B-Log

Back at home. Been two weeks since I landed. Enjoying my time thoroughly. It’s fun to be a kid again when I am with my nephew. Its a nice warm feeling. The feeling of being among the family you love, the people you love. Where you can function unguarded and with absolute freedom of mind.

Workwise, taking a break. Would be probably taking up random projects here and there. BecauseofB is near completion. Nothing else to report.

Oh yeah! And finally, no websites are blocked! Hallelujah!

I am eco-friendly person. I believe in recycling my designs too! So here’s an old one.
This time’s excuse: busy packing!

4 days to go! Delhi… here I come! :)

Have you ever stolen anything? May be as a kid, were you ever tempted to shop lift some candies? Or Pencils?

*This does not include the regular road side romeo answers like hearts and stuff. But actual tangible things (yes! I know even hearts are tangible, but stealing them in that sense would be a lot tougher than otherwise).*

**I’m sorry but I have nothing better to write on my last weekend here, waiting for my stupid friends to pick me up! Grrr!**

I hear my parents’ generation mumbling how the word “bored” never existed in their times. Now it’s time for me to go on the same path.

So my duh-lings, when I was a kid, the word “tired” somehow never existed for me. I don’t remember using it ever. I would be bored as hell, but never tired. Physically or mentally. The energy supply never went dry.

But now, at this age (which is only slightly away form childhood), I use that word without fail, every single day. If I could be paid a buck for everytime I say it, I think I would be able to hire enough people to do every single thing for me and never feel tired every again. Or may be I will grow tired of it in sometime too.

I think while jumping hard enough in my childhood to time travel, I skipped my youth, and landed directly in the section of senior citizens! Has anybody seen my false teeth? I feel too tired to look for them.