Perfect..??

So does the perfect man really exist??

Wondering from where I got the idea. Well I was watching this movie today evening which revolves around the perfect man definition. Made me wonder that if really the perfect man gets u a flower when he first meets u? And does he really never complain about u talking too much? And what if he doesn’t like what u’r wearing? He won’t tell u & still like u even in rags...huh??Well though that really sounds perfect to me but where he is??I have met a few guys carrying a flower for somebody…but hey they not often r the perfect guy…

Haha...look at me, am thinking how it would be to meet a guy like that in life though it's not of much use...ah yes.i would have felt blessed but all I know is I know my definition of perfect man..He may not be perfect to praise me all the time. Nor to get me a gift every time (though not even on specials)...but yes he gets me anythg i ask for.and he gets me flowers too not coz he wants to do that but coz he knows I will love it… so that’s how my perfection goes..!!And I love it that way...

:)

Cheers!!

Wire V/S Rod..!!duh..!

So back to a weird discussion amogst a few people..m the victim as usual..

I was wearing a small red bangle one fine day.A girl said hey i like your bangle.Like always compliments are always welcomed.i smiled back and said Thanku dear..but then as a habit now all want to take a closer look by taking it in their hand..ok fine..m in no mood to talk too much so i kept quiet and gave the bangle to them to ponder a little more over this timid soul.

In order to go ahead i should explain a little more about this bangle.Its a small metal ring over which a thread is wound..simple..

Now the girls have somthg to talk about engineering..

Somebody asks:Is this a plastic wire inside right?i said no its metallic..but then second somebody said hey dont be stupid its not a wire its a rod..

okey..i m confused..!what did u say??

now she explains:"a rod is a wire only when its diameter is smaller than its length..n its a rod when its not"...

n to this dare not to argue or question...

but m still confused.!!!

Can u believe this??

This is a long time back story...

Every morning I get late for office hurry through the chores and rush to office.But its different today.i am up before time..

So its early at 7 o'clock bright winter morning.I am all fresh after a sound sleep and lovely morning..I am wearing my favorite jeans and my hairs are wet.I wrapped a stole around me while walking down the lane to catch an Auto.On my way am listening to my favorite music on loudest of volume and its for a change, m in pleasent mood in bangalore today.Its quite chilly n m enjoying the cold breeze hitting my nose so strong to turn it red..i just feel its my kind of day..i started reading this book in my hand n m lost in my world...just then i notice something right in front of me...

n i froze to death..

Guess what it can be??

there was a small chicken hanging fresh dead near the drivers steering..i then noticed it again n then again.I was not sure if its for real.I was so much shocked that couldnt get to believe myself.but then ..I wanted to ask this guy what he was upto but then there is no point arguing with him about a chicken coz he might go n cook n eat that creature So i surendered n looked for a way out..was not in a position to say a word..

Suddenly he stopped at the signal.i got down gave him more than billed..n walked to a side..I dont know which part of blore i m..??

Standing on footpath on this sort of strange place i was thinking about the chicken over again n again..at the instant thought to call someone to pick me up but realised oops am a stranger in city..so shut up n work it out..

was still on footpath consoling myself..reached office and today m posting this.

strange world..!!

Lunch talks..! uff.!

Most of the times I've to ponder my thoughts to script but today I am writing because I think this is absolutely important.Today I was amazed to learn that somebody can get so ignorant and turn a deaf ear to facts to an extent unexpected .Above all girls are considered emotionally more dominant than guys. But anyway each one of us is expected to have a heart and at least realize the difference between the right and the wrong.

 

Capturing of wild life specially, talking about birds, is illegal in our country-India.yes or no??

Well the correct answer is YES...a Huge big YES.!!

 

Today @ lunch somehow a topic on birds came up. I was sharing a funny experience of mine in court related to birds. We had a case launched against a peddler selling birds in spite of warnings. But the topic suddenly caught fire. It took me seconds to analyze what the issue was? And to my realization I was hit by a wave of ignorance speeding with attitude..!Ah...none except one in the gathering knew that the parrots at their home are illegal. None of them agreed to the fact that it’s illegal to purchase pets from local retailers without license. Few were a step ahead to even disagree that the birds also deserve a free life, and taming them is curbing them for life until death..!!They felt feeding them and taking care n loving them is sufficient for them and compensates for the cage.huh??Strange.!

I was so disappointed that I didn’t even argue much...I tried to show them some light but darkness lasted.

I wanted to tell them that its actually illegal but ahh who can take it on their conventional thoughts which are almost dead by now...they still had a point to make that all of us had parrots n birds back home and its not possible...so??U did an illegal job first-purchasing them from a local peddler, second keeping it in a cage, third displaying this attitude..!!

Well my dear janta its time to read a little about cruelty against animals we do towards innocent beings in ignorance and above all its all for good...

 

For further reference visit               http://www.petaindia.com/

 

 

Floating mind..!!

Well this didn’t crop in my mind because I’m bored enough to think irrelevant, complicated things. But this is something I really want to know.

 

 

Last night me n my friend were together for dinner. She was narrating an incident of a friend from office who couldn’t believe she is vegetarian for ages. So she tells me that while giving him all the arguments why you shouldn’t kill animals n stay veggie the topic changed to fishes and emotions...n the friend of hers believes they don’t have emotions!!Well that sounds obvious,

 

But now since she wants him to believe being veggie is cool n human she argued till death that they feel pain...%??!!#@ So now she is all cold coz she is not sure...

 

Oops this ball is in my court. I told herwhat came first to my mind that" yeah they have emotions."..but the truth is even I don’t know..! n now I’m thinking...

 

What my experience with fishes says is they do have a little tiny heart...like in movie free willy that whale was so attached to the kid, yeah that was a movie but still...and then dolphins’ n whales recognize their owner’s n feel low or I would say swim low in their absence.Even my gold fishes were used to die eventually if they were left alone in aquarium without a swimming friend...but gold fish n emotions? Can she feel it?

 

I have even checked up on a few sites n everybody seems to be confused...soo do i have to catch a fish to know this..?

 

First day at first job is always a memorable day in one’s life. And so is with me.lets see how..

Boarding my almost missed train on Mumbai station I had butterflies in my stomach.7 boys and me started our journey to this so called new life from Aurangabad via Mumbai towards more south of India to THE city which is a known metro, green city and to be precise Bangalore.!!On our trip fun,chit chat, cartoons, music and many strangers accompanied. And along with them were all the dreams travelling for the new beginning. I was basically dreaming of my life of freedom...Anyway after almost 24-25 hrs of the nasty trains’ journey we landed at b’lore. 

Ok so now here comes the next day morning. I have to be in office at 8:30 am n m staying more than 20 kms from office...gawd so today I travelled more than I travel in 5 days back home...n guess what??M late..!!n guess what second time??This guy has no excuse to ignore it and he points it out to me as-" the first day u r late prakrati what will happen next huh??".Anyway the memorable begins here...after completing a few documets signing and scribbling about some details we were asked to wait there itself...hey did I mention what place is “THERE”?its the place outside the working area of office with some sofas scattered to look like a waiting room..now it’s again me n the boys looking at each others bored frustrated faces...ahh m bored again...to add on we have somebody to see us...hey they are the employees!!very now n then a person will come out to pass by thru this electronically monitored door which requires a card recognition to let u pass...People don’t say a hi to us, they just look at us..no hi no byes not even a frown..!!they don’t smile they r walking n looking at us n that too not even a catch of eye...they just look blank..they will look at u with a face that I thought only dead can manage...anyway hope this will get better sooner or later.mean while we had some talk with seniors a kind of short welcome n now its 12:30 n time for lunch...

Going for lunch made our day even more memorable …First even now we have to take the outer route n believe me we still don’t know how this office looks from inside. Second the stares are getting stronger now. people look at us talk n move ahead. girls were sitting in one corner of the room clustered up eating by themselves...oh shit!!girls in office mean just these? N last but not the least “The Food” I could hardly make out what I was eating...Actuall my lil mind asked me innocently is food so important that u r ready to eat this??so i gave up..!!n we r out back to the same place..sleepy n tired..

But the good news-thats all for the first day...we can go home, look for accomodation...

Now hunting a house n b’lore is pathetic when u r new n when u r new to the local language.

But my day ended in a better way .I got back to my to b jiju to pick me up…n I slelp really well in front seat of car on my way back. He wakes me up only when my di is standing in front of me…what wonderful people…m glad.so m already on bed ready to fall again...its the almost same drill tomorrow..goodnight..!