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well.....Sitting in my room.....I thought of writing a blog simply because....I lost a day....In fact I loses each and every day in my life coz each day happens without any improptou....Every night before going to sleep I swears....From tomorrow morning every nasty thing should go in its way...but for hell's sake nothing happens right....some how I want to do many things....but ............what ever it be...lets talk about ..........I gets up by 7:30...though my train leaves the station by 7:15...somehow manages to get up...lazy.....thinks about the day.....ohhhh boring...should i go or not.....mm..now talking about the day.....brushes the teeth....watching tv...U will be wondering what this idiot says....of course dude....thatz a part of my life......takes some food......takes a quick bath.....find some books....In fact most of the time I finds a book under my bed.......take some money..well my father gives that....In fact it is his right to give me money each day.....runs to the bus stand.....catch a bus.......jump in the signal......and a long run to the railway station...by this time the train must have started with its horn......In fact I am an expert in getting into running trains.........well one of my friend who will be reading this...will be thinking.......this idiot told me all these things like a story to me in the morning....In fact I Kills that poor girl each and every day by speaking all types of rubbish stories that is happening in my life......well cheerzzz machu for being that special friend....any way she some how manages to give me sensible solutions for my insane questions.....now talking about gud girl friendz......I have only limited girl friendz....well they are my valuable assets any way.......now talking about the train....I usually finds my friends in my train.....then what happens next is complete freak out.......ulllaaaa laaaaa...koooooooiiiiiiii........giving taataaa to small children in the slum near the railway station is my main hobby...then comes college junction....just peeping through the door to find some chicks....I know....but I never finds any one.......then comes the hot discussions....atlast some how I manages to reach trivandrum by 10:10 ...the first hour must have finished and the second hour must have started......now running to catch a bus to my college.....some how i reaches my college by 10:30.....by this time i will be hungry......"well the phne is ringing...let me take it"..yup I am back.........dentist wants to see me urgently.....well you will be wondering for what....some clip is being put in my teeth to make it a level......in fact it has been 2 months since i have seen him.....


U know I am busy man most of the time..I pretends to be busy most of the time though I am not....he he....well today evening I should go..."..mm...now lets come back to our old topic......hungry...by that time.....my stomach if it had a brain must have thought......"U stupid why are you not giving me some food ??"..".My dear stomach....i also loves having some tasty cuisine.....but you know stomach..I have been travelling all the time"...now talking about the break fast I enters devaki restaurant by 10:30....In fact it is a small shop.....unnoticed......u can get tasty "steam cake".....well phone ringing again..........In fact that is my dearest chum calling.........well he is drunk now.....In the morning there was a small issue.....well they have took the revenge any way ....... now celebrationz on the go....he called me to
say a "sorry "and a "missing u "......he told this to me...."da *****.......ninne manaporvam vilikathirunatha...nee vannal ennike manasamathanamayitte fit aavan pattila.....If i was there he should not hve drunk beyond a limit....any way alcoholic consumption is injurious to health...now talking about steam cake.....there are many stories related to steam cake......I still remembers my old 5th standard.....auriel master ...my english teacher cleared my doubts of steam cake...and "kanji"...rice soup....any way lets not go into the details...that I will blog later....I guess.......I used to hate steam cake..........but after having steam cake,kadala,and papadam from devaki......yummmyyyyy........I am in love with you devaki...In fact davaki have lots of boy friendz......he he....I am also one of them......but the problem is that you have to wait a lot for that yummy dish...coz the steam plates in devaki is always busy.......by this time I must have losed my second hour also....but some times i gets it...it depends on devaki......now after having food from devaki....I walks into the gr8 campus.....


I have to walk some distance to reach my campus..In fact I loves it....It can be a yearning any way.....the time must be 11:10 now......on the left side of campus block there are some pipes .....where the piper boys sit.....piper boys includes boys from each class...hans,shambhu,pan paraag,wills,gold,...all type of related stuffs are shared there...U can also get some hot discussions on hot chicks,interesting current updates etc...all type of fun happens there......in fact it is a pakka lawyer's corner........ some how..... I quit smoking....I used to......but now I don't........rarely with alcohol...thatz it...."dejavu"...that have happened now.....i have seen the same scene in my dream.......like blogging this stuff.....dejavu.....i guess it happens with every one.....in fact it is a para-psychological feeling........now I am not going to speak about it with my limited knowledge...though i does this trick........most of the times...bla bla bla...atlast my oponent have to accept my point....muhahhaaaaa.........Ohhh....we have diverted from the subject..........