Well ,its been very long that I have thought of writing a blog, but I donno why, I jus didn’t find time to do that, even today, but I felt like writin something……………… am happy today….. What does happiness mean actually???? I asked this myself a lot of times, is it the time, the mood, the situation, a success, a promotion, which gives us happiness… sometimes after watchin some good movie, spendin time with friends or family, having a good time of any sort, does mean happiness. I got confused as usual and stopped thinking of it; the case is like I was trying to know what gives u that kind of a mental feeling jus at the time when I was in high spirits. I saw this movie today, the movie was boring, but I had some very good company, not even my friends but some people in the theatre who made me watch this boring, idiotic movie till the end. I can’t forget this day, not like the way most of the girls do, who remember the day and time even after 10-20 yrs, but more like in our way, a guy’s way, like.. ””heyyy…. I remember watching this movie the other and had some great fun””.
I really donno what to write in a blog even after reading in some 1000 blogs, b’cause writin isn’t that easy as readin somethin, whenever I thought of writing somethin I jus feel like “ Ah, I can do it tomorrow” “ what’s the big deal, I can just do it later”, even today I felt so, but I felt like enough is enough I should at least start writin some crap, so that someday its gonna be like some kinda practice to me, I really don’t have an idea what I am writin, seriously!!!! I was like rediscovering myself from something like an year or so ( as in my profile in Orkut, at least), but what I found is I have a passion for life, I have a passion to live, Live Life King-size, I donno how many people really enjoy their life, people who think like “ oh lets earn first and then we can enjoy”, “ let me get settled down and then talk to me about enjoying life”, believe me, whoever said that thing “ be a roman when u are in Rome” , hats-off to him, I didn’t change much after comin to US, rather than I started doin my laundry other than some dhobi taking it from home.
Whenever I see some people, I can’t believe I am in US. I really feel sick when people start laughin at some Desis ( thts what they call our people outside India, I believe) the way they are dressed to office, the language, for god’s sake why cant they go to some Accent developin institute or something like that if possible. The other day I had this guy at my work place who is new to my company and in my team, he started telling me that he has 3 yrs Work Ex in US itself, and his accent sounds like he jus dropped down a village bus into
