samay kaatne ke 20 tarike (20 ways to paas time)

1. Sleeping

2. Going classes (really, going class is more fun now a days instead of a holiday)

3. Clicking refresh scorecard link every ball (if matches are going on)

4. Spending the time outside the room

5. Looking towards PMC in search of some ....

6. Visiting MECH hostel

7. Indulging in arguments rather than discussion

8. Increasing the comment list of any post endlessly

9. Swapping between gtalk, facebook and DC++

10. Gazing desktop wallpaper

11. Playing AOE

12. Scrolling gtalk friend`s list to see if .... is online

13. Reading newspaper

14. Seeing daydreams

15. Main chat

16. Playing patti

17. Watching every bollywood series which is on air

18. Killing of mosquitoes (seriously I do it sometimes)

19. Writing such a horrible blog

20. Thinking of 21st way to paas time

Lost and Found

Something that happened about 16/17 years back suddenly flashed today. So I thought to pen it down. I had a small fight with my brother. So I went to my mother for complaining. But instead of consoling me she scolded me and told, "papa aayenge to unse bolna, hum nahi jante tumlog ka ladai". I too annoyed went to my father(he was not at home). On my way I had to take a right turn. But 5 year old child brain could not remember the right way and instead turned left. Consequently I ended up reaching kutchery with no where to head. So I began to cry endlessly on road itself. It was that kind advocate who spotted me and asked me why I was crying. I just answered, "humko papa ke paas jana hai, humko papa ke paas jana hai". That childish brain didnt know even his father`s name or home address. So he took me to Raj Sounds. It was a shop that gave sound systems in marriage ceremony and all. They gave us lot of things to eat as a bribe to stop crying. But even after accepting all bribes I continued The owner took the responsibility and made announcements over the mic all over the town. Meanwhile It was discovered in home that I was missing. So search movement began. While looking for me on rickshaw my mother started crying. The rickshaw puller asked why she was crying. She narrated the whole situation. Then he informed that he had heard the announcement of a boy missing. He took me to Raj Sound and as a result now I am among you all. Had I been fallen in wrong hands ...... Its not worth describing.