Say Goodbye

Its time to write another page

And let go of our yesterdays

We've had our fights

And we've shared our lives

We've all but said what was needed to be said

No one knows where next is gonna be

But we can see where we have been

With the late night talks

That made us feel on top

Where some of us won and some of us lost

Guess its time to say

Say goodbye

Say goodbye

We've had a love and hate

With everybody's fate

But its all good its all worth the wait

The judges frown

With their dirty little crowns

But the song of life

You keep writing it down

A pat on the back

And a feather to the hat

Who cares about your dirty secrets

No one knows where next is gonna be

But we can see where we have been

Guess its time to say

Say goodbye

Say goodbye

A Very Different Day !

Yesterday we had an assignment where we had to reach Kothrud, and earn as much money as we could and return back to college. All this without spending any money, or using any form of personal conveyance.

Fun? Yes.

Easy? No.

After hitching a ride from 3 different people, we finally reached Kothrud. Palna and I started scouting around for jobs everywhere including a petrol pump, a Ford dealership, a couple of local shops and eating joints and even flower vendors before we finally managed to strike a deal with a restaurant called 4 Seasons. We had to help set up the morning tables, take orders from the customers and serve them. We worked for slightly longer than an hour and managed to earn Rs.100. In between we also had a brief stint at the kitchen where we had to chop vegetables and fruits to make a salad plate. That was the most fun thing I've done since I joined my college!

At about 1430 we decided that we should venture out and try more stuff. But as luck would have it, everybody either had a Manager or a CEO, to whom we had to speak to first. We started feeling a little low as we had managed to make only Rs.100 and were still roaming around in search of a job. I was even thinking about offering my services to the local cops to fight crime, but Palna wasn't too happy with the idea.

So, yet again we hitched a ride, this time to this place called Null stop. We thought we would just roam around in search of some way to earn money. I met a friend of mine over there who incidentally had his guitar with him at that time. So the only natural thing we could think of doing was to start playing and start entertaining! We sat outside one of the coffee shops and started singing and playing! We realized we were quite good entertainers as more and more students dropped by and started to sing along! Some of them put cash. Some didn't. All in all it was good fun!

In total, we managed to earn a mere Rs 250, but it was good fun and an incredible experience too. Something I would be more than happy to do again!

A Cute Epidemic?

So I sat down this afternoon prepared to write the greatest post of all time, you know, in that way I have, when all of a sudden I became extremely worried about the mental state of women everywhere.

For the second time in two days, from two different countries, a woman told me I looked cute.

Cute.

I have never looked cute. Not even as a little boy did I look cute. Adorable , sure, in a ruggedly handsome little boy way, but never cute.

And while I may need a haircut in some people's opinion, my long thick, glossy flowing locks most certainly do not make me look cute.
That is of course, unless you consider a pirate clinging to the crows nest in a hard wind to be cute.It most definitely would not be on my list of descriptive words though.

No, obviously I have given this a lot of thought, you know, in that way I have, and I have come to what can only be the only conclusion...

There is something seriously wrong with women in North America. I'm just afraid that this condition may go global. I have pondered this, you know, in that way I have, and I have been unable to determine if it is an eyesight problem, or perhaps the complete inability to select the proper adjective when needed.

Nor have I been able to ascertain how they both could have caught this scary disease, or condition.One is in California, the other in Canada, neither has been within a thousand miles of each other. I'm thinking, it must be airborne.Some germlike thing floating through the sky just looking for another female to attack. Seeking yet another female, to skewer her reality and make her think I look cute.

Either way, this is serious. Once again I am very very happy to be a male.

Even if I've never been a cute one.

Photographs...

Why I Think Women Rock

After my long hiatus from the blog world, I have finally decided to write something substantial.This one is for all the ladies...and in a way, for the guys as well...

1. It's Biblical. Adam got sad and lonely and so God made him a partner, enter WOMAN!! She completed man and brought forth children onto the earth, which brings me to my next point...

2. Not a SINGLE ONE OF US would be here if it weren't for women. You don't even really need to have a man present to have a kid anymore. Science has given us the ability to replace that part of the equation, but they have yet to replace the best damned incubator on the face of the planet...

3. Yes it's creepy, and gross, but they can bleed for a week and not die !!

4. Women work more than men. Now before you guys raise your eyebrows, think about it. Who says yes to you when you propose, goes through all the paperwork to change her name on her drivers license, Passport etc. who has the kid, nurses it, weans it, feeds it (most of the time), cleans it (again, most of the time), clothes it, kisses its boo boos better, helps it get ready for prom/first date, and still finds time to cook, clean, love her husband and have a career (again, generalization)?

5. Women have made more advances than men for their gender. They went from repressed, dominated weaklings, to burning bras, gaining the right to vote, fighting for and serving our country, and even running it! We have Women Chiefs of Police, Fire Marshals, Chief Justices, Presidents, Speakers for the House, Scientists, and in any other job you can imagine.

6. They're pretty and boys like it.

7. They are strong. I mean, have you ever messed with a kid in front of his mom? I did ONCE and I got chewed out, and when I got home, I got my butt whooped by my mom, and it hurt WAY worse than my dad's spankings.

8. Women are also soft. They can be hard ass career minded kick ass bitches, but at the end of the day, they do like to cuddle and talk and ease their stress, and our stress...which again leads to ...

9. They are loving. Every women, no matter how tough, has that one person that she loves more than anyone else and will sacrifice for even up to her life to make happy.

10. Boobs. ( I know! Kinda mood killer after those last too paragraphs, but they don't look good on guys. Be proud of your racks ladies!)

Do you agree with this list? Why do you think women rock?

Ladies, why do YOU think YOU rock?