Shameless Self Promotion ;-) ™ © ℠ ®

Hey, man I’m alive I’m taking each day and night at a time
I’m feeling like a Monday but someday Ill be Saturday night

Name: Kumar Chetan
DOB: 3rd December 1979
Height: 5 feet 4 inches/162 centimeters (Taller girls, am sorry for your bad luck :P
Weight: 55 Kilograms/121 pounds
Eyes: Big Black (Seducing)
Hair: Black with .001% Grey Shade(M Getting old :-S
Skin complexion: Wheatish (Am better than anyone)
Single and ready to mingle.
Assets: Family, Friends and … some ca$h.
Liability: Family, Friends, Work, Commitments.
Love to do: anything that doesn’t involves labour . I love doing techy things.
Best thing about me: I am honest.
Worst thing about me: I am honest.

Now why the hell I did write all these points???
Simply Shameless Self Promotion.

Happy B’day Kumar Chetan. You are still alive and going on.

Yesterday was one of not so good days.

My favorite bank deducted 18,300 bucks from my account and now my bank balance is in -ve. And they even didnt inform me. When I contacted them they said, your cheque is in LIEN. WTF is LIEN????? Answer is Citi Bank holds your money for 21 days so we cant pay you till Citi Bank releases your funds. ARRHHH!!!!

Then This LADY called me and said,”Hi Kumar, I have mailed you check your mail and tell me how much money I owe you.” I was standing on a shop and I shouted, “You filthy woman, what the hell you think you are?” Ppl around me looked at my face. I was speaking Punjabi and suddenly am shouting in English. She dont understand Punjabi. I come out of shop and stares follow me. I shouted some thing else and collected my stuff from shop. The shop keeper was terrified.
Following is the mail she sent me and my reply.

Hi Kumar,
Kindly mail me the amount i have to pay you for making phone calls, sending CD and for ur valuable time. Through ur latest post I came to know abt this.
Thank you for the kindness.
Regards
{NAME OF THAT LADY}
My Reply,
Pay back my time.
I dont need money.
All the respect i gave u.
Pay me back
U dont deserve anything
I wish U bets of luck for your life and i really regret in calling you a friend
dont ever mail me or call me or i wll be using filthy language which i really hate.
I thought the day was over. But it wasn’t. Attack of BSOD. I lost my cell. 11,000 Rs. . Unfortunately I was unable to remember where I had put my cell. So I reconstructed the events and remembered I was driving and I gave my cell to my friend. I rushed to his place and he was waiting for me.

Phew….

I returned and found my laptop misplaced.

Wat a day…

After too much searching, sorting and indexing I found it was in my room.

It was 9:30PM and I thought the day is over now. I had not taken my lunch as I was very much disturbed after shouting at that lady and didn’t feel hungry. I decided to cook dinner for myself. My cell rings, its a client from Essex, UK. Why the hell he is calling me? Some thing very critical. It was. He was concerned about my mismanagement and wanted to speak with me.

Around 11pm I cooked rice for my self and had my dinner.

Some times life is like left ass of a black guy, never right and never fair.