Friday, January 1, 2010


Happy New Year folks. May you all have a great year ahead.

So, what did you do today? Must have been out with friends/spouse/family… Victoria, Esplanade, Park Street, South City Mall, blah..blah..blah… I was at home, sitting all day long on a couch, much like a couch potato. I opened my eyes at 10 in the morning, only to find heaps of New Year messages on my cell phone.  Today’s a Black out day, so couldn’t reply to any. I had to come online to reply to their messages from the internet.
The rest of the day, I got horribly bored. Nobody could have a portion of their valuable time dedicated to me. Most of my friends were out with their counterparts, and I had lost count of the number of times I had to answer questions like, “Why don’t you go out with your girl?” (As if I wouldn’t have gone out if I had the opportunity). A few of my friends had their plans already made with other friends, and they were like, “Why didn’t you tell me before? I would have cancelled this one.” (Please. Get a life!) So here I am, writing my first post on my blog, for the sole reason that I don’t have any other work to do apart from pissing you off with my tales (You are free to go to some other page if you want.
It was 4 in the afternoon when these people (my family that is) came out with a ‘brilliant’ idea of going out. Venue: Esplanade. Reason: Phuchka! Can you beat it? Going to Esplanade all the way from Howrah only for Phuchka! I was pissed off all the more. I refused to go out. Somehow, the desire to hang out had died down within me. By this time, one of my friends asked me if I’d go out on a movie tomorrow. What’s wrong with our going out today? He said he’s busy with some bullshit people around him even though he didn’t want to join them. Wow! How cool an excuse! If you really didn’t want to join them, you wouldn’t have gone out. Your weren’t at a gunpoint. Now my dear reader, you’d think I’m selfish, I’m jealous. I ain’t really selfish, but yes, I’m jealous. Imagine yourself sitting alone at home doing nothing when the world around you, even your dumb neighbor, is partying hard. Imagine yourself sitting alone at home with no one to talk to, for they are too preoccupied and SMS charges are very high. I guess even you’d have felt the same as I’m feeling now.
I guess I’ve spoken too much. So much for now. Time to get into some more boredom. Keep visiting this page in future (if u really want to read, or whenever you suffer from a boredom-syndrome like me).



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  2. hey dats, why wait 4 som1 2 com & pull u up! i dont mean 2 b a crowd i defintly mean 2 b 1 2 back urslf up! man, evry1 cn spnd a strawberry-tym n crowds. bt fw cld b a treat 4 ownslf. spheres of lyf chngs.........& tym'll com whn thse'll b mere it has bn 4rm ppl who knows 2 mek evry moment goldn spnt wth ownslf...'ll nevr lif on memories....THN ALSO THEY'LL B LIVNG THEIR LYF!!!