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Name: d_tox_ed
Home: Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India
About Me: I'm the Miltonian equivalent of what Shaw would've called a fustian magniloquent belligerent imbecile. (Fustian Magniloquenta Imbecelio Belligerentus). In other words, I'm the utopian loudmouthed idiot. A new breed altogether...but fun to have around.
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To Kill a Mockinqisitoe

    Sunday, November 30, 2003  

Hi dudes. I'm back. Wish I could tell you that I just woke up....but the fact remains that I could hardly sleep. Well it wasn't coz I wasn't feeling sleepy....that I was, but it's those darn mosquitoes. Aargh they're one thing I really hate.

Mosquitoes, well I know a bit about them....how they spread malaria and dengue (pronounced DENGEEE by Pranoy Roy) and how their family grows in stagnant water and all that stuff. What I hate is the fact that they always seem to use my room for family reunions and my blood for a gourmet. But I watched enough talk shows on NDTV to know that "mosquitoes don't survive below 15 degrees centigrade". But the moquitoes in my house must've probably not watched the show coz they don't realise they're not s'posed to exist (it's bloody freezing out here in delhi). But I've got a few bright ideas up my sleeve as well. I've just finished making a poster 3ft X 4ft which says "mosquitoes can't survive below 15 deg Celsius." and I'm taking the poster on a procession around the house. I even met a few mosquitoes on the way....they were sitting on top of the liquidator and they seemed to be enjoying themselves. I did show them the poster of course, but they didn't seem to understand it....I really don't know whether they can read English or not. Since they stay in Delhi, I guess they can. Maybe it's just my handwriting then....well let's see how effective it is. Anyways, if it doesn't work, I can always sleep under the bed to confuse those buggers ;-)

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Disaster Strikes

    Friday, November 28, 2003  

So you're back for the CP trip huh?? Well lemme tell you, this one fizzed out as well. What happened?? Ok, so it started on a high note...my dad decided to lend me his car (of course I didn't tell him I was goin bride huntin) and that's unusual coz he's generally averse to letting me use the vehicle, and I dont pester him much for it (lest I bang it up and he decides i'm an unfit driver for a vehicle of my own). So there I was, car and all...I cut out the deo this time (Yesterday's experience told me it was unlucky)

Now I'm a pretty safe driver generally....never banged a car in my life....but today of all days, I backed it up into a pole. *Damn*. Brides were nowehere on my mind now. All I could think of was.... 'Joe boy !!! You better find new parents or you're history'.

But as I said before, better to make the best of the situation. So I decided to try out a bit of cosmetic surgery on the car myself. So I parked it in the garage and smuggled a bucket of water and a few rags from the house. And then I scrubbed and scrubbed for 2 hours. I must've been doing something wrong. Coz when I finished, it still looked like the car had been backed up into a pole. Well what else could I do....there was only one thing on my mind now....'Convince the pole to say it was his fault'. Anyway....whatever happened, happened. Besides, whatever took place was between the pole and the car, I was just present at the spot. So I won't get involved in matters concerning them. They can sort out their problems on their own. The only problem is convincing my dad to leave the pole and the car alone.....did somebody mention CP??

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A grimsummer day's trip

    Thursday, November 27, 2003  

Back after the hunting spree. Boy o boy....it sure is tough to find a gal in Delhi. I'll go about it in detail since I don't have anything better to do. Lemme start from the beginning.

First things first...I had a bath (in winter !!) and that IS a big deal for me, because even though I have a bath everyday, I just hate taking my clothes off in winter and the only reason I do it everyday is coz my mom would kick me out if I didn't. But today was different as I thought it'd be better if I met my would be bride after having a bath. (Give me a choice and in winter I'd bathe only on alternate national holidays !!). Anyways, I was done with my bath and my grooming and off I set to find my life partner.

What was next on the agenda was a place to go bride hunting to. I've lived here long enough to know that the hottest looking chix are found in South Campus or CP. South campus being closer, I decided to try my luck there. So off I went, all deo-sheo, mobile and bandwagon to South campus. Now I did find a lot of "cho chweet" gals there...but ironically everyone of em was booked. And by booked I mean they had HUGE boyfriends....no chance of fighting it out the good 'ol way either for the girls favour.

But it wasn't all bad, I finally set my eyes on a real hottie standing all alone near a cafe. So off I went towards her....and dudes...was I walking on air. Of course I thought I was looking like Keanu Reeves in matrix...all slick and sexy. So there I was, walking towards her and finally on reaching her side, I said those magical words..... "Hi, do I know you?" She's in the bag thought I. She said "No, I don't think so". Boy o boy, I was in seventh heaven. Until it struck me that she said NO. Well back to ground 1. I was stuck now without anything to say, so I gather all the pieces of my broken heart and manage to say with what was left of my battered pride "I thought so too...so would you by any chance know where the next bus stand is?" And taking those directions....which I already knew, I set off for home and the world of blogging. So there you are...my exploits for the day. Anyways, as they say, all's not lost. There's still hope (after all, I haven't been to CP yet). So until then....well, it's just me and my computer :-( I think I'll change my wallpaper to one of those Lisa Ray pics again....

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A Lonely Heart Beckons

    Wednesday, November 26, 2003  

I'm back dudes. Woke up in a really lonely frame of mind. I've been trying to convince my parents to get me married...but unfortunately they think I'm too young (Is 20 young??). They're becoming more and more like my hostel warden who thinks I'm unfit to stay in the girls hostel. Talk of gender discrimination !!! *sob*. Anyway, since they're not gonna do it for me, I'm going bride hunting myself. So today I'm gonna get all dressed up and look around Delhi for a bride to be. Wish me luck and... I'll let you know what happens when I get back.

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A Brief History Of Time
 

Why am I doing this?? God knows. Maybe coz I got nothing better to do. My folks are all watching the same old dumb soap on TV. 'Kyonki ghar ghar ke sabun ki kahaani hoti hai'. What's worse is that this is my first blog entry. And I don't have a thing to write about. Couldn't have hoped for a better start to a blog could I?? But of course, there's no point being pessismistic. So I'll make the best of the situation and write about the fact that I don't have anything to write. Aint that cool??

Well, why don't I have anything to write?? Maybe coz I never thought today morning that I was gonna create a blog. But a lot of things happen which we don't expect to do, but they happen for the best anyway. Like for example...the guy who thought he would squeeze the underside of a cow and drink whatever came out ;-) Happened for the best didn't it??

That's a lot of writing for a first entry. I think I'll take a break now. Geez my head...happens if you wake up with a pillow banged on your head.

My First Blog. Published for reasons at best sentimental.

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