Monday, March 24, 2008

this day goes real long

Anything that can possibly go wrong, does - Murphy's Law.

I remember when a friend told me about this law in 7th he had to face a lot of ridicule and slander but yesterday I realized that it most probably is the governing principle of life.

If you don’t have time just close the browser because here goes the description of a looong day.

By evening yesterday, I found myself driving myself to get a haircut ( you would know the desperate measures moms have to resort to convince you yo get one) , so I was parking the car and this auto came pelting in the wrong side and ripped of the side of my Nanu’s car, I dont think I felt much, but when I looked out IT WAS SCARY, I mean my car could have actually fitted in a “ HEAD ON COLLISION 5 DEAD” type of story. Here have a look.

Unfortunately there was this police chauki nearby, in what looked like seconds this hefti Jatt was next to me. He said its okay and asked me for my license ( Well if you have read enough of my blog you would kno that I’m 17 I don’t have one!!) , so while the auto wala was carried away I was let of by a Rs 900 fine for not carrying my license ( I don’t know if there is any such thing) , I reach back home, and after some well uhh non parliamentary discussion with my parents my dad confronted me, I thought it would be another round of “you should be more responsible”, “ you are almost an adult” , “ why don’t you study??” , “why don’t you polish your shoes??” etc etc . but this was shocking, heres how it went:

DAD : do you have a girlfriend?
ME : uhh no dad , where did that come from??
DAD : then why has this girl sent you an SMS saying “ luv u sheepy”??
ME : ( consider telling him that sheepy might refer to someone else, but he looked like he had a pretty good idea of what was going on , so decide against it)

(Here is what happened, for the first time in 8 months I left my cell at home when I left, it was on vibrator, but also the lights were out in my room, and the door was open, the fact that a picture was associated with the ‘contact in question’ didn’t help much either. )

DAD : you know I don’t mind, but this is not the time. ( BASICALLY HE DOES MIND),

An hour of what you can guess later, I jumped into my bed to end what was a long day.

So I guess my parents image of me as a kid in a boy’s school with no contact with the fairer sex has changed dramatically. And to think I was starting to find life monotonous, thanks for making it interesting Nishka :) .

I publish this post hoping that my mom hasn’t yet found my blog, but by my luck she probably is an avid reader by now!!

Oh I got my IIT admit card today, it really excited my mom, to me it signifies 1000 bucks and a failed attempt.


Swati said... post..u had an interstin day nd a long one too...

Rahul Bhatnagar said...

thanks, but you are making it sound like a nice thing!!

Swati said... ..not a nice thng.didnt mean tat bt the evnts were amusing nd obviously, they dont cum under the category of nice thngs..

Rahul Bhatnagar said...

I can really agree on that, a day later you tend to find situations pretty comical. :), and thanks for commenting, man no one else seemed to feel the need to share my burden!!