I realize its been long since I have composed a post, but then it’s the shortage of time and matter I would hold responsible for this, and yes of course the shortage of a private computer has also been responsible to a certain extent, but then it’s a vow I have made to myself that has prevented me to get a laptop, I have vowed that if ever I own a laptop its gonna be an APPLE!!
With Apple releasing Mac Book Air (world’s thinnest laptop) the determination has kind of grown more strong, not more that 2 weeks back I called the
Apple: Good Morning, Apple Customer Care.
Me: Hi, my name is Rahul and I am just curious that have you guys brought the Mac Book Air to
Apple: Yes sir, sure we do have it.
Me: Okay cool, and how much do you sell it for?
Apple: Eight hundred and sixteen Dinars sir.
Me: Pardon me, Eight hundred and Sixty?
Apple: Sixteen sir, ONE SIX.
Me: (damn, 44 Dinars less but still can’t buy it) Ok Thank you very much.
CUT!
Oh and according to the latest exchange rates available to me 816 Dinars would be somewhere around Rs 89760/-. Laptop toh khareed lunga lekin kapde tak bechne padenge.
Anyways coming back to the email, these days have got into a new thing to check over the internet except my Orkut Scrapbook and Gmail Inbox, that Amitji’s Blog at http://blogs.bigadda.com.
Its so wonderful to read it, it seems as if he is talking to you telling you everything what happened to him from the time he got up till he went to bed, stuff like, “….on my way back dropped into Ajay-Kajol’s place…” or “Ram Gopal Verma sends me an SMS that “Sarkar, people are saying Tashan is as bad as Aag, if Sholay achieved the benchmark of the most successful film, atleast I have achieved the benchmark of the biggest flop with Aag”
And all of a sudden after reading his blogs for a few days, felt like I should have an entry too… if Amitji can find time to do it, why cant I?
Ab now that I had the time and the office waala computer to do it, the only thing that was left out was the matter, which one of my Filipino friends called Grace gave me, now Grace, I know her coz she works in a shop very close to my place and me and D (my flatmate) often visited the shop initially to buy stuff, now to meet her. So yesterday when we went to meet her she said that she was about to close the shop and that if we could just walk her to her flat,
Duniya ke sabse velley bandey to hum hai hi, Chalo!!\
So as we were walking back to Grace’s flat there was a huge traffic jam and we had to get into one straight line so as to squeeze through the little space left on the sides of the roads by the vehicles, D was leading, Grace and then me, so I just happened to notice one of the car drivers staring at Grace, and then even the next one looked at her, so on…
We passed an Arab guy, he looked
An Arab guy again, he looked
An Indian, he looked
A Filipino, he looked too
Two Indians on the front seat and one on the back, all three looked
An Arab again, he looked
A Filipino girl, I looked.
And that’s when I realized ki kya unity hai yaar duniya bhar ke mardon mai!! Awesome!
But then thought about Grace, how would she be feeling when so many people are looking at her, how conscious does she have to be all the time, unlike me or D, jo ki bindaas ghoom saktey hai, and why only Grace, I am sure that Filipino girl in the car I looked at D must have looked at her too… Yucks its so gross!! I mean never thought of it that way,,, not like it harms them or something but I would feel very odd if all the people I pass through or all the people who pass through me stare at me.
But then on a second thought, what can I do about it, except type this all in a blog or an email and send it to my friends, or stop staring at girls myself, I mean ok if I look at her by chance, but then turn your eyes away, yeah am gonna do that, I am not gonna stare at ladies from now on, not that I mean I am gonna stare at gents… No!!! but then maybe it does not make a difference but that’s the best I can do. Yesterday, I made a promise to myself, full respect to ladies, not only in words but also in the acts.
Grace ka apartment aa
We both stared.
Damn!! I broke my promise. I know its gonna be really really hard!!! But atleast there will be a genuine effort!
Aaaaaammmm… baaki kuch nahi. And I am gonna end my post like Amitji usually does in his blog
Love and lots more,
Rahul
