My echo, my shadow and me...

The other day, Rita posted a comment on my blog, "You've been tagged. Check my blog." The tag was to list six of my wired habits! Hey what about the scale to measure the amount of weirdness? I do not know whether the habits I am listing are wired or not...but just following my mind... 1. I like to believe people. I like to be able to have faith on people around me. I believe, except for a few who have the habit of making phony statements, people generally do not fake or trick. Back in my university days, once I was in a long queue in my bank to deposit ten thousand bucks. I was in a hurry and the bank security person offered to deposit that on my behalf. One moment and the man inside me said, "Yes". My friends said it was foolishness on my part. Even I thought so. But I was not surprised that he did not tarnish my faith. 2. I have a heart weaker than my brain. Cause, I have used my heart thousands of times more than my brain so far. And I know for sure, it pai...

Every time I looked at the calendar I was happy, seeing the weekend coming closer. Two consecutive off days! There were so many things pending. Though I was expecting my new work profile to be consuming, but I never thought it would be so overriding. In spite of all my efforts throughout the past fortnight, I failed to manage time to blog. So, first thing I would do is to visit my favourite blogs and if possible post something, I decided. There were two tags from Jac and Aquamarine pending (almost for a month). I managed to sit and finished writing thems. But, thanks to many technical difficulties posting them remained to be a reality. Here comes another weekend and with a little time to spare, trying to post them. Here's the tag from Jac What were you doing 10 years ago? Busy cracking formulas and theories of mathematics. Five snacks you enjoy Potato chips, Aloo Bhujia, rusk, peanuts and samosas. Five songs to which you know all the lyrics Summer of 69, Best of Me, Everything I...

This time I was double tagged by AFJ and Dwaipayan . These are the rules... (1) Write a 100-to-200-word entry using the following words: I, me, blow job, grapes, random, power, loneliness, water, robot and blue; (2) use these words once and only once; and of course (3) the entry should make sense. And here's what I produced after hours of discontinuous tap tap tap... Vivek decided to go for a random walk. "At times you need to do some out-of-the-routine things to assert yourselves that you are not a robot . Specially, after six days of rigor." This is when Vivek misses the cool breeze on the banks of the river and the mighty water current that used to infuse power drops in his blood vessels. "There can never be fatigue or loneliness when the river is around," his father used to say. Now there's only the vast blue sky to gaze into. "Stop following me !" Shrill voice of a woman in rugs forced Vivek to a Holt. She was trying to drive away a group...

And the pull exerted by Rita reached me. Here are the rules of the game that I have done ^C and ^V from her post: 1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover. 2. Need to mention the sex of the target. 3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they've been tagged. 4. If tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again. "Eight points! OMG!" That was how my mind reacted when I read Rita's post. I do not have that many parameters for my perfect love. That will be a really mind crunching task. Still I am giving a try... Target: Female My perfect lover should be 1.Cute (with a beautiful mind) 2.Accept me as I am (with all my limitations) 3.Always demanding (to give me hard time struggling to fulfill them) 4.A chatter box! 5.Not always asking for explanations of the things I do (excepting for crucial matters). 6.Ready to accept that there can be different views. 7.Cooks delicious food (of c...