It's official. I am 28 years old now. Almost half of my life in this fast deteriorating body is over. Most of my friends are in their 30's and there are no signs that they will "settle down" any time soon. Anyway, I am sure nobody in his right sense will give his daughter to pathetic friends. So the saga of "hopeless baba, pathetic friends" is going to continue forever... Winter is approaching and my beloved phursatgunj is calling. Sabu is busy. It's that time of the year, when the students of technology faculty have to pay for their sins.
On Saturday, we had a office party. After a few drinks, I also went to the dance floor and shook my legs for an hour. These days, on every weekend, we drink. Yesterday, we drank Antiquity Blue, which costs around Rs 635 in Bangalore.
The busy season continues at office. All work and 7-8 hours of sleep, makes my fragile body tired. But, I have no complaints. Few more years and inshahallah I will be totally free.I have also applied for trading account with ICICI. In a few days time, I will start investing in blue chip Indian companies. If it clicks, and God willing it will, retirement from work will be sooner than expected.
On Saturday, we had a office party. After a few drinks, I also went to the dance floor and shook my legs for an hour. These days, on every weekend, we drink. Yesterday, we drank Antiquity Blue, which costs around Rs 635 in Bangalore.
The busy season continues at office. All work and 7-8 hours of sleep, makes my fragile body tired. But, I have no complaints. Few more years and inshahallah I will be totally free.I have also applied for trading account with ICICI. In a few days time, I will start investing in blue chip Indian companies. If it clicks, and God willing it will, retirement from work will be sooner than expected.
Yes, baba is officially 28 years old now, according to me it was a long, cumbersome and tiresome journey for him. His body is not only fragile but also immobile. Today I am getting nostalgic of our college days when we were young, inactive and hopeless. I can still see baba lying on untidy bed of SJ Hall sleeping like a log, giving nightmares to innumerable bed bugs. In the evening when he woke up he would wish every one good morning and go straight to KULO bhai's room to get some tambakoo and from there on we would start our day till next morning. So nice were those days....at that time he use to have bouts of depression and lazyness which made him sleep for hours without any conciousness and having a break ....I dont know why I am remembering those times. I think I do cherish those moments. But he has come a long way to shape up his career( though it was all fate) with dint of his effort. I wish him all the best for rest of his life. God bless you mitra.
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Gaurav
wah sir, wah. mazaa aa gaya aapka lekhni parke. aap mahan ho.
ReplyDeleteSir yeh to aapka badappan hain. I know I am not a good writer. But, I am learning.
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