Why Monday Sucks!

Monday, AH! that horrible day when you realise your dreamy weekend is over and you're up for another 5 days of mental torture in school/college/work. Nevertheless we all have to face it and we courageously march towards our study place. Not to forget the previous day's hangover, sleeping late night even though knowing how you might be treated by the sunlight in the morning, then regretting it the next day. But we surely won't change will we?

Catch the metro, sleep yet again. Okay, we reach college. Plod our feet till classroom. Realise it is going to be a horrible sleepy lecture. Nevertheless, you don't have an option of bunking it coz your attendance is so minute that even god can't save you, you blabber something and enter the classroom. To your surprise, you've entered very late, teacher looks at you as if you've been caught for drugs, ignores you. You have no option but to enter the class. Your friend says, " Aur bete, kahan tha ab tak? " to which you murmur "metro mein dance kar raha tha, paise mil rahe the, tu kyun nahi aaya? ". The whole time in the class, you either sleep or text someone, texting can be done even to people as close as a metre to you because you have to maintain pin drop silence, and i personally have never encountered a pin drop after silence. It is very important to take the window seat, otherwise you'll end up getting kicked out of the class. Window seats are phenomenal, you get to relish the view! Teacher laughs, you laugh, not because of the joke, but you know why ;-) . You complain and complain, to yourself, rot in hell. I think class can be compared to hell, you get air conditioner atleast, plus you can walk out any moment you want.

Teacher taught you something, everything just passes way over your head . Sudden silence, everyone's quiet. You look towards the teacher, and yes the teacher's grinning nastily at you, you can visualise his evil horns and him snorting. Next moment you're being scolded for what you did, i.e. not paying attention. Sometimes i just wish we could earn attention so that they could be given in such needy hours.

Finally an hour is over, the teacher goes, utters some rubbish you don't even bother to listen. You gasp and breathe deeply in like a fish freshly taken out of the water struggling for air. Phew! Another teacher enters. Same saga continues.

You finally get a chance you relax, go to the canteen eat and drink something. This part is something i take full advantage of. But what the heck! it's over so soon :/ . You're back to classes, though sometimes practicals which can be fun. Yes, you get to leave early, play as much with the apparatus, talk as much as you want.

Finally college torture ends. Back to home, late evening. Day was so horrible, you've got nothing to do but lurk around and talk to ancient acquaintances about your day. You get to know their day went far better than yours. Your body aches, but most of all your mind burns. You go and sleep like kumbhakaran.

What a day isn't it?

OHHH MAH GAWD!!

A catchy title no? :P This post is dedicated to all wannabes out there. When the dictionary was made, or rather when english was made, it didn't come with terms and conditions. There are 3 kinds of people:

a) Who use proper english. Who actually start a sentence with a capital letter. Who put full stops after every line. Who right perfect!

b) Who use proper english but don't use punctuation marks. Who don't really care about making it look presentable, which according to me is acceptable.

c) Then there are these people, 'wannabes' twisting and turning and making crap out of a sentence or a word. It is like they literally raped the word.

I can't do anything but laugh at them. I mean PEOPLE! you have been given the gift of speaking english, please use it the way you normally do. But why would anyone listen to me ;-) . Only if people did, world would be so perfect that fairy tales would blush.

I should confess, i was a wannabe, maybe 20% wannabe. I never wrote obnoxious things though :) i merely wrote z after some words. Ok i accept that was stupid, but then we write what we see and what we hear.

After lots of contemplating, i realised these so called wannabes only try to show-off. Their means of showing off are usually social networking sites. HAHA at facebook! The chat has made them very famous.

Some common words used by wannabes and their description by me:

1) Lolzzzzzz- Wasn't Himesh Reshammiya enough, that you people had to come with extra zzzzzz. Probable they were inspired by Himesh, found him hot? NOT! Dude, its LOL!

2)Mah- i just want to ask them, WHY? is mah any cooler than my? afro-americans have that slang, you think you can copy them? Why not copy cooler stuff like their dance, their attitude, their dressing sense! Mah this Mah that! utter rubbish :| .

3)Yo- i would like to clear this, yo not as in yo wala yo! its the you wala yo. Another american accent copy. People won't get enough of this.

4) Gawd/Dawg- just a small interchange of letters and dawg becomes gawd. I wish such people could just vanish from Earth. Stupid people :P .

5)Lawl- okay, i don't understand one thing, when LOL was made to shorten laughing out loud, would lawl mean laughing and whining loud? I mean , slang to another abbreviation! WOW, height of joblessness it shows.

6)adding zzzzzz to every word that ends with s- like friendzzz, lifezzzz, sometimes even wowz! This doesnt seem enough for them, 'coz' they are so YO COOL man :P .

7)YAP/YO/Yups- favourite words for yes. I like Yo, okay sounds cool but when used in excess sounds very irritating.

8) ol- a small word used for another small word all. Next time they might want to shorten is to zzzz? Is that coming? :P

9)babezzzzz/ dudezzzz- zzzz again, their favourite! babeh! dude man! these are soo Cool man :P yes! ultra cool isn't it? Get over it people.

10)i dun noe- not even i dunno, its a cooler 3 word, I dun noe. Dun? Noe? is it too hard writing one letter more to make a perfect sentence? Lazy enough to push that small button provided to you? Remove that button now, you're misusing it :P .

These were just the words, now typical way of them speaking. When you meet them , you try running away as much as possible, but how far can you go? Eventually they catch you, suck your blood, leave you like you came with no brains. Their voice suddenly automatically becomes heavier, they walk like studs, and say Hey yaar,SUP? Oops! you're in deep trouble, you don't know what to say, thanks to samsung you can activate fake calling. Non-samsung users get a blow in their face, they can't do anything. Blah Blah aur kya chal raha hai, blah blah ye kiya wo kiya? blah blah. You just say i got to go and run away, run like a ninja.

Wannabes wear excessive cool stuff, like bands, piercings at awkward places, boring tattoos. I am not saying people with piercings and tattoos are wannabes, but definitely some wannabes have fake ones, and stupid ones, you realise that as soon as you seem them. They wear fake 'branded' t-shirts. Not to forget, their uber cool hairstyle! Nothing wrong in having a good hairtstyle, but over-doing it? Na :/ .

Too much about wannabes? Think again, are you one? Too cool to be one? Sudhar jao bacchon, abhi bhi time hai :D . Otherwise you'll end up talking like this:

I wanna be kewl mahn! I wanna talk shizzzz(shit) to mah friends. I wanna thenk yewww people , for making meh too populah(self obsessed)! Thenk yeww peeplezzz.Heppy reading to ol ov yeww. lolzzz. Buh-byezzzzzz. mwaahzzz.

Cravings. part 1

As my title suggests, i have certain cravings, not too sure about how I can achieve them but nevertheless cravings are cravings :P . I wish I had a genie grant me 3 wishes. So I would wish the 3rd wish to be another infinite wishes. I don't know why Aladin was so lucky, I am in much more need, and frankly Aladin didn't even use his wishes properly :/ . Loser i say!

Here is a list of some of my cravings, that is my first part. Will add more as time passes by and something lures me:

1. I want a gigantic laptop, i don't care about the size, umm okay the screen should be 21" atleast! I am a movie buff and an avid music listener, I want a personal laptop to store all this stuff. WOW I just rhymed! :P anyway, since i am a gadget freak, I would like to personalise it myself. 8gb ram, 1Tb hard drive, Nvidia graphics are the basic needs. Mac or a non-mac won't really make a difference. It has to be black, i love black, eventually makes the laptop look HOT! An internet connection is a must, but that can be sought after later.

2. Apple iphone 4/HTC HD2. Both are AWESOME! iphone 4 as you all know, master of touchscreens. Other phones seem like 'press screens' in front of it. Smooth gesture of your fingers and the touch flows like stream of water, smoooooooth. HD2 on the other hand has a good touchscreen, but an enormous screen! It's like computer in front of you. They have their own downsides, but you can't expect everything to be perfect :D .

3. Nintendo Wii. I should stress on one thing, I am huge, a giant. 6'3 and weighing easily over 90 Kgs :P Wii is a great thing to have, another reason- lose weight :D I mean how cool can it be to lose weight while playing at home! This one is definitely what I want, or something better like this if ever invented. p.s: i'm in desperate need to lose weight, anything lucrative like that can definitely steal my heart.

4. A good drum kit, hopefully 7 piece. All companies are nearly the same so doesn't matter. I'm no Ole Ohman or Sivamani , I am an amateur drummer, eyeing a good spot in a good band. Obviously that dream's faaaaaar away, but catching Jerry wasn't easy for Tom either ;-) . But I don't mean I won't ever reach that stage, who knows might be drumming in an year or might take me 10 years. So,back to point, I do need a good kit, sadly it is expensive and seeing other people play drums makes it more tempting.

5. A dictionary fitted into my mind. I would like to curl sentences and use heavy words like Dan Brown. Nothing comes from scratch, but it's just a wish.

5 wishes/cravings for now. Will write more parts as time passes by. Some of them might click with you for sure. I am sorely in need of a genie. Too many wishes, too less money.

p.s.: I wanted to include one point, that i wished i had money like Ambanis, Mallyas etc. But then if I were that rich, why would I be writing this or infact why would I be having any craving, no? :-)

Blog in the making

It was a usual mundane Tuesday. I hate Tuesdays because Tuesdays don't have anything special to them. A week starts off with a Monday, Wednesday is the day when the weekend in only halfway far, Thursdays are the days i look forward to because i get to see some good programs on TV, Fridays needless to say is a good day to start a tempting weekend. Had a boring start, with text messages from friends, some forwarded some random. Some of them teasing me, some of them asking me for a meet. What a usual morning. I'll be honest, i don't know how to make this interesting. I am not Dan Brown , I can't twist words so they sound like you're visualising it, i am no charmer. I can only pen down some thoughts,wished my brain had a printer attached to it, one of my cravings :D. Had seen some of my friends post links to their blogs. That's when i realised Blogging is cool! Why not do something, it is atleast better to write something than watch the idiot box all day. Okay, the next thing was to sign up. Personally i hate signing ups, they just fail your whole excitement in some or the other way. Thankfully that wasn't the case with Blogger :D . Although there was a rough patch, where i had to assign a title for my blog. Phew! me and some of my friends know how nerve-cracking it was. I was on the cusp of writing a stupid name without asking friends, when suddenly 'fuzzy' struck me, and literally my head. I had an obsession for this word fuzzy, somehow it just sounded like crazy and crazy is what i am. I was helped by few of my friends, namely Shrey, Mansi, Tuhin(who is a walking-talking dictionary and an amazing writer) and Amaan. Amaan suggested 'cravings' in a different context. I just had to join the two words. Alliterations were suggested, but to my surprise even the good ones didn't click with me. I guess it proved to be a pain in their neck, somehow Amaan reassured me that it wasn't, rather it proved good for him, making his engine rev. Few simple steps, and voila! there i was gazing at my empty dashboard.

I am not an articulate writer. My mind can't rev like a 1100 BHP Zenvo. I am not good with words as others are, i can't merely play with them, but hey! this blogger isn't meant for only eloquent people. I think i can try my luck here as well. This is my first blog post. What i mean by fuzzy cravings, is what you need to find out ;-) .

It is a small post, i promise to write bigger ones, definitely better ones.

Gear up folks for automobiles, gadgets and my life in my perspective :-) .