No Warm Memories
If you thought that I might have not recovered from the
mental and physical fatigue of deleting all the ridiculing comments of Anonymous
people on my blog and must have gone into hibernation mode, then sorry guys,
you are mistaken, I am back to haunt you all, and Yes I will still keep pinging
you all on Facebook and Gtalk with the URL of my posts till you actually view
it ( *fire coming out of my eyeballs and venom in my verse* :P ). I am sure even Hitler must have shied away had he witnessed people in such
agonizing pain, well for once the fact; “A pen is mightier than a Sword” makes
sense to me.
Apparently, after the last post I wasn’t so keen on causing
the same mental trauma again; I’d thought I had bludgeoned away your wits with
my last write up, so I started reading a book, but the intensity of cold just
didn’t let me do it, it’s so hard turning the leaves of the book with gloves
on, and even if you don’t wear them, who in the hell would want to take out
hands from inside the blanket ( stop your creativity there only, that’s where
my hands actually rest ) just to turn a page, so I gave up on that task.
The dipping mercury has definitely made tasks appear rather
grueling, In order to get ready for a class at 10, alarms of 9:50 don’t
actually work, it definitely takes time to fit that tiny sweater (knit with an
idea to be worn above a single layer) over 4-5 layers of clothes, and add to
that those never ending body spraying sessions and you’re way past your class
time. And if you are crazy enough to
think what happens if the classes are at 8, then please do a favor to yourself
and shut this tab, coz just like the text you read, the one that is going to
follow is not going to make any sense to you.
Trust me one of these 'Multilayered' people walked past the
television in the cafeteria, and I missed an entire session of play of the
Sydney test; these people are like an entire 'Wardrobe in Motion'. You have two
or more of these in a class and I am sure you’ll have space issues, and add to
that the fragrance of naphthalene balls oozing out of them, People who try and
cover this odor with some fancy perfumes, let me tell you, they are as useful
as a one legged man in an arse kicking contest.
The winters have affected the business sector too, at the
same time when the 'Chai wala' and the 'Andey wala' are making paranormal
profits; the winters seem to have taken its toll on the poor Tanki wala ( For the
newbies, Tanki is nothing but a fancy name given to an AREA-51 like location,
used to carry out covert operations. Definition by FNT). The Tanki has reported
fewest visitors in a single week ever since its erection; the sheet of Fog
giving the people the option to choose from a gamut of options denies the Tanki
of its exclusivity. But as soon as the winters get over, you know where the
people will be heading.
Even the pet shops have taken a hit and are reporting huge
losses, “People aren’t really looking forward to domesticating the regular
animals, they want species which can survive the cold, they want Penguins now”,
said Mr. Naman gupta, a local pet keeper.
The cold breeze blowing at high velocities left some hostlers in tears, as it swept away their clothes from the balcony, posing bigger worries for students gearing up for placement sessions. “That was my dad’s shirt, the one in which he got promoted and the one which got him increments, how am I gonna answer him !! I can handle the interviewer but not him, NO shirt means NO promotion and NO extra money, how are we gonna survive the financial crunch!!! ”
I wish I could’ve continued this post, but the need to give my fingers the warmth of my pockets won’t let me do that, seems like your prayers have been answered.
The cold breeze blowing at high velocities left some hostlers in tears, as it swept away their clothes from the balcony, posing bigger worries for students gearing up for placement sessions. “That was my dad’s shirt, the one in which he got promoted and the one which got him increments, how am I gonna answer him !! I can handle the interviewer but not him, NO shirt means NO promotion and NO extra money, how are we gonna survive the financial crunch!!! ”
I wish I could’ve continued this post, but the need to give my fingers the warmth of my pockets won’t let me do that, seems like your prayers have been answered.
P.S. This post was written while knitting myself a pair of woolly underpants. Please don’t unsubscribe from my blog after reading this post, I promise better posts in future. I love my readers.
ROFL! The ending is just classic.
ReplyDeleteYou are mixing Trolling/FNT with your personal blog
ReplyDeleteso you are not liking it ??? be a little clear ??
ReplyDeletesecond with Harry, but reading it was fun
ReplyDeletethanks Kartik !!
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