Trip to home brings out my funny side. Yes,I do have a funny side.
So no matter what you naysayers say,I am so not going to be detracted/discouraged.
As the brave white knight who makes his way through,fights the princess,defeats her and wins
the dragons heart I tread again on this perilous journey.
Writing something funny.Not something sad/motivating/inspiring/arbit stuff I usually write.
And nothing is as funny as traveling back home on a friday night.
One has a lot of things to look forward to. Rather I had a lot of s*** to handle.
Classes,downright depressing 2 hours of staring at problems that if solved would help
well,nobody,top it up with calls from concerned friends if I was okay ( euphemism galore,go figure what they said ),getting stuck up in a protracted meeting for a duration where all those theories of time & space
seem to get caught up in the meeting itself.
Highlights/Reasons for the trip...
1)Friends getting married for no apparent reason.
2) Going through the whole excruciating process of poojas and ceremonies after promising
to you that it would be a simple court affairs followed by high tea ( well, this should be counted as
funny,and from now on consider this
3) Taking a cycle rickshaw to travel from point A to B ( that was kind of given right?? but then I am doing my MBA right??) .
Now I am pretty uncomfortable with this particular mode of transport. Apart from the fact that most of them were purchased and being used since 1925,and frankly with the few extra grams I have
generated ( with great difficulty ) as a part of an extensive dietary and exercise regime I have been following for quite some time now,its a little difficult for me to fit in that space.
And once that poor soul starts pulling the rickshaw,even though I know my weight is not the problem I feel bad. Its like I am some "rule the village an iron fist" guy from black and white Indian movies.
4) Now I know you have not read my earlier escapades adventures ( which are extremely boring to the extent
of being hazardous to public health and sanity,so avoid anyways ) but the means I take to reach Jaipur are getting disastrous to say the least.From hitching a ride in an Innova with driving catching some sleep during the trip ( and trying so hard to get me killed ) to this time when I had to resort to Rajasthan roadways bus where "We the people" just don't get believe that seat for 3 is meant only for 3,may be 4 or 5 but not 6...definitely not 6.And that too with luggage,sir,absolutely no sir. I understand that you would get down after 2 hours but my lungs and all need some ridiculously useless things,air and all,geesh!!
Anyways...I had a lot to say,but then its 4 15 AM and I have a wedding to attend..ya,same guy,who after promising court proceedings is going the Suraj Barjatya way...Ham apke hain kaun types...phew...sobbb
So no matter what you naysayers say,I am so not going to be detracted/discouraged.
As the brave white knight who makes his way through,fights the princess,defeats her and wins
the dragons heart I tread again on this perilous journey.
Writing something funny.Not something sad/motivating/inspiring/arbit stuff I usually write.
And nothing is as funny as traveling back home on a friday night.
One has a lot of things to look forward to. Rather I had a lot of s*** to handle.
Classes,downright depressing 2 hours of staring at problems that if solved would help
well,nobody,top it up with calls from concerned friends if I was okay ( euphemism galore,go figure what they said ),getting stuck up in a protracted meeting for a duration where all those theories of time & space
seem to get caught up in the meeting itself.
Highlights/Reasons for the trip...
1)Friends getting married for no apparent reason.
2) Going through the whole excruciating process of poojas and ceremonies after promising
to you that it would be a simple court affairs followed by high tea ( well, this should be counted as
funny,and from now on consider this
3) Taking a cycle rickshaw to travel from point A to B ( that was kind of given right?? but then I am doing my MBA right??) .
Now I am pretty uncomfortable with this particular mode of transport. Apart from the fact that most of them were purchased and being used since 1925,and frankly with the few extra grams I have
generated ( with great difficulty ) as a part of an extensive dietary and exercise regime I have been following for quite some time now,its a little difficult for me to fit in that space.
And once that poor soul starts pulling the rickshaw,even though I know my weight is not the problem I feel bad. Its like I am some "rule the village an iron fist" guy from black and white Indian movies.
4) Now I know you have not read my earlier escapades adventures ( which are extremely boring to the extent
of being hazardous to public health and sanity,so avoid anyways ) but the means I take to reach Jaipur are getting disastrous to say the least.From hitching a ride in an Innova with driving catching some sleep during the trip ( and trying so hard to get me killed ) to this time when I had to resort to Rajasthan roadways bus where "We the people" just don't get believe that seat for 3 is meant only for 3,may be 4 or 5 but not 6...definitely not 6.And that too with luggage,sir,absolutely no sir. I understand that you would get down after 2 hours but my lungs and all need some ridiculously useless things,air and all,geesh!!
Anyways...I had a lot to say,but then its 4 15 AM and I have a wedding to attend..ya,same guy,who after promising court proceedings is going the Suraj Barjatya way...Ham apke hain kaun types...phew...sobbb
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