its been an unproductive day. there is no work at workplace. so i am physically sitting here, fulfilling the necessity of sitting all compulsory hours.
how weird is the world's norms. Very. this is proof.

there is not much to day dream about. this is not the environment. its a sealed over conditioned overly lighted room. how does one's floating energies breathe here, let alone fly? how am i to think out of the box here? and to think that my primary job on work days is to use my brains to the fullest so as to do the job which anyone could do. we do not talk about a job well done. in that respect, maybe the number of people who could do this job, would be very few. so we refrain from meaning that a job done should be a job well done. we only mean, a job done is done.

this is a weird place. this is probably the first thought i get each day. is this to suggest that i am incapable of anything else? no, ofcourse not. this is to only say, that i haven't found any other way to earn money till now. that means while i am capable of doing many things, some of them better than this, i am incapable of converting any of those into gold. or money. so i stick to this.

also next time i get the idealist kick from inside, murder me please. this world does not deserve the agony of having to put up with idealists. even the ones who offer practicality in the package deal. no, we just do not want them. we want normal people only. normal you see. with a belly and all. with gas filled up, not conscience.

also in the pipeline are juicy treats and promised glory. so ten years down the line, a certain 16th day of this month of 2006 would be written on stone. are such my levels of glory? you must be kidding. but well, this is the highest which comes here. like the presidents award. we have this award. very important. very big. who cares if my maid still shouts at me and the neighbor's cat scratches me. i got this.

so while i kick some time by trying the next flavour of tea available in the pantry, why don't you drop the sham and spill the beans...

i am trying to remember what i did on saturday, and how i seem to recollect friday and sunday, but nothing from the day between those....
so while i remember what i can't now, here's the other two days -

friday i went shopping, and window shopped. checked out the new mall, which is nice and different but has the most horrid name 'k magnum hall' in neon lights [that too of the cheap quality]. but it was good checking out 'Guess' and 'Espirit' shops, what a change ...the denim was excellent in 'Guess' and as expected was their price :( . To soothe myself, i decided i can buy a pair /year basis as indulgence [as if the rest of shopping is not but anyways...]. Then had excellent chinese at chung fa which was open. In my years in Pune, i have yet not been able to figure out when this place remains open, for the shutters always seem down to me. But friday was lucky, so i overate, and in my greed, also got the same dish packed as i'd already eaten , to eat at home later. I did eat half of the tub again when i got home only to fill myself to the limit where i started worrying if i was close to throwing up.

Saturday -

Sunday - Woke up desiring pakoras so went to buy veggies, came back and made gobi, baigan pakora and onion rings and ate them. These were excellent. Since sunday was Ind-Eng champions trophy cric match , so their were no other plans but to wait for 2:30pm. Efficiency seemed to be flowing and i decided to 'utilise' the 1 hour i had before the match started to try go about someplace which would give me a haircut even though i had no appointment. I tried a new salon and am very pleased with the results. Rushed home and settled down with the TV on and a book. I cannot watch cric as the only activity. Prepared yummy snack plate of haldiram dal+onions+tomatoes+aaloo+peanuts+lemon. With coke. Again, i think i overate. Watched the match and read for a while and then ate the aaloo parantha [which maid has made in morning] with paneer sabzi. This was yummy. While match hota raha. Book bhi hoti rahi. Had some tea in the evening. Match khatam hote raat ho gayi. Dinner was veggies stir fried and mixed in a quick top ramen. This did it. I had just eaten too much and i have decided to restrain next time.

I now remember what was saturday. Well, a friend's bike which had been left under n's care was to be given for servicing. So, we went to FC road and gave the bike around 1pm. They said to take it at around 5:30pm. So we decided to be outdoors till that time to save making trips home and back and then home. Ate dosas for brunch with Limca [papa ko yaad karke]. Then in the heat, only thing which could be done was hit the movies. Saw back to back shows of 'You, me and Dupree' and 'Flyboys'. Liked both, although Flyboys was nicer. Bike was ready by then. Went home after getting one heart attack per minute in the horrendous traffic. Being a rider is the worst, all you do is sit on the bike and worry who's going to hit you :( I was scared enough to surprise myself.
That was weekend.