Friday, treated well...

I had promised my friend a treat for being an awesome co-hunter & to celebrate our find. So, we decided on flick & dine. From Body of lies to Rab ne, we had to settle on Bolt. Quite a bolt that! Nevertheless, it was an easy, nice evening. Dinner at Chilly's with my favourite molten chocolate grand finale, followed by the bolt. The movie was kiddish, yes, but cute & gave our rough week, a light end. (There were some intermittent, brief animations, this evening.. unnecessary but unavoidable over the phone tussles that drained me of my illusionary sense of humour. So, no funny attempts today. Sorry!)

Thursday was roomy...

Thursday was the day. I finally found a room. Spacious, fitted within my budget & this got my friend dancing in joy, in the elevator on our way back! I was thinking look at what money does to people! makes them dance at its ishaara! Jokes apart, honestly, he was such a sweet heart to enjoy my success as his own. Rare find, him. Tougher than rooms! I happen to know him through my sister & am glad (and even surprised, come to think of it) that my sister has such friends. Coming back to the room issue...there is a hitch though, in the deal we cut - the house mates (a couple with a kid) are non-vegetarians. Into sea food at that! But i cannot let go of this room that we found after a very tough hunt. And, I have to move. Soon. So, it could be fishy. But i have to get in there!

Not much d(h)rama, this wednesday...

Today was a busy day. I was busy doing what i am paid for. (You know, one of those days that comes & goes! This is obviously one of my attempts...please laugh out loud, in charity, so that I continue to be the respectable professional that i am!). Anyway, so, not much of house hunting carried out. The other day, my friend & I had gone out looking for places that would have sticky bills with room ads. Smart-ass thinking. Let the source be a secret - I shall not endanger 24 (precise) years of built-up reputation. A dented image, yes; but not wholly so. Not yet. And not to mention, I am mature enough not to resort to such cheap things (C'mon, being over 25 by a couple of years, such poise of thought comes naturally to me!). Getting back on track, for the millionth time, to the room hunting story.. My friend, obviously, being a man, felt like he's sort of incharge of the situation & hence, the guide, expert et al, just like how all men feel, usually. He flipped his phone out & dialed a number in a matter-of-fact & apparent lateral approach to the situation on hand. The legendary phone had a feature that would stylishly voice out the number being dialed. How that helped, I have no idea! But yes, this feature came with a flaunt of style - as guessed, totally unwarranted, from him. Well, so he called another smart-ass friend in the area, from his vast(?!) network, to find out about the nearest place that would have such bills. The nearest place was a supermarket about 7 minutes away; not so near, considering our feet were sore, we were hungry & were at the fag, fatigue end of the day! Yet, we managed against all odds, to drag ourselves to that coveted place. From across the road, we were looking for signs of bills and heaved a sigh of relief when we found, on the door of that supermarket, One, yes only one bill. Atleast something! Heaving a sigh again, this time loudly, we crossed the road to get a closer look at the bill. It read "Stick no bills"..

As i move through tuesday..

I am at work right now (got here about 2 & 1/2 hours ago) & the only other colleague that was here, left a couple of minutes ago. Only peace & quiet give me company. Not to forget the contesting dull but continuous whirring sound of the tubelights. Now that i am concentrating, the noise sort of rips through my head. My man, at this juncture, would have said - well, there are 2 options - you can stay conscious of the noise & end up sullking (loudly, within) & let all this kill the greater peace that prevails OR you can ignore that sound & continue to relish the peace around & within. Simple! Choice 2.

So, the major part of my time today, i have spent trying to look up for rooms to rent online. Did jot down a few leads that i am going to personally check out in a couple of hours, hopefully. There was this one interesting call i made, that i am compelled to share to align with goals of this blog. It went like this -

"hello; this is re your room in karama, is it still available?"

"halllllo"

"well, this is re your room in karama, is it available"

"rrrrroom?"

"yes, the room in karama"

"d(h)rama?" well, i feel like am in one now!..

"hmm...err.." (that was me, groping for words..which is hardly the case usually; people who know me will vouch for this)

"wait(h) please"

"ok?!!"..then the 'gentleman' that held the d(h)rama so far, handed over the phone to a more gentle lady..

"halllo" ...there was some common thread that bound the family!

"yeah, i am looking for a room in karama for one working lady, myself; is it still available?"

"you want(h) worrrrking ladies?"

WT%^ "hmm!!!!!"

"you want(h) worrrrking ladies?"..yeah right, i have no roof over MY head, i will get some more working ladies with me & we can all keep running around like a train on the road, hiring more working ladies simply because that is what is available!

"Sorry!", i hung up. WhatEVER! ..

Phew! Anyway, another 20 mins of work here and then I am off, to carry out my room hunt with a sweet friend who is waiting & ready to help me out! It takes all kind of people to make up this world!

The tale of a tuesday...

Well, it's just born. So, some more waiting for the tuesday to unwind & reveal its tang. For now, am planning to go to work (i know its mad to work on a holiday..but this is just to avoid pushing the madness out to when it cant be taken..at the fag end of a week day!). House hunting is still on. But yes, my heart does lie where the home is. And hey, am wishing luck to myself for ALL life's examinations! :)

Flash on house hunting

With more than half a day gone, the result of house hunting, rather room hunting has been near zilch. Either the room's taken or not available yet or my call just goes unanswered! All possible ways ..some-buddy is finding out all possible ways to screw me up! some-buddy, some where. But no, i ain't giving up yet. And it's not as much about sounding like a tigress as it is about craving a roof over my head..for my own space, a decent sized one where i can roam around or atleast toss & turn (considering my shoe-string budget!), as i please without feeling awkward.

It's monday...just another excuse to make a fool of myself.

I see this as turning out to be my personal diary, as if anyone is interested in that kinda shit. But hey, ordinary stories when given an overwhelming spin, go out to become block busters, ain't it? All the ordinary maniacs with no better thing to do rush to watch it, while the ordinary guy in the ordinary story mints extra ordinary amounts of money. So, i guess its better to be ordinary & a story teller than just to be ordinary & looking for stories.

My day began quite well. With virtual reality ironically, being my only touch with the real world at this time of the day; i logged on to the net & was found by my sis. We had a nice warm, merry chat, laughing at all the persons we know and at slyly smiling at our own Multiple Perosnality Disorder. I guess, we have come to a time where there is hardly anyone with just one personality to show / hide! We all have that enlightened, ever loving countenance outside masking our secret kvetch bitching just about everything inside. In a funny way, that is. Now, don't think of yourself as this do-gooder hero who has hit upon this villain in hiding & is about to bravely tear off the diguise to reveal for the whole wide world's good! If at all.., just get off line & do something more useful. In the real sense!

Well, well, i told you my thoughts are watery. I realise (if you haven't yet) that i have not got anywhere! That's no news for me..that's the way i roll. Now, i shall get off this as i have house hunting to do. In dubai. Hunting of this sort is hardly a thrill. And yeah, please do not get inspired and try such blog stunts without insane supervision. You just wont get to where you should not get to, but where you want to get to. Happy Monday!

Still & Sparkling - My thoughts for you...

My thought bubbles are so flimsy, especially of late, that i have always wondered if i could ever get readers, any at all, to grip those. They are diaphanous, pure fizz and phut easily. So, there is a great deal of exposure to the readers to slide, without a feign of an hint, from what they think could be 'something' into pure, unadulterated nothing. Nevertheless, life runs on hope. Plus, like they say, glory follows guts. So, I shall be no exception to life's rules & let the world into my spin of events & people that make up my story. Okay, by world, i mean the fewer or more of those who get to read this shit! :) Mind you, 'shit' here, is NOT used in a derogatory fashion! I do not claim to enlighten anyone...but to just fill this space with my watery thoughts; sometimes still, sometimes sparkling; so that perhaps someday, somehow I could get someone, any one, to laugh. With me or at me. Then, I win. So, here i go..