"Relative"-ity

Havent bloggd for a few days now...wasnt worthwhile....client meets..bad sun at gurgaon on a saturday morning...sunday was "relatively".Why the long hair??whats with the goatee??Whats with the style??I wore a shirt and torn keds to the venue...what else do you expect?
Caught up with a lotta cousins...kids I tell you..I ended up blurting out that I wanted to marry this cute lil girl, all of 5 years. Poor girl cried her guts out the whole day...Marriage seems to be a bad idea across all age groups I guess....
Was quite windy outside yesterday night...Its never windy inside a car....I wandered back home at 12 in the night.Was pelting in the morning today as I stood under a tree getting soaked in a TShirt that said "I was an Atheist till I realised I was God"...Ironies...
Today is a holiday...I am in office..ironies conitnue...
The goldfish is still circling the bowl...thats what I saw in the morning...Guess they must be masters at Geometry by now...
Maggi and Samosas...and concepts...Exist...Exit..Exactly...Existence??its gotta be somethin in the Maggi.Laters...

Yaaawn....

Blogging...[yawn]...yep..I was saying...[scratch scratch]...This is getting extremely tedious.Keeping this up everyday is going to be an uphill task but I am going to give it a shot.
Dint blog yesterday,update time...stupid client meet who came up with some trapshit...totally useless...anyways,working on the jazz that he wanted.Som stepped in and stayed over yesterday...bumped into sam as well...Som.sam.sap.soap.sip.slippin...
Sleepy and bored.got to read some King.bro's results comin out tomorow I guess...then he steps into my ditch.And then??Long time to think about that one...could use some cola right now.Goldfish seems demented...gotta try the chicken chilli balls.Party at Big Chill or Crown Plaza...Choices....It rained today..stormed..trees gone,loads of 'em.
Jaipur blasted out yesterday.5 of 'em.Sad shit.China rocked to an earthquake....over 9G's feared dead.What bout the 'lympics??Sad indeed.
Laters....

Sunscreen...

Why do people possibly need sunscreen??What if 21st December 2012 is the last day for the planet?Will the Commonwealth games happen?Who the heck possibly blogs on weekends?

I am not hungry for a change.Neither is my goldfish.I still am wondering what to call it. I had named the previous one Limp Bizkit cuz it had a red cap. This has one too..Limp Bizkit V2.0??.

Gotta think harder.Am losing my creativity to tupenny clients.Have to fight it out...

Lunch sucked.I need a new guitar.Weekend was chinese food in Punjabi oil. A metro ride with little consequence. Should I have taken up the job in Calcutta, would I like fish??Food for thought.Mekaal Hassan is swell.Everyone ought to hear it once.

For the people who commented, thanks a lot. I am not the only guy who scribbles away inconsequently. Or maybe with consequence. Keep commenting. I like the attention.And I will return the favour.If I am not hungry that is...

Chicken heavyweight...

This post is not for veggies.I am hungry again.The gold fish survived starvation.Tons of work.Teleconferencing.I smell betrayal, but its too early to comment. I ccould do with a chicken heavyweight. For the ignorant, its a pizza from Slice Of Italy.My forecast says am arguing over a point which doesnt even matter...
Do you know what are airchecks??They are archives of Radio Shows gone past.Pasta was great last night.Got to edit. Got to get back on the job.Got to get a life...
Its Maggi time.I feel my brain turning into noodles...

Rumble...

I am a creative writer. Thats my job. I get paid for thinking. So do you.But then, I get paid for voicing my thoughts. Do you? I dont think so. Orkut, Facebook ,music, scribbles...I am hungry right now. The house is dirty. The goldfish looked hungry the last time I saw it. Got to clean up the kitchen as well. Freakin' headphones havent been working, got to get it fixed...
I have to write some creative stuff for people who are going to spend lakhs doing commercials on radio. I do this everyday. Its routine. Wish it was a little less hotter. I am still hungry. I could have taken up the job in Kolkata. But then it wasnt worth I guess. Or maybe it was. I really would love to speak a foreign language. Wouldnt be a bad idea visiting the Taj over the weekend. Words on my fingertips, food on my mind....Period.

Recipe for Disaster...

Why am I starting a blog?Perhaps I have reached a point in life where sitting idle is actually turning out to be boring.It no more is one of the happier pastimes that I had at one point.Blogging from office?Yes. Planning to get fired by doing so?Negative.Discretion is the name of the game. Today, on the 8th of May, I make an effort yet again to start a blog(Probably the third) and continue it for the times to come. This is not a "dear diary" or "can-I-kill myself" accounting. This is far more random. Oh yes, this sure is going to get random. Tidbits from my life, words I like, hates, desparations, flippances. Arbid. Irrational. Let the games begin....