Red Bus!

I was trying to board a bus(it was a red clored bus), yesterday.This bus was almost empty.It stopped right infront of me.I was about to get into the bus, when a group of people(like a swarm of bees)attacked me.I was pushed aside.People were climbing on each other like monkeys, jostling each other to get in the bus.When I, finally, made it into the bus, it was half empty.Mind less bastards, I thought!But, if we dig into this topic.As we live in a poor country, we struggle for each and everything, since we were born.We got so used to struggling in life that we are forced to forget about the result, sometimes.Even if they wouldn't have struggled, they would have got a seat!

Great Expectations!

I  always used to admire the way friends care for each other.As you enter college, you see myriad new faces and somehow only very few of them get closer. I came across groups which existed because of regionalism(which were completely fake), politics etc.I always wanted to be part of a group whether it is fake or not(which I was not able to succeed).I tried to do whatever it takes to be part of that group(whether I liked it not).What I did was fake.Whatever I talked was fake.I have become a complete faker to impress others!It took me a long time to realize that.I'm not saying I don't want to be friends with anyone.According to Gandhi, friends react on each other.It is very important to give enough personal space to your friend or any relation, so that he/she won't feel the need to fake.If we keep faking what will be our identity.I mean, others should like the way you are, whatever your character may be.If I am faking before a friend, how can he be called a friend?.This is the reason why I try to stay away from doing things in groups.One can say you can be yourself even if you are in a group,but it is really difficult(try it out).One of my friends says one has to fake to get whatever one wants and thats what I do to impress girls,I do get the intended result, John Nash kind of stuff won't work here.I disagree with him(with certain exceptions.I know it is hard to meet their Great Expectations!:P).

Ladies and a Gentleman

lady1: I hate it, when my husband calls his mother before me.He brays like a donkey, "ammee, ammee".Why can't he ask me,damn it?

lady2: My husband sleeps, nicely, till I complete all the work.The moment I complete he wakes up and asks for coffee.

lady3: Dobby(her husband) helps me in almost everything I do.

lady2: You have a loving husband.You are lucky.

lady1: yes, you are!

lady4: My husband comes and asks if he can be of any help, but what will he do.He just keeps standing there.So, I shoo him off.

lady1: We went to a restaurant along with his friend, who came along with his living partner.My husband cribs, " and mine is an arranged marriage.What an ass I am!".

lady2:Oh!living partners!Great, things are changing in India, too.

Gentleman1(thinking): WTH!I am not going to marry.I am an ardent follower of charlie Harper's principle.

lady4: No, don't think.You will get married some day, for sure.I will bet on that.

Gentleman1: blacks out!

PUKE AND LAUGH

I had to go to New Delhi few days back. I was greeted by my neighbor, whom I thought was a cheerful guy.He asked my where abouts and told his.He talked incessantly without having any mercy on me.He was going to Bhopal to attend his brother's wedding.He told me how he was forced to go for Rajdhani as air fare is around 25,000 INR from B'lore to Bhopal (in the last few days).He was telling about how he almost missed the train.I couldn't bare him anymore.His incessant talk became nauseating."A cheerful guy" impression started fading away and "an annoying guy" impression started taking shape from the former's silhouette.My feelings were almost similar to John Doe's in the David Fincher's film, seven.Lines read by somerset from his dairy(sorry!not a dairy.He scribbles some sentences whenever he feels like writing).

"On the subway today,a man came to me to start a conversation. He made small talk,

this lonely man,talking about the weather and other things. I tried to be pleasant

and accommodating,but my head began to hurt from his banality. I almost didn't

notice it had happened,but I suddenly threw up all over him. He was not pleased,

and I couldn't help laughing."

Ah!what fun it is to puke on an annoying person and laugh at him! I somehow managed to escape and climbed up to my berth(and never dared to go down).I somehow got lost in my thoughts and fell asleep.What a relief!