Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Happy New Year 2014

Spectacles are becoming a fashion these days.. It's not about actually wearing them, but it is more fashionable actually not wearing them properly.... People put them on top of their heads probably using them as a rear view mirror, use them in place of hair clips, or dangle it from their VIP or Rupa brand underwears... I've even seen one guy just managing to balance it on his forehead, just above the eyes.. Must've been quite an effort to keep it that way throughout the day... And there was another guy on the road, dangling a pair of sun glasses from the hip pocket.. Guess he had some difficult time sitting down...

Guys..and gals too.. This is the problem with our nation.. We don't use things the way we are supposed to use them.. For eg. our brain... If we had put it to the use God had intended for it, we would have been in a better place...

Anyways, hoping the year 2014 would make things right, and people would learn to keep their glasses properly and use our brains for the right purpose.. The year 2013 had been the year of the common man, closing with aam admi and, it would be an injustice not to include the aam aurat, starting to get a taste of their rights.... Hope the coming New Year has more in stock and will not be yet another episode of the dynasty.. Hope the currency goes up to 50 dollars for one rupee ( as I am not getting many onsite chances), SUV prices decrease, God creates more land in Kerala so that real estate prices go down (and once I've bought enough, buries the extra under the sea), more than anything else, hope onion prices go down( I've seen everything from  veggie prices to the sensex and nifty being dependent on onion prices).

May be, I am too greedy.. I would just wish for some more time with family, being able to play with the kids, being able to exercise bit more, eat good food, find more time for my passions and more than anything sleep peacefully..

Am I being greedy again.. May be not .. !!


HAPPY NEW YEAR...

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