Reverie Part II

You know it’s NOT your day when…

1. 1. When, of the 4000 odd songs in your playlist, the mp3 player plays ‘Backstreet Boys’. And your friends walk in!
2. When the dhobi misplaces your favourite pair of jeans, the only one that fits! And that jeans has your Rs 200 worth food coupons!
3. When the person, whose monitor you were using, wants it back.
4. When your mouse doesn’t work. And you keep getting headshots after headshots in counter-strike.
5. When you play some horrible football with the ball hardly ever going to the place it is supposed to.
6. When, while playing Scotland Yard, you can go anywhere you feel like, and you chose a path that leads to nowhere! And before you even know it, you are deservedly caught. Horrible!

You know it IS Your day when…

1. When you pass the football in no-man’s land and hope the player gets to it. And the player gets to it! And has a shot at goal as well!
2. It rains! And you have the whole road for yourself. :)
3. When your Di reads the blog and says its not bad!
4. When you get hold of Gulaal soundtarck. And it is as amazing as you thought it would be!
5. When your fan gets fixed, making the Rajasthani summer a bit more bearable. Not to mention the rain!
6. When you win your team a couple of rounds in counter-strike and are not too far off the leader.
7. When you set the new 2 new high scores on your friend’s mobile phone game. And in the process almost double the previous one!
8. “Wish you were here”, the song by Pink Floyd, being played on the mp3 player, which is set in shuffle mode, when writing this blog entry.

But you still have this nagging feeling. Everything is not what it seems. And all this will lead to nowhere. Does it ruin the day? Should it? Perhaps. But there is hope still. And that is never a bad thing. And the day is still good!

A happy weekend to all.

Cheers

Jais

Kashmiriiiiiiiiiii

Hello world! my 5 post in don’t know how many days or hours. i can see the excitement waning. But this is exam time. and i don’t feel like studying… anythings possible. this stupid blog might just survive!

Read somewhere that blogging is when you don’t have to say anything but you say it anyway. that’s true. i don’t have to say anything as of now. And i seriously doubt i ever will.

However, the present dilemma is whether to go out for food to Kashmiri. Amazing non-veg. not that i am a hardcore non-veggie. i prefer the position of being a non-veg who prefers veg. i doubt such a position exists. What to do what to do…

chalo, will fill this stupid blog with nothing later on. now its time to contemplate.

Cheers

Jai

Update!

Well, i did indeed go to Kashmiri yesterday. A dhaba near the railway station. and what amazing non-veg food. the chicken was awesome. The Kima fry was mindboggingly amazing. A bit on the spicier side, but i do find everything a bit spicy. Dahi (Curd) was the best; delicious, rich, creamy and uniformly thick.  One can go there just for the cud!

We have this policy of no compromise on food. And that’s the thing with kashmiri, there’s never any question of compromise. The place changes the definition of hogging. I was so full by the end of it that i couldn’t have an ice cream. (actually, i did… but that was a BIG mistake. shouldn’t have had it.) Overall, amazing non-veg food. worth every penny. Came to about 100 Rs per head. Not bad for the kind of hogging we do.

Cheers

Jais