Beer, pizzas and my favorite Mass Murderer..

Well, it was a nice weekend that went past…I had an amazing time, And Monday blues hit me hard, harder than before. You may also read about it here, however some of the content is very questionable. Now now, I am not saying anything about the veracity of the statements made in that post but here’s my side of the story…


Friday morning… I enjoy Fridays, they give me a sense that the weekend is almost here. The feeling is something that helps me get through the day. But mornings, they are meant for sleeping.
So I was blissfully asleep in my bed, when I got a kick on my posterior. Huh..?
I opened my eyes, the hazy picture took form, and there stood I-shit-aaaah..!! Was I happy to see her? Well Fucking Yes!! She is only like my fav person on the planet. But kicking me, that to when I am asleep… I requested her that in future if she can’t wake me up by ki-ssing me, ki-cking is totally out of the picture. I mean a man needs to catch up on the sleep whenever he can, you never know whether you will be sleeping in the night..!!

She was dropping by a day earlier than her usual weekend trips because she had to visit the Mindtree office, the company with which she is doing a remote project. After spending the morning catching up it was time to leave. Now, ‘The rhapsodizing queen of the soul peering conglomerate’ is not very good with traveling around the city all by herself. But she did surprise me. I mean I did offer to drop her and the office was far, but she did all by herself. She had my credit card, my phone, my CD’s (the one day I remember to get something to office, she take it with her) and my money. I suddenly felt empty, alone and very ‘naked’. She survived. She amused herself by reading my messages and lying to an unsuspecting overfriendly bloke.

We had planned a movie marathon in the night, {I swear by her taste in books and movies}We proceeded to watch the movies she had got, when it suddenly struck us that the format won’t play in anything else other than VLC player, which we did not have on my laptop. Sigh!! The movie show turned out to be a no-show, but not before the house was filled with resounding wails of “You don’t have VLC, who does not have VLC…!!”
The entire episode was fairly reminiscent of the “Abbe tu PSPO nahin janta” ad that used air on TV some years back.

She does have a mean streak to herself as well. She murdered an entire civilization of insects and mosquitoes while we passed some time on the terrace of the house. I mean she was swift, smooth and ‘death at the clap of the queens hands’ could not have been more appropriate. She might also be indirectly responsible for the water scarcity in state of Karnataka or the Cauvery issue itself, considering she guzzles water at rate of 1000 litres a month.


Several pizzas, beers, an xxxciting Saturday night, the occasional but must disagreements that lead to full blown fights and some time spent at purple haze later, it was time for her to go.


I am sad!!