Lots of work and play on weekend
Buckets full of work at my desk everyday is forcing me to stay away from sporadic chatting, surfing, blogging, mailing or any such extra-curricular activity.
I spent this weekend switching between soccer ground in HSR Layout and office. We played a tournament and lost in Quarter-finals. It was a draw (2-2). Then 6 minutes extra time, which was also a draw. Finally, lost in penalty shoot-outs. While i was not playing soccer, i was working in office trying to keep my deadline.
Ego trip: I was on National Geographic yesterday on Mission Udaan. I had participated in it. [Conscience: Shut up! you failed to qualify the first round]
Yesterday morning, I went to buy vegetables. A fat hindi-speaking man wearing cheap half-pants and a t-shirt accompanied by two cute sons presented himself at this hopcom store.
Unmindful of what his kids were doing, he picked up a carrot from the basket of carrots and weighed it. It was a little more than hundred grams. He went to that basket again and tried to pick up a carrot lighter in weight. This time the carrot was very close to hundred grams. Seeing all this, the seller (a girl) smiled in mockery. Noticing that, he replied meekly,’ want it for the soup’.
His younger son, standing outside was asking in a very cute way, ‘Papa! Papa! I want a banana’. But, Papa pretended not to hear. His elder brother (must be around 3-4 years) was consoling his young sibling, ‘Papa will bring banana chotu, dont worry!’.
Papa came out of the store with a carrot and perhaps 250 gram beans. The elder son asked his dad,’ Papa, Did you buy a banana for chotu?’
Papa pretended not to notice; didn't even bother to look at his sons; held their hands- one kid on each side; started walking- head straight.
The boys were wearing decent clothes and this portion of the family seemed to be from comfortable middle class.
I spent this weekend switching between soccer ground in HSR Layout and office. We played a tournament and lost in Quarter-finals. It was a draw (2-2). Then 6 minutes extra time, which was also a draw. Finally, lost in penalty shoot-outs. While i was not playing soccer, i was working in office trying to keep my deadline.
Ego trip: I was on National Geographic yesterday on Mission Udaan. I had participated in it. [Conscience: Shut up! you failed to qualify the first round]
Yesterday morning, I went to buy vegetables. A fat hindi-speaking man wearing cheap half-pants and a t-shirt accompanied by two cute sons presented himself at this hopcom store.
Unmindful of what his kids were doing, he picked up a carrot from the basket of carrots and weighed it. It was a little more than hundred grams. He went to that basket again and tried to pick up a carrot lighter in weight. This time the carrot was very close to hundred grams. Seeing all this, the seller (a girl) smiled in mockery. Noticing that, he replied meekly,’ want it for the soup’.
His younger son, standing outside was asking in a very cute way, ‘Papa! Papa! I want a banana’. But, Papa pretended not to hear. His elder brother (must be around 3-4 years) was consoling his young sibling, ‘Papa will bring banana chotu, dont worry!’.
Papa came out of the store with a carrot and perhaps 250 gram beans. The elder son asked his dad,’ Papa, Did you buy a banana for chotu?’
Papa pretended not to notice; didn't even bother to look at his sons; held their hands- one kid on each side; started walking- head straight.
The boys were wearing decent clothes and this portion of the family seemed to be from comfortable middle class.
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