This has not happend to me first time. I really have some problem with my memory. But this happened first time with critical data. The ATM Pin no.
I needed some cash. Good I have an ATM Card. From the begining of year2K, I was using ATM. My savings helped me to maintain minimum balance easily and people around me were jealous of my any time money status. So today again I reached bank, and took out my ATM card from my wallet with style. Stood in que. And as soon as my turn arrived I was using my any time money power. Inserted card. Enetered pin. Chose transaction. The machine again asked me the PIN which I promptly entered. But it was not my day. I had skipped breakfast which I rarely do. Breakfast is good for body and brain. I was confused. I again entered the pin. Again declined. Again entered and a sad smily reported me,”Your transaction has been denied.” and machine spitted a slip and my card. I was more confused. I again repeated the process and machine again did the same. After 3rd slip, I thot I must approach bank. But wait, what was I entering?
And I realised my misstake. The bank authorities explained me that I hav exceeded my number of tries for Pin no and now I must wait till 2mro.
Embarassment. Lot of embarassment.

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It has been raining in Chandigarh since morning. Being a so-so earning guy I am not in a position to get hold of a Merc SL car. I will prefer Tata Safari though. There is no vehicle that attacts me more than a Tata Safari. So I was holed in my room. Sumit with me. Hitting keyboard @35wpm and trying to pass our time so that rain stops and Sumit may leave for his place and me for dinner. My landlord called me, “Chetan, come downstairs. Dinner is ready.”
Me
They again repeated and this time they asked to bring sumit also.
Sumit suddenly jumped from his seat, “Man, I am leaving. My dinner is ready at my place. Vicky must be waiting.” Vicky his roommate.
But my landlords were determined. They forced both of us to sit around a dinner table and have dinner.
I felt like being at home. The same taste of cooked food. No spices. Simple. Full of desi ghee, clarified butter. Sumit said, “Yaar, mom forces me to eat ghee when am at home.”
My landlady, a 60+ lady, asked me with a scolding tone, “Why don’t you ask me for dinner? Even you don’t ask me for tea. What is your problem?”
This wasn’t enough, her husband joined her, “Son, dont feel like you are away from home.”
Suddenly, I was again at home. I can provide n number of stupid excuses but at that time I was speechless. Not a word came out. I was just trying to escape the situation.
My mom dad are like my landlords. I don’t remember how many people have eaten at our place. My parents always treated a guest as god. True to Indian saying.
Atithi devo bhava : A guest is like GOD.
My parents call this Sanskaar or good values.

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Just finished a looong job. What to do now? Ms Cyptic S is not Online. Infact no one is online. Nenty Singh have said good bye to me. Son-Dad talk is also over. Sis also called and enquired about my breakfast and Lunch. Mom shouted at me. I denied to speak with her as I was too bz at that time. Can’t call Mah. Have sent many SMS to SB, NASA, OOPS, A, B and all those shortcut keys contacts. So wat now. Blog some thing.
But what?

IDEA!!!
Lets list things I like.
Innerside: Man, its stupid thing.
Outerside: No dude. Its important. Ppl must start planning from new financial year to buy gifts for my B’day.
Innerside: You got a point.
Outerside: Okie let’s begin.
So following is an incomplete list of things I like.

• I like myself. Actually I love myself.
• Mom, dad, sis and My pals and also my cousins NASA, (NidhiAnjuSheetuAbhi).
• India, Punjab and Ludhiana and Chandigarh.
• Money cash/Credit anyti
• Spicy food.
• Good Cloths. Classic Denim. Cargos.Cotton Trousers. Shirts.T-Shirts.All the Woodland stuff. Good leather belts.
• History, coz I dont want to forget about my roots. Physics and Maths, coz they let you discover this earth. I am amazed by Physics. It teaches you philosophy of life too.
• Electronics.
• Computers. My PC. Hugs and kisses to you PC.
• Music. Every kind and genere. I have skinned Winamp many times and I still use the skin I made in 2003.
• #######. I respect her privacy.
• Mah. The very first female who kissed me in romantic way. Ok that happened on Yahoo! only and also on Phone.
• Linux. Yahoo! Messenger.FireFox. Although FF crashed 3 times 2day. Gmail for its fast and clean interface.
• My Bike. I want to own a Bullet 350 also.
• Blogger. The only place where ppl lisn to my shameless self promotional things.
• My Net pals. They don’t let me feel alone.
• My blogger Pals. Pals, If I comment and U dont like my comment, do let me know after deleting it.
• Reading Quotes and blogs
• Also some time books if they are not linked to my course. Last year started reading Mein Kamph, still not finished. Inbetween read other books and stuff.
• Working hard
• Being Lazy
• Day Dreaming that someday I will be with Mah
• Freecell.
• I support equal right policy.
• Opposite Gender. Am not Gay. And I even dont have any problems with their existence.
• To be continued

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2AM. Nothing.
7AM. Thundering and clouds. Its raining.
Weather in Chandigarh has suddenly changed.
Nature.
And we humans?
“Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet.” ~ Agent Smith in Matrix

Yestrday, I pressed my small team and at the end they finished the job. I rewarded them with small dinner. They thought Chetan Sir is angry on some issue. I was not. Just a normal change in behaviour. I got firm and said, “Do or die I need this job done today. I wont let you guys go home and sleep. Don’t worry about dinner. I will be the host.”
Am happy about achieving the target.
Now, another day another target.

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