistoriously.Folks around wondering am i geek preparing for some serious exams reading my comprehensions.Well not bad to fool them around right.So ya evil is ats best yes i said.Great am at good pace,i see myself locking it up very soon in the cupboard never to be opened again.Its lucky kid,getting my attention this time,every damn best seller never worked with me ,got dumped by me halfway.So i never dare to tell reading is my hobby ever and never.Else books would sue me for sure :)

Ya thats it ,these are bits of not so happening stories for the week.Wondering ,why do i attempt to write blog when i know i cant hit on a intellectual topic.This sounds me like a personal dairy published intentionally.Well, its ok as i know very few would be hitting on my colorful dark page.I had to write ,felt this is nice thing to get engaged.Do I sound hopelessely jobless ! Continuing the titbits, this week i bitched about my idiotic TL to my team mates ,invented with a nice name TALIBAN to him,so apt i say .He would have made it in the first ranker among them.Never ever mess ,he is sickly unhygenic pig ,loiterring like a mad stern goose ,staring at your every move blankly ,riding a honda city argues modestly that he is pauper. People get sick when other think they are happy and well off,they come out with funny dialogues to hide themselves with peoples bad eye .My team counters if you say you are a begger , I pray god that every beggar should be like you ,slapstick it was mellowed the taliban zipping his dirty mouth .People like the name and spilled there smiles,good i could string upon peoples funny bones.God bless these creatures in this mad project where people are entrapped in self imposed never smile attitude.It never got so difficult for me to create a lighter backdrop ever before, this gang is madly sick, i need to get out of this ASAP.I wonder how can anybody live with determination of not smiling,stupids feel they would loose there deligent image of being superiors.At the otherend ,am so happily stupid to smile even some body pulls my leg ,calls me with not so happening names or everyother day picks on me.Quotes you laugh at your own PJs.Is somebody listening :) ?

AM i leaving you abruptly,but well its the closure of the week,weekend boomed in already.Shuttle time ticking on,closed all Instant message windows already.Great weekend greetings also exchanged.The blog sleeps here.Let it dream and sneak me into another day !
Time 6.28pm

Date : Nov 6,09

Activity : Multi facet syndrome,,chatting n bloggin at the same time,chaio !