Fan Story

My room's ceiling fan has become a major part of my life now. The erratic machine which is supposed to work on my command has due to some mechanical fault become akin to a female's mood....(i.e., a random function),,, which mostly is off but has sudden spurts of HIGHS ,, HIGHS which makes one feel that for once everything is well OR in presently popular terminology makes you falsely believe that "All Iz Well". Anyhow, lethargic as I am, I've not even as much as thought about calling an electrician once.

Its been over 1 and a half month now. My dad came to Bangalore and it became a hot topic for discussion between me, my dad and one of my friends. We by virtue of being mechanical engineers had a lively discussion about the cause and the solution for the same. Though the discussion yielded no solution we unanimously agreed that the problem was with the bearing. All said and done its been nearly a week since my dad went back and the situation with the fan is still the same.

Just to elucidate my point, while I am typing this entry, the fan is staring at me basking in its glory,,, its glory in denying me an airy and cool feeling which one desires intently at this hot time of the year (and as pointed out by pple who've been in b'lore - it really is HOT). The sweat pouring down my head suffices as evidence for the same, with the only respite being the intermittently blowing breeze,,, but thanks to our very own NAALA another important entity around which my life revolves, the smell that emanates at times can b near fatal ,, ;)

I utilize all sorts of things, e.g., guitar, hangers etc. to force the bearings into action but sooner or later ( later = sooner in this case) the terminal position is reached whereby after nagging for a short interval, I give up and come to terms with the fact that I have the option of either being lazy or comfortable,,,

But then comfort's for sissies,,, i incessantly let this thought loop inside my mind and make myself derive pride from my laziness or atleast save myself from being in an undesirable position of self-pity.

The reason for writing this blog ,,, no idea ,,, though i just hope things look up again n i get some much needed air circulation in my room ... ;) will keep u posted

Time to remove ROYAL from the ROYAL DUTCH SHELL !!!!

Money doesn't make you rich .... :P

My dear Lol kumar exemplifies the veracity of this statement ... And the incident wiht him today, made me think that we Indians aren't poor but we think like a destitute bunch ..

As for the incident Lol kumar would rather make a hard earning man bear d grunt for his faulty speculations than bear it himself ..
,,Anyways it goes like this ,,, I had to xerox certain notes for the end semester examination which I did ,, i was supposed to pay 37 bucks but with a welcome stroke of luck,the shop owner had no change for a 100 bucks ,,,

Here entered the protagonist ,,,
"Bhaiya ek maxwriter do'' said d affluent miser .. :P
He got a maxwriter worth 10 bucks .. He paid with a 50 rupees note ,, now d shop owner did sm calculations and since he couldn't give me bak my 63 bucks ,, returned me ma 100 rupee bill and deducted ma notes' cost from Lol kumars cash returning him just 3 bucks ,,, Fun began :D :P

I recollected that he owed me a 100 bucks for his dilemma about "dilemma" which since its inception a month or so back, was still haunting him ,,
poor soul ,,\m/

He was begging me to pay for his cold coffee which i would've had d coffeeshop guy not exclaimed "Bhaiya cold coffee nahi hai..."

I contemplated and what occured to me was frivolous .. why not be vindictive ? why not run away with a free photocopy ? though even in that case he'd be owing me 63 bucks but smthing is oways better than nuthing when it comes to misers :P :P

I was wrong to assume that d stingy guy would give up his 37 bucks .. so what happened ? d emaciated moneygrubber started ransacking d poor man's shop ,, i anyhow saved d day for him by physically overpowering lol kumar and forcing him to return d bundle of A4 and the stapler he had put his hands on ..

finally I got d chance to flee the scene ,, which i indubitably did :P ,,, guess what !! i got a call from the man ,, "bhaiya L*** pen le kar bhaag gaya" It made me wonder ,, whats gonna happen to SHELL if they delay lol kumar's remuneration by even a day ,,,

On the main scene ,,,,ultimately after minutes of struggle ,,lol kumar realized d owner was getting irked n so he gave up ,, returned d pen ,,, and wait for it ,, made a pseudo-ransom call ,, now m scared and i ve closed all doors n windows to save myself from being mugged ,, :P :P

I commiserate with the SHELL fraternity ,,,, Hope the Royal SHELL still remains ROYAL after this man walks into its office :P

Save d Lol Kumar .. Save d World !!!!

If the most peevish creature in this IIT, with his mysteriously incessant (12 lakhs worth) smile, and his sadistic egotistical BTP partner are to believed I'm metamorphosizing into something which I despise,, no offense to the intrinsic nature of my B. Tech Project partner ;) ;) but his ability to keep on whining bout the minutest of things is not something covetous ...

To sum up my feelings without being boorish, I wish my partner was a bit more responsible and a little less flimsy with his assurances,,,,(hope this doesnt count as whining :P) Though am not a perfect guy to be partners with ,, am a lil too lethargic, a lil too work-loathing but then who is to blame for making me live just to age, for almost a fifth of my life ( referring to B.Tech for slow grabbers) ,,,

Lets shift d limelight to this always smiling, Johnson's baby oil using, now affluent :P :P, conniving backstabbing miser ... who unluckily is one of my greatest friends in college ( J3haaDi in arms) ,,, To epitomize my bad luck, with him in package deal comes his lanky stooping (B.Tech) life partner, another universally loathed guy (his deprecative comments have made many people quit gaming and inturn quit the most enjoyable part of their college life :P) ... I'll do full justice to his persona later on !!!

Known as L(triple star) :D, apart from being the most frivolous ass, he's the undoubtable God of deceit ,,,, he can lie to u all day long ,, and mind u,if u plan on cornering him better go fishing ,, his armory of backup plans is impregnable !! Largely popular due to his deceitfully amicable nature, he has been given names of incredible ingenuity ,,, some of d most creative ones being Black African nigger (which to date has been most descriptive of his corporeal being) ,, Personally, I prefer calling him Lol Kumar just to make it more public-friendly and also to save myself from the nuisance of being called Bandar or Bondor(the popular Assami version), which I hate as much as or even more than Andrew Symonds ... (I expect a lot of them in comments but for once I have d power n luck to disallow them) :P .... BITE ME ...

To make matters worse, hes now enrolled in Pappu's classes on "how to be a pain in the ass" and is learning how to be more irksome ... Just go n try asking him for his pen drive ,,, ull witness a live example !! If he proficiently learns what hes being taught by d dark master ,, hell's gonna let loose .... coz then we'll have a pappu n lol kumar in one being .... Save d lol kumar Save d world ..... :P :P :P