The Delirium Birth Day....

The unusual fear prevailed which was the major factor of my bemusement both qualitatively and quantitatively for the past three days,all of which commenced with the firang act along the popular lanes of koregaon park which was hilariously described to a person who is never out of alphabetical lingo of a messenger.
My wishlist continues to expand with each day and this time i seriously wanted to be one mind reader and the whole of this concept hails from a pathetic flick but irrespective of that it had to be one of my dream gifts on the big day of my birth,hell it was one big day!...and coming back to "firangs" which is the hindi version of foreigners ,what do they expect from indians yet remains one unanswered question,one such incident i came across was when the " dastardly bastards" hanging around the same popular lanes kept watching yet another firang breed on a rusty avon cycle which seemed to be just out of the davy jones locker kept waiting to cross the road from the past half an hour expecting respect which is also called the "pedestrian respect" and its counterpart which is the courteousy of the indian drivers/riders which he ofcourse didnt get but whole of this surely concluded that we had enormous amount of time,but damn it was such a joy to watch such a character.Everything seemed alright till the actual day which was the transition of years and ages,finally the big day was here,i knew theres always a ton to experience in such days,but didnt expect the experience hitting me in a bounty.Well i had never faught with a custom official until the same day when i had to drive down 40 kms to some octroi post and release the shipment sent to me all the way from across the indian ocean without having to pay a penny as the customs duty all of this which coincided with another placement session and guess what "the paradox yet continues"..but i really had a great feeling when i just had to cross the road to make my undesired presence.Im glad i managed both of the barbaric acts although screwing up my day,so it remains yet another "delirium birth day".
Declaration:I write this cameo having consumed a quarter of smirnoff vodka which has eventually slowed my nervous system so grammatical errors must be all accepted.Cheers!

A Bohemian always....

Its so often that when someone just pops the question "where are you from or where do you belong to..?";what do you actually answer...the present location,the previous before this present or rather the birth location.Such a bilateral feel concludes the answer to be a "NOMAD"!!!
One of my college profs. used to call me a "bohemian",i somehow liked the word and never really bothered asking him why did he call me that,but it always made me wonder why out of the blue came bohemian and what did it signify with respect to me,one of the weird was may be i dressed like one of them,but it did have another meaning in the dictionaries which again made me go bonkers bacause of this urge of getting inside the minds of people who atleast have a control over your acedemics.It was then when i realised in a flashback telling the same person about all the barnstorming activities i did in the remotes of East Africa to the Western ghats of the Indian subcontinent which eventually led me to the city of osho where now the most bizarre bistros became my playground of the very same activities.There came the new brainchild from a math prof who was actually confused between a "NOMAD" and a "BOHEMIAN".
But however the act was enough to ignite a brainwave in me to develop myself to a person living in an unconventional nonconforming way....and thats a true bohemian i suppose....!!!!!

Accident led to believe in Astrology...

14th July,2:12pm
Whats it like being a part of one of the most shocking incidences in someone elses life,n yet having an overdose of it which is completely making you have an amorphous feeling left inside you making you believe that its high time to quit informalism,and yes by i informalism i did mean living a life granted to you yet again...
I had no idea about what would be the worst that would have happened on a normal saturday and so i had to fit this day among the records in my chronicle.Wakingup and tasting the early morning breez had become a part of my daily sessions with expecting each day to be almost "the day when cooper got placed in a reputed firm" which as yet has remained a paradox,i moved to my institution where several chivalrous gentlemen were transformed to engineers and by engineer i dont mean "yet another cohort" but a cognizant who can tackle the worst case scenarios,it was yet another try for me to get through this firm which i was forced to believe it would be the best for me....and yes it would have been if i would have been a computer wizard and the paradox continued until we were returning to our comfort zones with a lil more hopes for the next time,the next thing i remember was a bling bang,that caused the three of us lying on seperate areas of the newly constructed highway and bleeding profusely was my friend with due help of a maniac who tried to cross the road with the hope he would reach the other end and god he reached the hall of fame as i call the casuality section of an unknown hospital.
Just as when i thought everything was under control my friend had to be rushed to another hospital in the city which had some docs who atleast knew how to handle life and death situations-the worst case scenarios and so they are also engineers of their kinds...soon the accuracy of the given medication did wonders and concluded minor skull and nasal bone fracture.
what did i have to know was, saturn was in transit to my zodiac and how was that really related to the saturday in my chronicle.....???I never believed in astrology till 14th