So I started work a week ago... And much as I might have wanted things otherwise this blog is being neglected. Like, perhaps, some many other aspects of my life such as personal hygiene and nutrition. But today, having woken up when most BPO people are winding up for the day and birds and small rodents are poking their sleepy snouts and beaks out to gingerly sniff at the morning air I decided to post for what it was worth.
Funny story of the month began with a friend pointing out that an obituary in the papers may have been of a common acquaintance and a request to dig up more facts. The paper stated that so and so had died in an accident and his last rites would be at Bangalore. A few shocked moments and a few phone calls later we find the story unfolding thus. So and so, as we shall call him for the sake of anonymity, was apparently planning to tie the knot and do the do with the future (now current) Mrs So and so. Which is all fine in the grand scheme of things till the Paterfamilias put his foot down in the manner of the typical patriarch for reasons best known to him and apparently stated in the vernacular, "yeh shaadi nahi hogi!" or over my dead body as the case may as well be. Kids nowadays aren't as efficient at bumping off their folks as Aurangzeb was or as whacked in the head as Romeo and Juliet, so the So and Sos decided to go ahead and take the leap. Or is it Plunge? So it came to pass that the aggrieved father in a fit of rage decided to announce to all and sundry that the So and so was no longer a beating heart. Hence the item in the papers.
What is wrong with the world?
My time to ablute draws nigh.
Toodle-oo and pip-pip.
Funny story of the month began with a friend pointing out that an obituary in the papers may have been of a common acquaintance and a request to dig up more facts. The paper stated that so and so had died in an accident and his last rites would be at Bangalore. A few shocked moments and a few phone calls later we find the story unfolding thus. So and so, as we shall call him for the sake of anonymity, was apparently planning to tie the knot and do the do with the future (now current) Mrs So and so. Which is all fine in the grand scheme of things till the Paterfamilias put his foot down in the manner of the typical patriarch for reasons best known to him and apparently stated in the vernacular, "yeh shaadi nahi hogi!" or over my dead body as the case may as well be. Kids nowadays aren't as efficient at bumping off their folks as Aurangzeb was or as whacked in the head as Romeo and Juliet, so the So and Sos decided to go ahead and take the leap. Or is it Plunge? So it came to pass that the aggrieved father in a fit of rage decided to announce to all and sundry that the So and so was no longer a beating heart. Hence the item in the papers.
What is wrong with the world?
My time to ablute draws nigh.
Toodle-oo and pip-pip.
