Yesterday was fun… I met up with an old friend Deepti. She is seriously a work of art. The only thing that draws me towards her is that she is never serious. I learnt something from her yesterday. I learnt that I’m too serious and I need to chill out in life. Thanks Deepti for the lesson. Today Manoj Ochani called up and I just had to mention it cause I’ve never mentioned his name on my blog. Here you go Manoj now it’s official… Take care and be well all…

I LOVE RAP MUSIC... why... then read the Chorus of the song below which i have taken a liking too... It's sung by Obie Trice and the song's name is Adrenaline Rush (OST : 8 Mile) They say ONCE YOU GO BLACK YOU NEVER GO BACK...

Get live motherfucker when I speak motherfucker,
Out your seat motherfucker, I'ma reach motherfuckers,
Shady Records 'til I sleep, motherfucker, Obie Trice nuttin' but street muthatfucka,
Tear this bitch up until you bleed motherfucker,
I wouldn't give a fuck who you be, motherfucker,
Punk, pussy, bitch or G, motherfucker, Adrenaline rush before you leave motherfucker.

I’m tired… I’m feeling low… the weather’s changed and so has my attitude towards life and people. I think I’ve opened my eyes to a painful reality, which I cannot digest. I miss my friends… I’m just at that point in life where I sit blank and ponder over nothing… >= I need a friend right now to talk too, but am unable to find one… How firkin strange is that??? Is this what friends are for??? I’m not talking about all my friends, I’m just talking about the ungrateful ones!!!

I LOVE INDIA!!! But I hate Indian men, especially when they are educated and act uneducated. I took the bus today to go to work. At the stop there was a very beautiful looking college girl who took the same bus as I did. Now don’t get me wrong, but she really looked beautiful in the pure sense. She had a very beautiful face and her hair was even more gorgeous. She sat in the seat in front of me. About 2 seats ahead and on the opposite side of her seat, was a man who just looked back at her and stared at her continuously for a good 3kms!! (That's how far i go to work form home.) Kinda like having impure thoughts about her in his head… That was so fucking disgusting. And to make it all worse, he had that “BEAT ME UP” sign written all over his face, which i seriously wanted to follow after all one must follow signs on the road >=D Dis-fucking-gusting!!! I’ve noticed that in most Indian men. Some of them have loyal committed wives who’d probably do everything for them, but they just don’t seem to understand. The men always want something more… something more like SEX!!! And once that’s obtained then it’s time for SOME MORE SEX!!! Now most traditional Indian women aren’t open to a subject like that because of their culture, but the men feel that the women are, probably cause of the fuck-all Hindi movies that portray the Indian women like sex toys to play around with. I mean if the Indian man would only wait for the right time then I guess things would come naturally. But men are impatient and want things now. Guys shouldn’t think with their fucking dick-heads all the time. I remember tha ti almost made this same mistake once and i regret till today >=( When will things change around here I really don’t know. I think the concept of modernization is taking a completely new turn in evolution here in India, which shouldn’t be happening.

And finally after a 9 month gap I commence classes once again. This time I’ll be regualar… I hope!! Lol >=D