I know thts a cheap title, but then i m a man of cheap titles. As i mentioned in previous post parents are out, and i and my cousin will be living for some time alone. When a single person lives alone things are fairly simple all the works has to be done by him only, but when two people live, division of work becomes too complex more so with washing dishes..
Cousin goes to work so basically i m alone till evening, at 8 i just go out and sit at krishna’s(there will be a post about him later) place get updated on who is getting rich and who is getting poorer which kaam wali is getting fucked and many other news. Then R1 comes we arrange have to arrange for liquor since krishna’s stock is empty. Then we start drinking at around 9pm at 10pm my cousin joins us he also brings food. After drinking we all eat and go to sleep after doing some masti.. By the way r1 got tight yesterday and was singing loudly in the night, creating a jafa.
So what was happening was that nobody was washing the dishes and for the last 4 days bartans were piling up and it has become the size of donkey. Rite now my cousin is washing it 8.12 am. We were both thinking the other one will clean it and finally he gave up and started washing. R1 is still sleeping. i have always been an early riser. He wouldnt have washed but then i made some smart moves yesterday, i did the jhadu, and the dustbin was full as we had no idea where to throw them (for those who started following me recently, we have shifted to this house some 2 to 3 months ago). Only today we realised that a vehicle comes to collect the kachra. So when i was shifting the kachra to the polythene bag. What i saw was that all the food that got collected at the bottom had become shit, it smelled 10 times worser than shit, smell was quiet similar to shit but more like a shit of some alien. good that i controlled my mind and didnt add to the garbage by puking. So since i did 2 works he has to do some work, so since no other work was left he had to wash the dishes, i guess its gonna take 2 to 3 hours.
Day before yesterday R2 called, we have been kind of hiding from everyone that my house is empty because for obvious reasons – liqour shortage, we cant share that with anyone even with r2. More over he has his own place to drink and only on thursday he comes to drink with us now a days. R2 asked me if you can donate blood, i asked for whom, for gulab bhai’s wife. I said i cant man.. i will puke if i see blood going from my body. The last time i gave blood was when my mother was being operated for cancer, though the blood was never used i vomited a lot in the blood bank itself. That was too embrassing.. I can see other people’s blood but not my own. It gives chakkar and lot of vomiting after that.. he got the point and said its fine.
Yesterday R1 came in the evening and said do u know whats the latest news about R2, he continued i met K today and he yesterday went with R1 to give blood for gulab bhai’s wife and when they were taking the blood of R1 it was so thick that it took 45 minutes to fill 1 unit of blood and still the blood was of no use. Then doctor asked him as to what he has been doing, he said he drinks daily and doctor told him to stop drinking immediately else he cud even get an heart attack. I and R1 laughted at it, just thinking that he wont be able to drink and he will have to see those ghost (mentioned in earlier post – missing bladder) which will make him more madder will be fun to watch. Ya thts a bit cruel, but then the fun is too much in watching an hallucinating friend. Now what all things would be coming out of his ass we wondered. And we joked about the blooad taking too much time to reach his brain, thats why is doing such chutiya giris. We tried calling him and his phone was switched off. Actually R2 is someone who gets too afraid of things, watching him being afraid is just the funniest thing. But his anger is over the roof, he is short tempered so nobody tries to mess too much with him.
So we called him in the evening, and he confirmed that all those things happened and came to know that he has stopped drinking, and its good for him, he had become a pucca darudiya and is in a lot of financial trouble because of these. He has been drinking daily since he was 14. and it has certianly cost him and his family a lot not to mention even his bladder.
P.S. i know the readers wont be interested in reading my personal day to day shit, but then i m thinking tht i should write more on it, it will serve as a diary to which i can refer and enjoy when i would be unhappily married some years from now..