Friday, November 19, 2010

The Moody Blues



First off, my apologies to those who missed my blog just because they had nothing better to do than be bemused by my random and pointless thoughts. 

I was missing the action because I had better things to do and frankly,  because I did not have anything interesting to say. One could argue that my previous entries were also dull. To those I will answer in the words which Dr Johnson used to say to the woman who protested against obscene words which appeared in his dictionary — “Ah, I see. But Madam, you are looking for them”.

So let's begin. 

I was in the rotten mood lately. My grouchiness has ticked off many of my friends who thought I was acting like a douche bag. To make things worse I did not care to explain.  But then, they know this is how I am. Like a kid lost in the huge toy shop with few pennies in his pocket. I am sure they will apologize once I tell them my side of story.  After much contemplation, I finally compiled a list of things that resulted in my foul mood. 

  • I was very fascinated by the word 'pseudo-intelligent' until I searched for it in thesaurus only to find that I too am the one.

  • I realized that I can't be too nice for long. I got this realization when I laughed on the face of the super fat girl friend of my best friend. They broke up the same evening.

  • My uncertainty doesn't scare me. And that scares me. Of late, I have been asked many questions for  which my answer was the same every time.

Do you want to settle in US or India?
I don't know.

Where do you see yourself, say after five years down the line?
I don't know.

What is your type of girl?
I don't know.

Why do you not know?
eh, I don't know.

  • I want punk rockers to be thrown out of milky way. Let me sleep.
  • I think I am a narcissist. Just count how may times I have used 'I' in this blog.
  • I fear that my ears are growing every day, and that one day I will look like Frodo, a    hobbit.
  • You think this post is crap? So do I.
  • I demand capital punishment for Rakhi Sawant, and Himesh Reshamiya for torturing our souls.
  • I hate people who write short and precise points in bullets.
  • I don't get excited when Yankees win. In fact I used to think that Yankees is a pop singer.
  • Unlike many, I don't think Sachin is god. I can't imagine a god who is 5'5'' tall (or short!)
  • I see dead people. Nay, I'm kidding.
  • I prefer men to women. Not in a sexual way. 
  • Thank you. I am feeling better already.

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