Idiotic Truths
I’m back. Yet again.
I would’ve said I’ve been busy but I cannot justify it completely so pretend you didn’t read this.
Anyway now that I am back I would like to share some truths of life …
Mr. Arora rarely, if ever, graces us with his presence when we’re playing cards. When he does he prefers choosing Hearts as his colour, which, in most cases, proves to be his undoing. He prefers playing cards for the sake of playing them which can best be described in his own words – Ena dimaag kaanu laana? Mein taan bas patte sutti chalne ne.
No wonder he loses on most occasions.
Mr. Arora , again, rarely, if ever, graces us with his presence when were playing cricket in the basement, which, by the way, is a bushel of fun ! 6 commas in one statement. Nice !
He normally bowls slow spinning deliveries which are mostly good enough to get Arneja out.
This is one of the hot favorite pastimes here:
We always have multiple movies on downloading here but we never get to see them. You see in order to accommodate the new movies we need to delete stuff. That stuff also happens to be movies since they are in the same league size wise. So we delete previously downloaded movies which haven’t been watched in order to make room for the new ones. This is one vicious cycle.
It is, by now, a well established fact here that once the clock is about to strike 12 at night at least one scooter with a Punjab registration number will be seen exiting from the main Sector 40 gate and will be seen coming back 15 minutes later.
I suppose the reason is already clear.
Since Mr. Arora seems to be on my mind right now ( Don’t get any wrong ideas here !) I’d like to mention a little about his one inch punch. He saw a Bruce clip that showed him executing the above said punch and he has been trying to perfect the same punch by practising it on me.
Mr. Arneja cannot watch a Chicken being slaughtered. He can cook it without any qualms. He can wash it without any qualms. He can eat it without any qualms but he won’t watch it being slaughtered. Hmm … Weird …
This is with reference to dancing. I was fortunate enough to be at the Rayat fest this time around as well and I thought I’d be able to get ideas for our own dances in the near future. What I saw, though, was more of a copy of our own selves up on stage there. More than half the teams performed the robot. Some of them took our steps. Some took our routines, formations, music etc etc.
This fact had been brought to my knowledge only yesterday and quite frankly none of us think KML is that good a team. No offence to KML but even WE are better than them !
I must leave in order to pay homage.
Until next time
Goodnight
A.G
7 Comments:
nice post...also, java is ok, not great..but one thing i have never understood with it is why the hell cant they have a better way of taking data inputs other than just strings...i mean i love cin and cout.
Hahahhahahahahaa!
I'm pleased, to say the very least, to read your observations regarding the language of the masses (read: Java) from the JavaDon himself ! It must be my lucky day.
That said, welcome to the dull, monotonous world of Java programming buddy. It's as boring as it gets, though people around me tend to say, "if it gets you a job and money, why not?"
It seems as if "love" is a word to be associated only with regard to females.
Love for a job or work has taken a backseat while other emotions take over in this domain.
Still, work is one of the components of a man's love for life.
Absolutely Phoenix !!! Cin and Cout rock. They didn't implement that in because it would have actually made Java easier. Mmph ...
I do not care how much money is offered for Java jobs. ( I assure it is preposterously high at times!)I do not think you read what I had to say.
Simply put ... I HATE JAVA.
Now that's better.
Hahahahahah!!!
TCL/TK rocks bro!!!
Hmph. Anything is seems to be better than Java.
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