yet another random rigmarole :):)

Ok, on your mark, get set, get BUGGED :):)

What does Pretty Preeti do after working from 8 am to 10 pm ? ( ahem, yeah, i DO work all that while, if you got second thoughts, get outta here :):)). 

1. Take a bath??? Never, Preeti is hydrophobic, so I work for the country both from BHEL and outside BHEL (saving both power and water :)) 

2. Talk to boyfriends on phone? err... ahem... clooney is kinda busy these days, and johnnie guy is on the verge of break up with bips since he s not able to shake me outta his mind.. Since both my boyfriends have other temporary higher priorities, no sticking to phone either :):)

3. clean my  sexy bed to flop immediately after dinner?? well, my bed is not mine anymore. There s one mr. lizard who sits on it day and night, day after day month after month.. gone are the days when I used to feel irky , yuckie creepy wriggly etc.. after all preeti is fatter than a lizard, and she s generous too. So I sleep with the lizard :(:( So no bed cleaning too.

SO all that Preeti does is WASH SOCKS. Yeah subah se le ke shaam tak, shaam se le ke raath tak,preeti washes socks. Such a tiny piece of clothing (still talking about socks okie) gives such a severe headache. Big things come in small packages, so does dirt. Tough dirt comes in small feet coverings :( Feel like smashing the TV when ever I see surf excel ads or tide,where a guy's shirt becomes bathed in white light by just holding the detergent. Come on , am not avaricious, still yaar, the socks should have mercy on me and let go of dirt after two washings in surf excel, dettol plus rin soap plus my hard hand worked brush. But low, dirt smiles at me saying, " here I am , this is me, there s no where else, I would rather be :))"(sorrie Enrique, pl don commit suicide at the context of plagiarism of your ahem romantic song).  SO preeti chucks the fifth attempt at washing them to perfect white, and flops into bed, with of course the lizard :) tut tut tut.. 

At the end of all this  socks rant, I thank everyone for being with me and reading this crap of mine. And this post is dedicated to Amit Sir, who enjoys my craziness to the dot :):)