maa ka aahirwaad

they say every new thing should start with ones 'maa ka aashirwaad'...so i'm starting my 1st blog with my mom in mind.. not quite by touching her feet n she putting a tika on my forehead..but being rather surprised by wat she just did...more on dat in a while..and a thing or two about me...

passed out of engg collg in 2005..(which now looks as far as when man 1st discovered bad breath n finally decided to brush his teeth)....n been looking for a job since..did a few courses in between but dat didn help lot..but lets no get into dat...n result is me having lots of free time..so much so dat 2day i had an idea of counting my hair to kill time...now dis might seem a bit weired to a few of u..but in a family where 90% of ones hair are gone till u hit 35... hair r considered as precious as maharaja baboosha's crown...i might as well count them while they r there..

but even after d amt of free time i had..it was only the following incidents made it sure that u r reading dis: ... a death threat from osama.. 2 days of masoor ki daal..n a curse from a frnd dat i'll be giving d hairy anil kapoor a body massage if i don start....now dat might look n interesting prospect to a few people(read gay) around..but i'm still far far away from dat sort of insanity..
also m counting big time that..with my blogs hopefully getting better over time..i actually succede in impressing some girls...

coming back to that mom story...its abt 1am..n i'm thinking ki moms sleeping peacefully n dreaming abt stuffing me with more of that masoor ki daal n ghiya ki subzi..when suddenleny the door of my room is banged open n i see her staring at me with those kasauti zindagi ki type looks...i quickly run a mental chek up of things...d music is turned low...i didn spill milk in d wash basin..brushed my teech also...wats up with mom den..??
n before i cud give her a look of - mommy i didn do anything- she starts making a million complains..."mujhe neend nahi aa rahi hia..main bour ho rahi hoon..mujhe bhook lagi hia.."

all those girls at school n collg who didn hang out with me saying i was weired..guess now u no were those genes coming from..but sereiosly...being d mommy of a guy who finds jayalalitha hot..can to get to ur head once in a while..
but deres a silver lining too..mom feeling hungry ..means time for a late night snak for me 2...n just i was starting to realize dat d weired sounds i'm hearing r coming from my tummy..n worrying dat even d smell of next meal called breakfast is almost 8hrs away... i get a freshly made...lime coated bhutta...who says santa comes on christmas eve (for dose of u coming from mars n uranus ..bhutta is hindi for corn)...
n look wat..i've actually written my 1st blog...dat creepy idea from my frnd(who happens to be a real gud blogger herself)...of body massaging anil kapoor really worked..not to mention the 'maa ka aashirwaad' the bhutta at 1am