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I have made some frends thru blogging. Today I regret having one person on this friend list. This lady, yes lady not girl, elder to me, around 34 years, offended me. If she was standing in front of me I wud have killed her for making these allegations.
Montu : wat did she tell u
Montu : i want to know
Common Friend: u asked her ‘u and me a nite‘
Montu :
Common Friend: ys..
Common Friend: thts wat she told me..
Montu : can u think i can say like this even if am kidding
Montu : sick
Montu : she is sick

My mistake, I took her as a friend. I always respected this lady. There was a time I was bit free and I, in first time in my life, sent her a CD by courier to help her study some thing. The lady didnt pay attention at that time. Later when I got busy she satrted calling me to help her and still I helped her making long duration long distance calls. I am not richie rich guy but when it comes to helping a friend then phone bills dont make a difference. All of my blog friends know 99 out of 100 times I am laughing. And she also knew this. Always saying, you are coking up a story. I always respected her and she always played with me. One of her suggestion was really funny and I always laughed on this.

“Start a communication with KESHI, she is a rich girl. She is in Australia. Make her your Girl Friend. Also try on Orkut.”

I bet if keshi read this and met this lady she will kill her. And Keshi also knows this lady thru her blog. I am so much offended that I wanted to prepare an email and wanted to send to all bloggers who were commenting on her blog. I still have her emails that read like this,

“I have posted some thing on my blog, do comment”

And my comment used to be, “This is my comment”

Why the hell this galaxy is full of ppl like these. Anyway, I regret calling her a friend. Lets get drunk and enjoy the life.

Better alone than bad company.

My Georgie.

it was a perfect/superbe/magnifique morning. I was ready for office. I looked for my trouser that I was wearing last day for keys and wallet. I found nothing. I looked in my room and I found m wallet on table. I told myself I must have placed keys some where here and I started searching for keys. Not here. Not there. Not anywhere. where are the keys

I checked time in my cellphone. 8:51 AM. I will be late for office. This reminded me a text that was sent to me by my colleague. A boss is some one who is early in the office when you are late and late when you are early. It was happening with them. I used to be late when the staff was early and I was early when staff was late.

ARRGGGHHH!!!!

Where are the keys???

OK. I give up and I decided to use public transportation. The Local Bus Service, which will take one hour to reach the same place where you ca reach in 15 minutes if you go by foot.

I reached office and could not attend some meetings. I was w/out my bike .

In the evening I decided to search key and I piled up all the cloths. OK, I told myself, start with the cloths i have recently used. And I again searched my trouser, an army green color trouser, and I didnt find anything.

Then I saw a cream color trouser and I thot, I have been wearing it also. when did I wear it last time? Anyway, it wont hit me if I checked this one also. And…And I found my keys in the same trouser.

I was wearing cream trouser not that green trouser.

I need to find some thing else. I guess they are doing manual submissions. Suckers!!!!
X

kis kis ka naam le ye kaafir, kis kis ki bewafai ke kisse sunaye aap ko,
ik maut se wafa ki umeed hai, kambakhat wo bhi bewafa hai ab tak kya batayen aapko
I still feel the couplet is not balanced, but still a start.