Garamaa garam KHICHDI :):)

This is yet another of Preeti's prattles :) Stay glued please :)


1. I got a hair cut :) (err.. a month back but never mind, will put it down here ). For people who have known my hairy problems, they will be glad its shorter, less thicker and ahem.. sexier. My hair brush is the happiest thing on earth ever now since she does not get lost in the dense black coir like maggi noodled jungles. My grandfather is dead against ladies chopping off their dead cells, very orthodox Tam Brahm. So what does Preeti do? give him a true it-happened-to-me that my hair got stuck in electric stove in my kitchen, my roomy saved my life by chopping it off. Yeah yeah Preeti never lies :) Meet, Gareeju, my hair stylist :)


Gareeju: Good evening maam, what style do you want?

Me (thinking hard trying to remember what hair cut I had in my fourth grade, sigh... that was the last time I cut my hair): err,,, what do you think will suit my face?

Gareeju: I think layer cut will be fine.

Me (I hear it as 'laser'): Laser cut doesnt sound exciting (err.. actually I was having fantasies of using laser beams and stuff and that would cost my one month salary)

Gareeju: Its layer mam. L A Y E R (she spelled it out).

Me: oh okie, go ahead.

Gareeju tries to run the hair brush, poor thing looses her way and she asks to to un-circuit my spider web myself. Now after the hair cut feeling good, great and fantastic but at times, naked :)

2. I was on a ten day site tour of Bhilai. Just when I started liking the place, a nasty incident took place, and now as I bring myself together to tell you guys, I am a mixture of disgust, hatred and hurt. We four girls went for shopping one evening, by walk. One bastard came running, squeezed my friend's chest hard and ran away. We were too too shocked to react and he was already gone. Though the incident is done, I dont have a rewind button to change things, I still cant get it out of my mind. She was shell shocked and it took her two long hours to actually speak something. To all those FUCKERS and WEAK STICKS,,It is not our problem to have curves. try to have a leash on your hanging hormones. What will become of you all if girls go about kicking dick and balls? And if you really call yourself a MAN, have the guts to own up the act and not run away as though your stump's on fire. There are girls in the job to satisfy your sexual wants, shove it up to them,LEAVE THE REST ALONE.

3. Am right now in a state of professional confusion. I have two choices, either take up site posting at Bhilai, Kolkata or Gujrat or stay in Bangalore and do paper work at office. I like site work because that is where you get the actual feel of DOING something. The feel I get being an Electrical Engineer, that somewhere, in some house I am responsible for glowing of a zero watt bulb is priceless. But this choice means pruning away from people, home, movies, holidays sundays etc. What to do?? :(:(

4.Since I already typed 4..wanna write something here. so...Love you all loads :):)