Not courage enough dude...

It’s PTM College, his exam centre for more than a week. Exams got along day after day. One of these days he noticed a girl with her charming talk. He hoped if she would talk to him in the same way.

“Oh come on man…he hasn’t heard girls talking or no girl has ever talked to him?” oh yeah, that’s it. He is not used to the  ‘girly talks’ as he stays in a college where only boys study and the duration of the course is eight long years. So you shouldn’t wonder about him.

    That day’s exam was easy for him. She came to the exam hall and sat on her place, which was just behind the bench he was sitting. She was so friendly. He felt free to begin the talk with her. Well, as she seemed kind of ‘can you help me telling the answers?’ he began to help her during the exam. When his writing was over she was in her half way to the last question. He was thinking of how to help her more. Soon he came up with the idea of writing the answers in his question paper and exchanges it to her and leaves the hall immediately.  Well, he did so.

                 He came out the hall and there were his friends. Telling his friends wait outside the college building, he stood outside the hall expecting her arrival. After a long time, she appeared with a smiling face filled with gratitude. He had a plan to ask her mobile number. The conversations went on and he enjoyed her talk very well. As he was about to ask her number, some of her friends turned up and he felt ashamed to ask it in public. He bid her farewell. She was so happy that he helped her a lot. He left the scene listening to her “thanks…thanks…thanks…”

Lesson of the day: if you want to ask a girl’s phone number, let it be known that there could be her friends with her, but you should go ahead and ask it at any cost. And be prepared.

"What you believe about yourself will define what you will do" 

Why should you read Shakespeare’s works?

I’m not interested in reading and figuring out awkward sentences if they make me mad. As my exam is getting near I’d to read it.

Impressed by the romantic conversations of Jessica with her “sugarcane” Lorenzo I just looked around and made sure nobody is looking at me. I realized I’ve been spell bounded by reading it. I asked one of my pals Abul Falil how I can be a “LOVER”!!!   THE ANSWER he gave me was in a sudden, which made me laugh a lot... “See pick a girl and think you’re her ‘sugarcane’”……..

ITALIAN FIGHT ON INDIAN WATERS!!!

Italian vessel guys shot couple of Keralates presuming them to be pirates at the sea..!!
Hey Italian consulates, you guys are sleeping?!!!

CANI!

Thank god!! No sign of defects for our health aftermath of the very “Well” day.  I’ve heard that the complete family staying next doors used the same “categorized” water for their daily needs over a week unknowingly some years ago and nothing happened to them!!

  I was in the bed for about an hour listening to the tape of my favourite motivational coach Anthony Robbins’s Lessons in Mastery mp3 clip. He talks about a formula he developed called “CANI!” which refers to:

                                                  Constant And Never ending Improvement (CANI!)

He says that those who follow the theory and stay committed to it, CANI! , one can live a pleasurable life he has imagined and while he go ahead with it, he can eventually realise that he is living a life which was far beyond than the life he had ever dreamed of! Well, I’m sure that Tony has made me buy his theory and I’m sure you would also like his tape.

    Well, my Grandpa and I left for Angadippuram Mark Motors Showroom to purchase a scooter. I had thought that we could take it home today itself, but we were supposed to order the item and wait for their call. Anyhow we filled up the forms and paid Rs. 10,000 in advance and left the showroom with their assurance that they’d call within 10 days.

   

A very “Well” Day

I’ve to take two pills before my breakfast for a couple of weeks to get over my sickness. So, i took those pills with a sip of water and was waiting for my turn in the dining table. Had the breakfast and as there was not much on T.V, I just sat on the cot thinking about nothing...

My college leave lasts until today evening but I’m not sure if I could go.

I think it was about 1o’ clock or something when my mom called me and my brother Shibili and wanted to go check out our well and notice if there is anything dead in the water. Both my dad and mom need spec to get a sharp site of anything, so I’m the man at this point of time. We got near the well with much powerful understanding that “we are needy too…”

I removed the net covering of the well and took a glance and made sure there is nothing dead in the water except some oily surface which reflects the sun rays entering the well and a log floating on the water. I opened the tap outside the well and took some water out and smelled it with my genius nose. All clear! I came about the answer of a scientist Shinos.

But my mom had got there by the time to make sure our result is true. She didn’t do anything miraculous except just shaking the pipe which was attached to the motor which unfortunately I forgot to do. “Just an old log mom nothing else…” she kept hearing my words without any response as long as she made her probe continue.

“Oh my…..just a log you…is that just a log? “ This is what I would get if I ever send you to do anything... She began to say things to me.

                Yeah! There was a dead Cobra in the water which gave its look as a log to me……

Everybody came to the place. I took it out and threw away. What a nasty smell! I searched for its head but it was dissolved in the water some days ago!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What!! So was I taking all those pills this morning with dead cobrated water to my empty stomach? A million questions came to my mind about last days. We got Zamzam water from our neighbours and everybody took it in.

Now what? Have to clean the well and make it as a new one.

Today’s message: Never misunderstand a Cobra as a log

6, 02, 2012  SON DAY

Today was the much awaited Meelad-u-Nnabi Day. My brother had gone to his Madrasa for joining the Rali and collect as sweet as possible from the wishers who would gather along the road sides and distribute sweets and cool drinks for the pedestrians.

  

    He got back home with a handful pack of sweets and saved it in a bottle in the kitchen and he didn’t forget to give me one. Don’t ask me why I didn’t accompany him as everybody is supposed to get out of the houses and follow the Rali, because I was sick......

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