I was waiting for a train to Koderma at Sijua station. The announcement for the arrival of the train was done. Then I called Abhishek to come quickly and went to the counter to collect my ticket. The fare was Rs. 25. I had lots of change and two 10 rupee notes. I handed over one ten rupee note and three 5 rupee coins at the counter. When I took out my changes, everyone nearby looked at me with surprise - I dont know whether the reason was that I have lots og change or that I am giving the change in the counter. I moved ahead to check whether Abhishek has come, he was nowhere in the scene. I heard the train whistling like a stud just outside the platform. I waited for it and saw the arriving coaches for carrying goods. It stopped when the engine was just near me. I thought, where the hell are the passenger coaches - it might be at the back. Then why the hell it stopped at an a place it is not supposed to stop. To my great relief, the train started moving again and my six 0' clock alarm ran.
Before leaving the office yesterday, I got a mail from Rohini asking to choose a number between 1 to 7 to know what kind of marriage I will be having. The deciding table was like:
1. Arranged Marriage
2.Marriage With Someone special who's waiting for you
3. Love Marriage
4. Love +Arranged Marriage
5. You'll go against your parents and marry
6. You will have more than one marriage
7. Marriage With Friend
When the number '7' is available, no other number defends me.
Shortly after that, me and Chinu went to Big Bazar to buy some requisite food items. There I saw the (yesterday) morning's park girl with her husband. Just a giggle.
Our dinner time was among the memorables. Before we were even halfway through, our gas was over. We had to bring Chinu's friend's gas stove from Arakere. It was not a complete goodluck for us, though. Somehow, we finished our dinner. In the morning, when chinu was heating milk, it overflowed. It repeated its act when I did it again !
You must be wondering what happened after that alarm ending the dream just before the climax. I wokeup, looked out at the milk shop, it was closed. So, I slept again. :)
I finally woke up @ 10:30. Before leaving for office, I forgot which shirt I wore yesterday! I don't know whether I am wearing the same shirt I wore yesterday. Well, it doesn't matter that much, does it?
In the cubicle today, we saw the old certificate photographs of Rakesh. If one doesn't see his/her pic taken in the earlier school day, he/she definately cant recognize himself/herself. The same was true for Rakesh. I remembered my very first formal pic, in which I look so cute that most people ask the question - is he a guy or is she a girl?
Later in the evening, we discussed about traffic police stopping the vehicles in Bangalore, Mumbai, Hyderabad and Dhanbad. The discussion went into the number of documents necessary in India for applying for passports and the corrupt system associated with it.
Song of the day - 'Tu hi to mera dost hai' from Yuvraaj
NEWS of the day - Scrap Class 10 Board Exams : Kapil Sibbal
Memory of the day - Manish is coming to meet me
Inspiration of the day - Himanshu. Today was his last day, he's gng to IIM Indore
Comment of the day - Scrapping exams is definately not a solution to ease out the tension. Better ways can be introducing more relevant stuffs in the curriculum.
Mail of the day - "100 alternative search engines"
Humor of the day -
Santa got a part time job at the Chandigarh Post Office. The first assignment his supervisor gave him was the job of sorting the mail.
Santa separated the letters so fast that his motions were literally a blur. Extremely pleased by this, the supervisor approached Santa at the end of his first day.
"I just want you to know," the supervisor said, "that I'm very pleased with the job you did today. You're one of the fastest workers we've ever had."
"Thank you, Sir" said Santa, beaming, "and tomorrow I'll try to do even better."
"Better?" the supervisor asked with astonishment. "How can you possibly do any better than you did today?"
Santa replied, "Tomorrow I'm going to read the addresses."
Decision of the day - Tomorrow 6 o 'clock
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