Hi All,
With a long or rather impish Grin I start this blog.All motivation is drawn from my abettor/Partner in Crime Vikram aka "MIKI".Niti has left for US (wow!) and I am all alone again.This time with lots of luck.The day Niti left for US all hell broke loose on me :(.
First I Lost my keys and that too at 1:00 am.You are left with dearth of options if you just have your torn TEE and Boxers on and stand in front of a door ,giving yourself implausible execuses that you did carry the key.The journey began when internet stopped working.Soon my Einstien (That's the name of my brain....and I would appreciate if you call it with its name and not by common noun --BRAIN)So my Einstein told me to check what is amiss with the router untidly kept on the roof top.However my Ruby(Thats the name of my Body) refused to move but Einstien was somehow successful in convincing her and we three (Einstien,Ruby and I )left for the roof.Einstien over rated himself big time as when it encountered the Router it could not even understand the iota out of it.To conceal its anguish(embarassment word would be bit demoralisig for Einstien) we came back . By that time it was 1:00 AM ..After fervently searching my single boxer's pocket ,I daunted with the fear of not carrying the key.And my apprehension came true.I was dumbstruck and pale.Only good thing was that I was loking damn hot.People who are not aware about my recent physical apperance(Although I do not undergo metamorphosis like caterpillar) I look damn sexy in my size "M" Tshirt which sticks to my body like females are stuck to males at Khajurao sculptures.My Tummy no matter how hard I hold myself from breathing always peeps out like a spoilt curious brat.To add to it I was sporting glasses with unique "UNBREAKABLE" frame which can even give complex to George Clooney.My Giant thighs were easily available for spectators as My Boxer was shorter than the Tarzan's costume.Neverthless I went out to Parihar Chowk and noted down the number of a key maker.I made him a call and he was not at all convinced with this midnight call seeking help to unlock the apartment.I like a bride's millionaire father offered him moonh maangi keemat.Finally he sold his emergeny services to me @ 500 INR.He came to my rescue and I finally stepped inside my apartment.First thing I did was to kiss my key as I realised its value now.
To avoid any such problem in future I am planning to wear a necklace of keys around my neck somewhat like ANGULI-MAAL who used to wear a necklace made of fingers.If you have any better idea please do let me know.
Well I somehow slept and went to office next day....
............................To be Cotinued :)
Luv
Vinu
