Snoring habits- Hai tauba .. !!!

Everything has been perfectly normal since my last post. Syl is trying to sharpen her skills in crossing roads without her spectacles and I would say she is doing quite an enviable and independent job :) only that a car zips past her inches away and it misses her eyes :). Syl you need to look across on either sides of the road and not dawdle away in your own thoughts, even better would be wearing spectacles :). Pri is still giving me fashion advice as to what I should be wearing on a wedding. I guess I am in safe hands, finally ; cant trust my room mates who have more killer suggestions of dressing me for a Halloween party rather than a traditional Punjabi wedding. M and me speak a few times a year, once on her b'day and once on my b’day, that practically makes it twice a year and VD is still surprising me with her revealing-myself kind of habit. She landed up from Canada last week and gave me a call on a night when I was so insanely bored that I was on the verge of terming that night as one of my worst, sleepless nights. I had fired messages to every friend of mine, in every part of the world but not to VD and it so happens that she rescued me. There is something about this sweet, late night, how-have-you-been, long-time-no-see, calls; they are bewitching. You don’t feel like hanging up and the moment you do, you are already asleep with a big grin on your face. By the by women are gifted with this uncanny quality of softening you up even when they would have been downright cruel to you and would have given your souvenir to someone else. Yes, VD bewitchingly confesses that she donated my Canadian souvenir to someone. VD, you ain’t getting a hug when u meet me... :-/

So where is the complaining part of the blog? There is suppose to be one isn't it especially with me its hard not to find a part of the post that is tumultuous in its own way. I mean me not cribbing on this blog is as unusual as finding yourself marooned on moon with a hot, bikini model sitting beside you. And the joy to know that no one would be around is somewhat comparable to the relief that I would get after cribbing on this space.

Life, unperturbed save a few nuclear explosions has never been in danger of being extinct completely. It’s been existent for million years now but out of all those stupid inventions that man has made like tissue papers and mosquito nets, I wonder why there has never been an instance when someone would have thought of making some apparatus to help people not to snore in the stillness of the night; some kind of clip that could clip both one's mouth and nose together or some kind of silencer that could be fitted into nose or mouth and directed towards the window for the by products to escape out. Here I am, typing away this post on my mobile while 2 of my room mates A and GA are snoring right beside me. I don't understand the nature of people who need a noisy fan, I am referring to you SH or populous street stacked with traffic emitting deafening horns to induce sleep (I am referring to you DP, I don’t even know if she remembers this one time conversation that she had with me), I need absolute silence when I sleep, no ragging fans or blinding lights, please. I tried to cover GA's face with a bed sheet and placed a pillow on A's face, now they started to emit a bass sound wave together which somehow resonates and could easily be mistaken for a mobile vibrating. I brought back my thoughts to messaging people and I wonder why people especially females never reply to your messages. I am concentrating on these bad messaging habits and I am just left with one thought, if a person does not reply back or smses back I am sure she is not interested in knowing you, isn't it simple. So, with this in mind I have decided not to message such people and message only those who message me regularly or care to reply to my messages.

And so I tried reading and now was left wondering if we are back in the seventies when the inflation remained perpetually high, when countries like India and China considered their population as a massive negative point. I thought cheap labor from India and China solved this problem but I guess I was wrong. A few journals say that these were long impending risks of the fed cuts done in US. Each time there was a Fed cut foreign investors pumped in more money into the growing economies like India, China and Brazil but shouldn't the global slow down neutralize it all. Mr. Bush says that the inflation of food prices is because of food shortage. India's middle class makes up for the whole population of US and the increase in salaries of this middle class would also affect the demand for food and that’s left the prices soaring high. Again these causes are not permanent; most of the countries have their economies liberalized and interests rates aligned to that of US or any other strong economy and therefore its tough to find the causes of these issues unlike the cause of my insomnia for which I have found a cure and that’s reading, I am feeling as sleepy as ever. Reading does make one sleepy and before I crash a big thank you to all of them who commented on my last blog; mistakes do happen, Rajanikanth always looses mind in front of reporters and Harbajan always get involved in controversies for his blunders on the field. I too interchanged a few surnames in my last blog don’t know whom I was thinking about Lara Dutta or Priyanka Chopra. Kya farakh paenda hai, teh dono hi soni punjabhi kudiya hain aur mainu bahut pyaar kar di ya …!! :)

On the I pod: One headlight (The Wallflowers).... next on the juke box- Tere naal nachna :)