Warning: This is a blog that lacks intellectuality. My levels of IQ stand as lofty as that of Paris Hilton's pet pomeranian and my knowledge of current affairs is as deep as Mandira Bedi's of cricket. I mostly ramble about the trivialities of my everyday life, F.R.I.E.N.D.S, friends n family, movies, cricket; basically thoughts that would enter the mind of any Sita, Gita or Rita.

Note: I was busy drooling over the pages of Playboy during my English classes in school. So please bare with any grammatical blunders or the obvious lack of classic literary writing. (I was a little confused between the selection of 'bear' and 'bare' in the sentence above so I resorted to my favorite inky-pinky-ponky routine)

If you happen to pass by, feel free to register your presence. coz yeh duniya bahot chhoti hai aur yeh zindagi bahot lambi. Kya pata, someday somewhere, you and I might end up discussing about it over a cup of garam garam masala tea.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008


I don't want to work.. I cant even look at the computer screen.. I am feeling too damn sleepy.. Coz I just came from lunch having as big a bowl of Biryani as one can imagine.. The amount of rice was as much as I have had in my entire lifetime.. Umm.. Obviously not that much.. But surely more than what I used to eat in one week at home.. I am not able to keep my eyes open any longer.. I dnot kown waht i ma tyipng.. Teh kebyoard is appaerni liek one falt peiec of mabrle to me.. I catn seme top be abel to fnid teh rihgt kesy.. God help em..