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Engagement and other events

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For sometime now things have become very eventful. So last week on 20th we had our engagement (i just noted that i used the word ‘we’ instead of ‘I’) it has been just 6 days yet it feels like months. I have become extremely filmy over the days since this stuff began. Engagement was good, funnily there was no exchange of ring, they asked if that could be avoided, we said its ok. though i still dont know why would they say that. We were nervous since the previous day, but on the day of engagement i was fine. It was arranged at a hotel near to their place. We went there around 30 people, close relatives and my friends D, UNI, and M, since i was among friends i didnt feel weird, we were talking fun and uncontrollable laughter broke out while the function was going on, actually none of their family members except father and the girl have seen me in real before this, neither have i seen them so it was our first meeting. My mom gave her a bangle, and while she was returning she stumbled on the chairs, that was funny, she certainly was nervous. We posed for pictures together, while we were posing i told her i might have a vertigo out of fear will you catch me if i fall, she laughed. I was feeling very nervous during this time, had some chat with her brother.

Then the function was over, and everyone started eating, cousin’s wife made her sit beside me, table was big so they also joined also my mother and V’s wife. They made fun of me by saying why are you not talking to her, i replied how can i in front of you people. Still i talked with her, i asked where is her mobile, she said its with her brother, i said i have sent sexy messages to it, which i hadnt. While she was telling some story to V’s wife i touched her leg with my feet, she just got stuck in her story telling. she forgot everything that she was saying and couldnt say anything, i was looking at her reaction, she looked at me and started laughing. Then she hid her legs somewhere, i did some exercise to find her leg but failed. After food talked with her for a considerable time, also talked with other people. Now i was fine and feeling quiet confident. So the whole thing was good.

We still talk a lot, many hours in a day, also chat a lot. We also talk sex a lot, actually i was talking sex within 5 days that we began talking on phone, i can talk anything with her, we have become very close in a short duration, there is a huge amount of connection between us. I feel i wouldnt not become this close with any other girl in such a short time.

Cousin came from dufai sometime in the previous week or the week before that i dont remember i will have to refer to my tweets to know the date. I UNI and S went to receive him by taxi to kozikode, drank on the way. Reached there at 4 in the morning, and for the first time drank again so early in the morning in the parking lot of airport.

Had an accident two or three days back, i and cousin got hit by a tempo while we were on my bike. That guy also a distant relative took us to the hospital, there were no fractures, just some bruises and swelling, which is ok now.

On monday(she has off on mondays) went to see the girl, i was feeling shy while thinking of it, but it was all fine once we went. You see i dont have much experience of talking with girls, its like almost zero words, and i have been always nervous among them but with this girl i have been comparatively comfortable. we first had some ice cream, she had what she always had, i choose something randomly which i havent had, i hardly repeat the dishes at restaurants, i have always been curious to try new thing, life is too short for repetitions. We sat and talked as much as we could.

Then we strolled through the town, we were unsure how to spend time now, as its a small town and there are no options like parks or such. She suggested we go to railway station, which was actually very original idea, i dont know how could someone think of that, so we bought platform tickets and sat at one of the benches, platform was relatively empty being a small station. We talked, it was good, held her hand and all. it was good, then we ate lunch and i came back.

Then on christmas got caught by police while we were coming backing after buying liquor, as my bike has gujarat registration it often becomes a problem, also its in super khatara condition. They were to impound the bike but there were unsure if they could drive it back to the station so they took my licence instead, and asked to collect it from police station after coming with gaadi ka papers. So next day i and UNI went to get my licence back, there was so much waiting involved, if you go to court or police station a few times, which i have on many occasion, you would stop doing anything illegal, no they dont do anything bad with you, but the process involves so much waiting that it becomes unbearable.  They charged 500rs for not having insurance. though they could have charged on many counts.

Day b4 yesterday went for fishing and caught 3 tortroises, they will be cooked today or tomorrow, yeh catching tortroises is illegal. I dont support it, but my supporting or unsupporting wouldnt stop people from catching it. So whatever.

Yesterday went to water park. I UNI, S and D. it was fun, but dropped my phone in water, i wanted to take a video while sliding through one of the rides, which was stupid and phone got wet and stopped working.  Went by bus since we were to drink and didnt want to get caught again for drinking and driving.  Drank brandy before begining the journey, then after reaching there i and UNI drank 2 literes toddy again because we were not feeling drunk enough. Overall it was good. Will try keeping the phone in sun today, i hope it will work, nokia phones generally work the next day after getting wet, not sure about samsung.

so thats pretty much the story till now, gareebi continues, no ameeri insight yet.


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December 28, 2012 at 8:41 am

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The last ladki dekhing and other records

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Time for some sunday bakchodi, no matter what sunday is always special. As the the title suggests the whole ladki dekhing business seems to have come to an end finally, its almost pucca now, date for engagement and marriage are yet to be fixed, as i said its almost fixed and i dont say its really fixed, as there are some chances that things might not work out, but the chances for that are quiet slim. I wont have broken the news unless its really fixed, but then that would become selective blogging, and i dont want to withheld anything here, i would just say as it stands now, even if i make a paplu out of me i would have no regrets,  this blog is an imprint of my life and it should remain that way.

So the story goes like this, we have this distant relative who is a neighbour and had recently came back from dufai, so he used to come to our home to talk, as most dubai returnees do on their leave as they dont have any work or ways to spend time, so they would just go to people’s house and talk. So he used to come and he became good company of my parents, and they would talk for hours, also he got acquainted with me, and we began to drink together, we drank the videshi whiskey that he bought, and since we both are atheist he developed an admiration of me, and towards the end of his leave, i.e. last week i think, he said he would find a girl for me, aware of the fact that i have been unable to find a girl for marriage since ever. So he and my father goes to see this girl who is an contact of the friend of his.

So they see the girl and they find the girl good, so the next day again us including me go to see the girl, ofcourse it was not a normal ladki dekhing, this was also weird but not as weird as some of my other adventures. We went to see at the hospital she was working at, she is a temporary physiotherapist at some sarkari hospital. After going through some typical comical conditions which have become a trademark in my case, i see the girl. The girl is ok, thou i m not sure again, a bit on the darker side but fairer than me, normal height, average looks, much more than average as per mallu standards,  her looks are like very very desi i dont know how do i describe it but it just means she has insane amount of indianess in her looks and really long and thick hair the kind they show in parachute commercial. Thou i have no special liking towards long hair, as a matter of fact i like short hair, but still long hair is a sign of healthy genes.  She is a real smooth talker, the kind of person who are very social, kind of people who know how to talk and are by default friendly with every one, quite opposite to the socially awkward me. So when we reached hospital we called her home to get her mobile number so that we can call her down, what the fuck do i her, she doesnt use a mobile phone, how more sexier does it get than this, someone who doesnt use a mobile is insanely sexy, i wished i could do that.

So we like the girl, not exactly like an instant like, actually we debated a few minutes to decide if the girl was good looking or not, nobody could really  put a finger on it, and now i realized the brains of my parents have also got scrambled about beauty just like me owing to ladki dekhing on a long term basis, thankfully V (the dufai guy) was there to tell that the girl was actually good looking, after listening to that we also found the girl good looking. I say she is confusingly average.

so we call her parents tell that we like the girl and intend to take it forward, and we need her rashi details so that we can check with the astrologer, so the rashi detail which is call kurp which i think actually mean ‘a note’ literally needs to be exchanged they said her brother would come here and give that, also that way he can see the house and all, but the next day they dont come, we think they are not interested thats y they are making bahanas.  They say they couldnt come due to some reason so asked us to collect that from the girl at the hospital, so again i and V go there and xchange the kurps, again i see the girl, again i m indecisive if i like her or not but mostly i m on the positive.

So we see the rashi and tell them the match is ok, its like 6 and a half match out of 10, not great but workable. They seemed serious about astrology and stuff from their earlier talks, so they said they would also want it to be check at their end. 2 days go in that they said they didnt get time, we all the time felt they are not interested. They never called us, they only told the stories when we called them. Finally they said they checked the rashis and next day they will come to visit us to talk further. Ofcourse they would have showed my rashi and astrologer would have said that i m going to be super rich or something, its pretty standard, most astrologers tell that thing, they seemed to have got all of a sudden very interested after the rashi checking thing.

Still my job thing was not clear, it was just told that i m a web designer, ofcourse it was not told that i was doing it from home which is a huge huge negative, its like super negative, its better to be a lottery ticket seller than to be told that you are working from home, these villagers dont understand this shit, and they cant be made to understand. So they come, V’s friend who showed the girl to us, her mama and her father. You wont believe what her father’s name is, its MAYA its the most unusual coincidence, how the fuck does a male have a name maya, and he hardly talks, he talks much less than me. All the phone talking happened with her mother, her father never came on phone, extreme introvert i say. After hearing her father’s name i knew this would work, this is a weird sign thing that happens with me, there is always a sign and when it comes to me, these signs are often weird.

So we discuss about things, we hinted that we need to make it asap, obviously because we want the jafa to get over soon, we need something to be fixed. But they didnt give a date, they say they will tell later, also their house is half completed, they havent done house warming yet, engagement can be done only after that. Also they didn’t seemed financially ready for it as of yet, may b thats y they were dillydallying.

Parents do call them sometimes, and yeh i did talk with her on phone, nice voice and tone, which most social people have. Also her brother did an inquiry sort of thing, asking what exactly i do, and why i never took a proper job, i told what i had to, dont know if he liked what i said, ofcourse they would have to answer questions of their relatives, they would also ask what i do, and it would certainly be weird to say he works from home. Still things are positive if i may say so, and this is probably and hopefully the end of the ladki dekhing shit, because yours truly is tried of it.

The experiments moving forward would be of different kind, the originality of observations will b taken to the level of v s naipaul, i have never read anyone more talented than naipaul when it comes to observation.  And ofcourse going forward we will have the very detailed and most awkward of a suhaagraat post, which i know is going to take originality to a new level.  Also they had inquired specifically if i drink or smoke, and V had told them no, and they seemed damn serious about it, it would also b interesting to see what happens when i drink for the first time, it will be a major thing i say.

So this would mark the end of phase 1, next phase would b from date of engagement to the first 10 days after marriage, a very fucking detailed analysis will be done on the arranged marriage experience, and i hope its funny, embarassing and awkward till the end.  Yeh and that dufai guy he is going back today, that tattoo i got done from pune recently, we went there at sister’s place for durga puja, it was good.

this could be the longest poster ever on this blog.

over and out.

Written by maya

November 18, 2012 at 1:26 pm

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Is it normal or does it happen only with me (Ladki dekhing)

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The thing about ladki dekhing is that most of our idea comes from movies, because most of us dont really come across any real ladki dekhing thing untill we are going for ladki dekhing ourselves, i would have known if my there was a ladki dekhing for my sister but since there was none i would not know, so all my outlook of the ladki dekhing system was from the movies. And it doesnt really matter what language movie you are watching, if there is a ladki dekhing scene its pretty much the same throughout India.  And from what i have seen in movies it seemed logical, but they normally show the girl in movie being disinterested in being paraded in front of others, may b there is a point but its not too good either for guys, its actually more annoying for the guys.  I think i have already talked about this so i will cut short here.

So there are some weird ladki dekhing things that happened with me, like the one i mentioned here https://adayinthelifeofindia.wordpress.com/2012/09/24/weird-ladki-dekhing-scenario/ it has mostly to do with the situation, i mean the situation is totally different from what we would generally expect from a ladki dekhing ceremony or event or whatever you may like to call it. So there have been events that crushes the notion of ladki dekhing that one might have in mind, i will tell you 2 such events which i found very chutiya type and its something which i doubt to be a normal thing around here, but it could be i dont know.

So this happened a few months back, i, my father and my mama who also is a shaadi ka agent takes us to a few girls, as in 4 or 5. It was mostly normal ladki dekhing but the last one was funny, so we were supposed to see the girl, so we reach her home and find out she is not there and that she has gone to work, she is a nurse, the ones that work in operation theatre. So my mama cum agent says lets go and see her in hospital. I was already like WTF ladki dekhing in hospital its fucking weird, but that was hardly weird compared to what was coming. So we reach the reception of the hospital and they ask for the girl, so now i expect that they will call the girl down and there will be some brief ladki dekhing, though i was still shocked at the weirdness as this was the first time it was happening to me. So mama tells she is up, lets go there. so we go up and my mama bloody knocks the door of operation theatre, i move back and hide, i was sure he will be getting a scolding from someone, but that doesnt happen, the door open and this girl comes out. And she is in all that surgeon type green dress with that topi on head and that mask. She has worn that surgical gloves and there is blood on it, it all felt like a dream. Then mama calls me, and says this is the girl. After seeing the girl in all the gloves and stuff with blood on it, the only words that came out of my mouth was “how is the patient”. Just joking, i asked my standard questions.

If you have noticed i mentioned about the last marathon ladki dekhing that happened recently in last post, so this funny incident happen in the last ladki, so we did some 4 ladki dekhing all day and i was bored as nothing funny happened, i was about to call the day a failure with no comedy situations or interesting incidents. So this agent ( another agent) tells that there is one more girl, but she might be at work, but we can go and see her there, she works in some medical shop. Hearing this i already had a smile on my face, i knew this is going to be funny, but the fact is that for a few moments of funnyness there are uncomfortable embarassing moments to be suffered. But as you know me, there is not really a price that i wouldnt pay for some good comic experience. So this agent says we will first go to his father, so that girls father is a chai wala, yeh he has a tea shop, the gareeb type tea shop, where old jobless old men sit and talk, a place with walls darkened from smoke, no fan or shit and just a dim light bulb in a dark room. I tell you it was a weird place. I was already liking the weirdness, so we meet the girl’s father, he seemed like a good guy, we all sat and drank tea. Then the girl’s father says if you want i can call the girl here, so they said ok so they call the girl. after sometimes the girl comes. The setting and all was very dreamy and arty especially the humidity and that light bulb and those old men sitting around was giving a good flow. It was all and out uncomfortble. With all the people looking at us, like some 10 people, old men and other labourers, apparently its not a place where young people especially a girl and a boy could be sighted, so they were all staring at us, and i was asking the standard shaadi type questions, all those oldies had one helluva time seeing a ladki dekhing program, man where else will you get to see this other than movies.

There is also another incident i wont go in details i m writing it for myself, as a note so i dont forget this in future, so we went day before yesterday to some far away place, and we did a ladki dekhing in temple, yeh thats a bit weird too and also has some subtle humor in it, but i m already tired writing the two incidents, so lets forget about it. i wrote it just to make a record.

Also day before yesterday had gd time drinking after just bought half liter and 3 people drank, UNI me and M, it was not enuf for us, so we went hunting for daru, couldnt find and eventually went for food, when we were eating and talking about the inability to find daru, some other guys who were eating they tell us that they can arrange for it. So we eat half the food, and remaining we get it parceled. We go to their place, some far village. There we all drink sitting on the road. Nice people they were, fun people. Drank there and reached home after 2, parents scolded the shit out of me for being so late, they are too annoying, they still treat me as a kid, never mind though. Thats it, already done too much of writing. so over and out.

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October 10, 2012 at 12:17 pm

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Bloody chemical reaction – An analysis

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This post is very important, because its a study, a study on human emotions. This post doesnt contain any entertainment value, but i just intend to document something that i felt happening within me – a bloody chemical reaction in simpler terms love. Yeh thats what i would call it and it would be no exaggeration. It took 10 hours from indifference to empathy to love.

So as the story goes, we went for ladki dekhing yesterday. I my dad and an agent, so we go to this girl’s, gd house and ever thing.  i see the girl, she looks ok, average if i may say so, thou i think i have lost my sense of beauty in terms of girls or may be by being bombarded with constant mallu girls(who apparently are a bit uglier in general), my earlier sense has changed, to the extent that i find even uglier people beautiful, in most instance the more uglier the more attracted i find myself to be to them. Coming to the point so this girl is average, not really bad looking, i mean i would say aesthetically pleasing, good dressing sense and way of talking.

Till this moment i was pretty much indifferent, i was not even intending to marry anytime soon, i was just collecting some content and experience and finding reasons to humiliate myself, dont ask y its just an experiment that i like to conduct. Well in the process if i find something appealing and if it works out then well and good, i did backout of a few alliance just because i didnt felt like doing it, i mean at that moment. So continuing the story, the girl gave chai, i said i just need water, she gave water. Saw the girl properly she is ok. Then she goes and stands near the door near her mother, her mother is talking and she is just standing there.  I notice her eyes she looked like bhengi, i was not sure though, it was not clear if she really had slight cross eye. Apparently i was tweeting all the while and did made a reference of it here https://twitter.com/gareebinsaan/status/250466872695332864  ofcourse i was not giving a shit, my father didnt even notice. So i tell my father, he asks the agent and he does confirms she has slight problem with eyes and eventually it was decided it was not good.

So i just forgot about it, just lay thinking about things at night, there was no good movie on tv and there was no new downloaded movie on pc so i just lay on bed as i was not feeling sleepy yet. Then suddenly earlier events of the day started creeping in, i scanned through the events of the day just reviewing them, and i began thinking about the girl. And as i remember i dont find her bad looking. I just felt her to be very well behaved, and as i thought further i remember how she stood with her mother near the door for a considerably longer time, none of the girls i met earlier made an appearance this long. I thought why did she do that, i assumed she did that because she wanted people to be aware of the eye defect at this earlier stage than finding out later? May b, but still standing there for so long like half an hour exposing her deformities, the first word that came to my mind was Respect. I began to respect her.

Then i thought further, though i knew it wont be good to think any further, i know the ways of brain, i know if you think about someone for too long brain starts to secrete chemicals that would make you like them. Still i continued thinking  just wondered how many people would have rejected her, and i began to fill sorry for her, was just thinking who would marry her. This is not some major deformity like polio and shit, but still its significant enuf. Then i felt sorry for her mother, i remembered seeing hope in their eyes. Now the level of emotion has reached to empathy. This is a serious level, i was thinking about her school life, how other children would have made fun of her, she might have had pretty bad life. Then i thought if someone has to marry her why shouldnt it b me, that altruistic feeling of doing something good came over me, i began to think this would be my big being different moment. I did think about what people would think, people would say this is all that he could get because he is a loser. Now rebellion in me was rising i thought fuck people, when have i cared about people. Now i wanted to marry her because  i wanted to prove to myself that i dont give a shit about what people think.

By 11pm in the night i had decided i will marry this girl, i will tell my parents early in the morning. I dont give a shit about what anyone thinks, she must be a nice girl i said to myself.  And i began to think of her more and i started liking her, by 12.00pm i thought i love this girl, and would marry her anyway.

Woke up in morning, and remembered what i had decided last night. I was about to tell my parents then i said to myself, maya think before you act, its all fucking chemical reaction, you might repent later. Think over it once again be practical dont get swayed, its all maya. You are being illogical, its not that you have been in love with the girl for a year for acting like such a rebel, may be she is an ass hole, you dont know it.  Emotions have fucked people, be indifferent as you always are. Your decision is purely based on the fact that there was no movie on tv, if there was good movie you wouldnt have even thought of all this. I nodded my head.

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September 26, 2012 at 11:19 am

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Weird Ladki dekhing scenario

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Find here my previous self degrading ladki dekhing adventures. http://en.search.wordpress.com/?q=ladki+dekhing&site=adayinthelifeofindia.wordpress.com .

If you are not a regular here, which apparently you are not. Because i have lost my tribe a long back and i m doing all this bakchodi all by myself with nobody to read.  Still i suggest you to read the above shit which would certainly make you feel better because you will feel relieved that there is someone who is a bigger loser than you.

I have not done any ladki dekhing in recent times, but parents have been looking and its still not working out and stuff. So my parents tell me that there is this girl who is coming to her relatives place which is near to our home, so they said they would go and see the girl and if they like her, they will call me so that i can see. It was near so i agreed, and also there was no writing worth shit happens so i decided to go anyways.

So parents went, after sometime they gave me a call and asked me to come.  When i reached there what the fuck do i see.  There is some party going on, not the city type party i mean village type party where people eat food sitting on tables. So this was the house of a newly married guy, and these people who were having food including my parents, were like their relatives, it some post shaadi food party. My parents never told me, i will be seeing a girl here in all this bheed, i would have refused if i knew before hand, but since i m here now i said lets give it a try, when i entered everyone was looking at me, i felt weird. There were a few girls eating food, i assumed she would be one among them, i ignored them. But then my father calls me, he is standing in the balcony of the house, my father is standing there also there is a girl standing, my father tells me this is the girl in front of the girl, then i give a smile she responds. My father asks the girl have you seen him, i find the question a bit weird.  I mean how can the girl could have seen me before, she is not even from this place. So i take out my regular set of questions.

I ask her name. She tells her name. I see that everyone is looking at us, and i was feeling a bit weird, ladki dekhing things inbetween all thse people. Then i asked about her education, she replied with some hesitation. Then i decided to take a proper look and ask something else, i looked towards her face, i see a red mark on her forehead, whats this shit, oh my shit this is sindhoor, who the bloody fuck is she, who am i asking my standard shaadi questions, then my bloody father says, this is the girl that this guy married. What the bloody fuck.

I was like, why the fuck didnt u didnt tell me, if you tell me this is the girl, what the hell do i assume, of course i m gonna assume its the ladki dekhing girl. So that was funny, i was blushing red like a monkey’s ass after this super chutiyagiri.

After that i kept laughing internally, there was a constant smile on my face. Then did ladki dekhing, i dont why but yesterday’s whole day was chutiya, i dont know if this girl was psycho or what, she kept laughing hiding behind her friend, i couldnt even see her face, never mind. i still found that funny, i laughed too and i wondered if she was laughing at the chutiyagiri that i performed earlier, also this time i didnt ask any questions, i said its fine and left.

over and out.

Written by maya

September 24, 2012 at 5:46 pm

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Pot after a really longtime

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I dont really remember the first time i smoked marijuana, i think i drank bhang earlier.. but i dont really really recall either of the events. I do have some memory problem i guess. I have mostly good memories of smoking marijuana, but i do remember of puking twice.. The last time i had marijuana was in form of bhang thats 2 years back.

So UNI had arranged for some pot two days back, so we smoked and we laughed like for some 3 hours, yeh thats how i react to marijuana i laugh non stop, i know a lot of people who dont laugh after smoking pot, but i generally people who laugh, when i and R1 used to smoke we too used to laugh a lot.

The best memory that i have of smoking pot is when i, R1 and manish smoked, after smoking we went to manish’s house. His family was watching tv, so we sat along with them.. suddenly there was some sexy scene on tv, and i bloody burst out laughing, then r1 and manish followed, we were laughing so hard that we couldnt get up and go outside. Finally we managed to go out, finished out laughing for some time and came back to his house, still we were having problems with controlling laughter, manish would make faces at his father when he turns around, and we would keep laughing seeing his chutiyagiri. Had other incidents too but this is best of the lot.

So as we were smoking yesterday and laughing suddenly it started to rain. So we ran and took shelter in cousin’s house, yeh and we couldnt stop laughing. Another thing was that i had stopped wearing underwear since a week, i dont think underwear is really necessary, and the humidity and stuff its not practical. So while i was at cousin’s house, i was worrying i will get an erection and i would embarrass myself, but its just that i was feeling that i m having an erection but actually i wasnt. They kept asking why we are laughing, then reached home and continued laughing. The effect of pot went down only after we drank daru later in the evening.

Drinking has been regular since last post, basically everything is fun. Also have been gambling a bit, so its good.


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September 15, 2012 at 7:14 pm

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last fucking paragraph

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This is shit i wrote a really long post, then some error happened and the post was not getting published so i copied what i wrote then refreshed and what i fucking realize is that i didnt copy the whole post just the last para. such a loss, so let it be just read the last fucking para


Another change is that i almost quit smoking, it was an habit after i left chewing tobacco, but now its just a hobby or time pass, earlier i needed to smoke to shit, after eating, before sleeping. I used to smoke a packet but now, its one of two in a day, some days i dont smoke atall.. thats like a big achievement getting over tobacco addiction of 12 years, whom i have to thank for this achievement? its my infamous laziness, one day i was out of cigarette and i was feeling so lazy that i didnt had the power to go out and buy the cigerrate its not that the shop is far its just near by, around 10 meters. I tried to fight my laziness but couldnt and eventually laziness won and i got over my addiction, u wont believe me but its how i got over my opium addiction too, never under estimate the power of laziness.

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August 12, 2012 at 9:23 am

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