
A long long time ago i can still remember how that music used to make me smile...
And well,, what do you know?
It Still does...
I've been off of orkut since a long time now..i have a new guilty pleasure, Facebook.
What I don't get is people who you don't know , send u a friend request and then say stuff like " You don't know me, But i know you" and now u have to guess who I am...
What these dumb-asses don't get is why would i wanna guess..You havent put up a name, You're just a creepy guy/gal who has enough time on their hands to troll the internet for people they can bug... What is even creepier is most of them are people who wouldnt really make a difference to you... That's just sad for them , They need a hobby, arts n crafts, knitting, reading (ooh thats a nice one), or say music... Maybe even therapy...
But enough about them, I finally completed one year at my new institute, It went well...i came out the other side breathing and with all limbs intact... Although the polite people at ahemm ahemm ( that's the code word for my institute) tried to make sure i didnt...
But still a victory is a victory... I feel that i may face a lot of difficulty finding a job when my time comes ( when i pass out , not when i kick the bucket )..mostly because of the slowdown and also the fact that i dont have any special marketable skill...I'd be better off finding a recession free job...I dont think there's such a job like a mattress tester ( see thats funny to the people who know that i'm lazy, not the creepy stalker people of orkut ) or a professional money spender...
Anyways i'm sure the economy will catch up...
Moving on I still dont see how jobs are gonna come back...Whats gonna happen companies will start putting out extra chairs, tables and computers for people just because they dont know who to give their extra money to...i maybe pessimistic because i dont see myself going anywhere...
Ok then... people , to summarize here's a little rhyme for you
Black dog - Episode III- Jacky Bhagnani AKA Mimmoh 2- The Mystery continues
The black dog got fired
From all the interviews he got tired
So he logged onto the net
a little action he tried to get
But the crazies got him too
said they met him at the zoo
They said they knew him as well
From where they'd never tell
But the black dog was smart
Coz of his former art
He used to be a junky
He called up mimmoh the funky
Mimmoh got all mad
His movie did real bad
On his ass he'd gotten the boot
His pricey guns didnt even shoot
So he called up Jacky Bhagnani
Said he needed a little money
To help out his friend the mutt
and in the process kick a lil crazy butt
But then the dog realised
he'd end up on the losing side
coz the crazies are still people
EVEN if they are CRAZY people
Moral of the poem...
Crazy people are just that, they're crazy...They cant help it
2 comments:
your take on mimoh is always what i look for! by the way why are you so intransingent about not letting mimoh go? some may not like it, like Mithun da! its fun anyways...
ur poetry is what gives life to this one... but whats wid the placement scene...? seems its bothering u... don worry sweets... vodafone hai na... nai toh papa toh hain hi...
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