ABY makes my day (n night)

Hey guys n gals,

Not that I ran out of topics…but then was thoroughly amused at the entire row of episodes which led to this that I decided to write it in the annals of my blog so that it remains etched there for posterity.

Well the last few nights starting Tuesday have been one hell of a time. I have been suffering from acute cough cum running nose cum loose motions cum body pain cum wheezing (hey I am not lying, you can validate this with my wife as she has been the most harassed and affected due to my never ending cribbing and complaints of how unfair god can be).

The doctor did prescribe some medicines but it was all in vain, the fever did go in the mornings but decided to play mischief in the nights. The result – endless, sleepless and restless nights.

Last night was one horrendous experience. Came back home around 10:30, then was bitching about office with my wife till around 12 midnight (don’t think its that hard to imagine – its quite a spicy topic , u c) and then as we both weren’t sleepy decided to take a peek at some of our old movie collections, we decided to watch American pie. That was fabulous and helped us kill time till around 2 in the morning.

I looked at Sangz (readers of my prev blog – “All for a goat” would & should recognize that name) and she lay there helplessly battling with her eyelids and before the end of the next minute, she was off asleep. I kissed her (GOSH) Good night.

And then it started…Sleep decided to play truant with me. I tried rolling this side and that side but every side showed me closed doors barring my entrance into the world of sleep. I think I must have fallen asleep because when I next looked at the clock it pronounced 4 am. Well am dead sure that I wouldn’t have been tossing for 2 hours. But then the question was – “What to do now?”

The mind then decided to play gymnastics…it was then I hit upon this idea.

That night I started thinking about all the articles that I had read about Abhishek, (don’t ask me why I got this thought) about how he had around more than 10 flops with DHOOM being his first hit. I decided to list out all the movies that he has acted starting his debut venture in J P Dutta’s “REFUGEE”. To my amazement I could list 20 off them, they are not even in order of releases,

1> Refugee
2> Om Jai Jagadeesh
3> Kuch Na kaho
4> Bas itna sa khwab hain
5> LOC Kargil
6> Dus
7> Dhoom
8> RUN
9> Main Prem ki Diwani Hoon
10> KANK
11>Bluff master
12>Yuva
13>Bunty aur Babli
14>Well I don’t remember the name of this movie but the story is about a plane hijack, there is Bips and Ajay Devgan in this
15>Umrao Jaan
16> The Guru
17> Dhoom 2
18> Hum Tum (guest appearance)
19>Lage raho Munna Bhai (guest appearance)
20>Sarkar

This is no tag game, where one has to log in and send corrections or even additions to the list, but if you find it too difficult to resist that temptation then by all means give it a try!!!

But when I look back at the entire episode I wonder as to why I ever did this and much to my amazement as to why I am posting all this here.

I am as clueless as you.

Its Friday evening...

Friday evening, 6:04pm (Nov 3rd)

Its Friday evening – the time is 6:05pm and I cant help but see outside. The weather is cool, with the wind gods promising of another torrent of showers. Its all grey outside. I can see the parking lot from where I stand and I see enthusiastic co-workers hastily exchanging “Good bye’s” and “Have a great weekend” notes to each other, before rushing to their vehicles to zoom away from the clutches of corporate life.

It’s Friday evening, and the time seems to have stopped. Even if it hasn’t, it appears to be dragging. Another two hours to go before freedom sets in. I can already smell the sweet scents of the oncoming weekend. There is so much to do, catch up with all the lost sleep, watch endless hours of TV (there is this final match between Australia and West Indies on Sunday), read the last 6 chapters of “Mediocre but Arrogant” (what would happen to our lover boy – Abbey, would he get back his lost love, would the two re-unite), get back to eating some regular home food (instead of those unhygienic, junk snacks) and yes going out for a long drive. So much to do, yet so little time. SATURDAY COME SOON.

It’s Friday evening, am so scared that the Saturday would come. God forbid the weekend to start. Saturday would go away in sleeping until the afternoon, lazing in the bath tub, diving into some hot food, lazing in the living room couch trying to find some interesting channels (sheesh, there is nothing interesting at all, god knows how ppl at home survive the afternoons during the week). OK – nothing on TV but atleast I could catch up with some afternoon snooze. Well that was something that I always wanted to do especially after that (sluggish) midnoon meals at office and me trying to keep my eyes awake staring into the monitor. But what the heck, try as I might my eyes simply refuse to co-operate with my thoughts. Hey its already 5 o clock, time for tea and gossip. Yummy tea but no gossip. Mom wants to go the temple, dad is busy praying. Who cares, lets go for a spin. But then where to go. The beach would be crowded, movie halls would be houseful, tired of going to any eat outs, wouldn’t want to disturb any of my friends as they wouldn’t want to get disturbed. OK – forget about going out, lets stay indoors, there is this book to read but wait I would read it before sleeping, my cupboard looks so messy and dirty but I would definetly clean it up next week. Gosh – its already 7pm and its so dark outside, mom is busy warming up dinner and insisting that we finish our dinner asap. Well she has got her serials to watch. That means – no TV. Mom ????

Its Friday evening, its now 6:20pm and as Friday slowly proceeds to dusk, so does Saturday in my mind. Well as much as I pray that Saturday never comes, there is nothing concrete that I have to do and regret for little time being available.

Its Friday evening, well so what if Saturday was a disaster, there is always a Sunday to cheer you up. But whatz this, everything is so messy, the maid servant has decided to play truant, mom is all upset and complaining that her family is not co-operating. Why have you switched off the fan, I want to sleep for some more time. Mom is all complaining that I am always sleeping and dad is always busy only with the newspaper. A frustrated dad picks up the broom and starts to brush the cobwebs away. Finally his age overcomes him and he comes up to me, smiles and promptly hands his weapon over. I am all sweating, all cranky by the time it all gets done. Decide to wash it away with a good long bath but mom complains that the towel has to be washed as well. What the heck ? I come out only to find that I have to dry the clothes from the washing machine. Why have you washed all the bedsheets and pillow covers, mom ? There is hardly any place to dry them. Mom comes out and shouts that I don’t even know to do this much, ends up in re-hanging the clothes. What the heck, its going to soon start raining and would need to dry them inside. Oh my gosh, its 1pm already, lunch wouldn’t be ready until another hour. Mom declares that she is not a superwoman. Ting tong – oh my god, here comes dad’s brother with his family. Its been such a long time they met. Mom starts fuming and grumbling beneath all those smiles – Lunch is not even ready. And I have not made any extra food. There goes my Sunday…

Its Friday evening and the time is 6:35pm and as much as I wish that I want to get home and do so many of those things that I really want to do, nothing actually happens. But then there is atleast a Monday to look fwd to (what the heck am I saying???), atleast Monday mornings bring with them so many mails, fwds and attachments sent from friends all over. There is this prompt from orkut saying that someone (for whom you have the hots) has scraped a message in your scrap book. Well atleast there are mails to look at and attend and relish. Well Monday mornings are in a way better than all those jobless hours throughout the week where you painfully stare into your empty inbox hoping endlessly.

Its Friday evening and the time is 6:40pm and I wish it never ends only to wish that Monday comes soon. Hmmmmmmmmmm.........!!!

(Disclaimer note – All ideas, thoughts and words expressed above are blind confused thoughts of this author as he helplessly watched a good Friday evening being wasted in the office. Any resemblance to anyone (living or dead - including the author) in particular is purely coincidental and unintentional.)