* I hate it that all incoming calls are charged
* I hate it for the the different timezones (I woke up my Manni and cousin at 6 on a Sunday morning 'coz I messed up timezones)
* I hate it that thamizh movies are released there but not in Hyderabad
* I hate the fact that though it is easy to send birthday cakes from US to India, it is close to impossible to accomplish the opposite
* I hate the Americans' inability to understand my English
I HATE AMERICA!!!!!
P.S - Seriously I have bigger and better grouses against USA and some NRIs. But that shall wait until suitable time
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Yes, It's Me
No, your eyes are not playing a trick. The cobwebs are off and here's a shiny new post. :-)
First things first, Happy Birthday S! Hope you have a blast today!
Since my creative juices are all dried out and this is going to be another the story of my life kinda post.
I suppose I could tell you about this thing that happened that restored my faith back in humanity. I went to this petrol station on my way back home, filled my tank up and then realised my wallet was back in office. Tears threatened to come rushing out and I was wondering which vetti guy to call to make him get my wallet. Apparently my show of histronics talked volumes and the guy there realised I had no money. And immediatly he asked me not worry and come and pay the next day. Relief flooded over my being and I rushed back to office. And I found my wallet on my desk and I sped back to pay my debt. The guy was very sweet again and remarked that I could have come over the next day as it was getting late. And so my gentle readers, it shows that trust and faith still exist in this world. :-)
So I am testing waters now with this small post. And if things go on well, I will be back with a bigger post tomorrow. :-) So long.
First things first, Happy Birthday S! Hope you have a blast today!
Since my creative juices are all dried out and this is going to be another the story of my life kinda post.
I suppose I could tell you about this thing that happened that restored my faith back in humanity. I went to this petrol station on my way back home, filled my tank up and then realised my wallet was back in office. Tears threatened to come rushing out and I was wondering which vetti guy to call to make him get my wallet. Apparently my show of histronics talked volumes and the guy there realised I had no money. And immediatly he asked me not worry and come and pay the next day. Relief flooded over my being and I rushed back to office. And I found my wallet on my desk and I sped back to pay my debt. The guy was very sweet again and remarked that I could have come over the next day as it was getting late. And so my gentle readers, it shows that trust and faith still exist in this world. :-)
So I am testing waters now with this small post. And if things go on well, I will be back with a bigger post tomorrow. :-) So long.
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