The war is on. What war? The comment’s war. My friend invited my family on lunch but he never confirmed the plan last Saturday so one of my family members posted a comment on his wall on Facebook. My friend asked me & my family to start a war on comments & which ever party wins in the end, their choice of food & their choice of location but yes my friend will be paying in both the cases. So the war is on & it will remain till Friday. Last night result was “He is loosing” but lets see. He told me he might be asking a few friends to join the war & I said go ahead. Let’s see how far it goes but it’s really interesting as no one gets hurt in this war. Damn! I’m missing it. Missing what? My “Hurting people” quality.
A cup full of tea is lying on my table in the office & I’m not interested in it. The minute I had my first sip, it tasted like drinking burned coal. So I let it rest there in peace. I still remember there was a time when I was in college, I used to wake up early in the morning & I used to prepare my own breakfast. Egg, bread & tea. Yes! I used to make it well & I used to enjoy it too. I don’t do it anymore but I think I should start preparing tea in the office for the office boy at least so he can taste it & then he might make some good tea in future. Oh GOD! Taunt again. Well! I apologize but the thing is that it’s now a habit of mine. When I write, I try to keep that taunt & funny behavior in my words. Ok! I don’t do it every day but at least I do try.
Yesterday I read a report saying that people with more weight have long lives. It was strange but interesting. So all fat & overweight humans, please stay the way you are. You will live long. More round tummy, more life. I guess now I should forward the link to my elder sister as she is trying to get back in shape & it all started coz of my comments that somehow convinced her. Otherwise later she will blame that I reduced her days of life. “Blame”, a really nice word in stupid English directory. It keeps popping up in my life every day. Sometimes people say I blame & sometimes things are blamed on me. Well! One way or the other, only I’m getting the blame of blaming. Oh GOD! Taunt again… Ok I keep myself quiet for the day…
No comments:
Post a Comment