yESs.....I WILL marries YU !!

Though i have a lot of work on my mind , m so pleased with myself making it to another post in 72 hours.....
This 1 is dedicated to all dose epitomes of craving fun and adventure ....who r always at lack of things to do....nd usually nything ordinary repels them.....yess....who get bored way too often and way too soon....WADDUP !!



 http://www.fun-puzzles.com/ for those who feel like navigating away... stay cool !! :)





creatures like us are not rare here....u cant blame us for being xtra sensitive...that we deny to enjoy every random gibberish dat comes across our way.....dat we have developed a unique taste of fun nd humor.... we r d victims of uneventful surroundings... !
and of course i believe ... 

everyone gets bored.... ! 



nd its very unfair to expect tonnes of creativity from a post dat is outcome of boredom :P :D 


so bear wid it .. ! 

 i feel like scribbling on dis page

               not dat u appreciate it much i suppose

                  but i face d geeks' back rite now

               i wish i cud pamper my hair 

               and be gifted a bouquet of rose....

             anyways,my name is saumya

          i luv to shop nd i hate sub ham

             i kill tym my own sweet ways

           the rythm in dis phrase is still far away

             

                 i bite my nails like maniac 

            eat gibberish,which my hands absorb

              i find british accent hot,

            and so is salmaan, 

               dont u think kissing boys is eww, gross !

             

            

           a crow shat on my friend's hair, 

              rite after she got her hair do(true story) 

           my minesweeper score is 12 sec

              nd i think i need a nice pair of shoes

             the pain in my heart echoes thru d officewalls

         my mentor comes and then he goes

               wht d heck,i dont give a damn !

           my ass sores rite now like never before

       and if u think dis poem is going anywhere

          lemme tell u,well its not !

okay..to be honest d title has no relevance wid d post here.....

just a way to trick u reading dis ...uhhh !!

refresh urselves....http://www.zapak.com/          

             

 i would love to get disturbed on facebook......keep pinging me....haffun !!

mwaah !

XOXO

             

 

Another day at office ....

The sole purpose of writing this post is to take my mind off the lousy sleepy enviorment dat jus makes u believe ur assumption..        I-WAS-NOT-BORN-FOR-THIS....or rather i dont deserve dis !
       And d neighbours' PJ wont help !! 


oohhkk...never been to software developers cabin(sounds geek haa..i luv it.. :D )  ?? ...have an insight 

yess it is as hell pissin off :O

Yess sir ! i work my ass off 9 am to 6pm(uhmm honetsly i jus try to work...but i try 9 hours evn though my ass sores...  ).... 
With facebook being your only friend  ....and the laptop's undesirable screen mocking at u.. .. 
ohh i forgot to mention my thick friendshi wid...

1. the kororo samsung game

2.my playlist..

3. of course my wrist watch

4. 4 male nd 2 female backs...

5.of course..u my luv...d sweet calendar hanging by my sidewall... 

6.and yet i have developed a sort of likeliness for the fans...delhi political map...gibberish display on d notice board....

nd whu wudnt fall in love with such an inspiring working space....which reminds us of the dark mysterious space of the afterlife....of the pain dat shall be borne nd sacrifices dat shall be offered to d almighty...d wickedness of fun nd livelyhood and the purity that lies in meditating...seclusion...solidarity.. omg !...its kinda getting baptised..  !! :P :D

well...even deez fibre body-silicon heart devices whom u ve recently developed love..... start ditchin u

(well,all dey ve got to display is other interns either hanging out at  fancy  places...( germany is goin to get spell casted badly)...in insanely huge groups (by my recent defined stands of human dat m in touch ) )


or it might break your heart brutely flodding ur facebook wall by the latest parties around...and to add...the ADVENTURE SPORTS..



yess,,,,my heart beat goes numb! and the pain is devastating...



ehh,my collegue commented on my constipated look dat i develope goin thru fb ...nd i tend to ignore it somehow....wonder!...lol


ohkaayy,,so u argue about the lunch tym break...
no doubnt brings new experience when u r served a dish of tomatoes with some shit...and all u happen to find out is,   they ran out of tomatoes..got it ? :P


so dear all,who may land in heaven for going through dis blog... 



#Latest.... plea to sat off denied... WDF !


so dear all,who may land in heaven for going through dis blog...  

When you see pot bellied guys in office party...dancing within an area of 2 inch sq. .....more worried bout spoiling their expensive suits......
nd wid next assignmnet in dere head....
cracking jokes only to socialise more.....
wearing jeans with black foemal shoes( dat sucks i swear)    

ve a look urself !

working hard and harder d next day in office...

makes u doubt if all d efforts of college and placement fight...(d MNIT politics)...is it worth it ??


TIME TO THINK ! 






















nd when u strt getting carried away wid sucha thoughts...pinch urself...nd say to usrself....u ass! u r born untalented nd d last noble escort for u ...dat u workd ur ass off for 3 yrs in shitty desert is ....a job ...so u better get back to project ...work actually...nd get placed !!

my wandering mind shall rest in peace now !! :)




no wait...the best part  about the summer training is...






































































WHEN ITS FUCKIN OVER !! 
 (_!_)
 

Battlefield, despair,and the Xexes!

Though not at all momentous launch monent ,amid frustation, all d despair,while the cacophony still hurts my ears,i fight my way to post dis blog.

The only good things happning around us is d mere hope dey ll not b that bad as previous.So,two things possibly flashing across my "provokd-by-despair" and "spilling-spitfire" mind goes as...

1.either this guy is a loony glutton beast that comes from the times of wicked evils...probably he was on the team of foul wretched odious Xexes(the only difference is d desirable presence of sparatans,we so hail them now)...This hour is no less than battle of Thermopylae.....
dear,dear monsterpocalupse is already here!!

2.or this guy has had some cerebral implant of rotten cells which ruined his perception sense appending all the evil grudges and the venom triggers he had...

Wooooo,this already feels better !!

(under construction)

pay with a smile!

Now that it is 3:00 am in d mornin...my nocturnal cells scream for a lollygag....ohh there there baby!     

well, something prompts me to describe the not-so-gratifying rendezvous i had with the  "lordship-elite" and i feel like participating.

So all it takes is a slip of the 9 pm Mahila-butt-end (by zillionth minute margin )of the esteemed Ganga hostel  (....the name has trivial significance) and we are already summoned in front of her ladyship.

->courtsey: the man behind the scenes...the insider..the moral monolith...our own dear guard..who has fought many battles against the fatal residents... with the glimpse of glory in his eyes..refused to let us cross the magnificent gateway .When the last drop of wetness that barely comes and puppy eyes leave no signature on the coarse brute's heart that m sure is surgically removed...we drag towards the salvation castle...(guards head held 90 deg. upwards by now....
m sure he maintains a deadlier guillotine somewhere around his khopchah.)


Well,no matter how much  we try to drag back,we find ourselves facing the royal castle.Supressing the laggardness of meeting the master at the peak hours of her self-reflection(does she?), we have nothing to our escort but the sensory buzzer's ass,smiling at our faces.
however,Our binary squad proceeds.
The sudden shrill make us already leap two steps down on the porch and though it may not sound apt , i hear a cat meow i swear and in a manner so unearthly, sends chills down the spine.

Gathering all the courage again ,we pushd each other to the door gate.
my partner already chanting prayers,and eyes closed in order to muse better,when a chafed raging figure approached us and stood in front all tall and square.
The background stood still for a while,and after we are thoroughly
scanned through the pince-nez to heart's content, her ladyship begins with a 'benign smile'.

"oh,my my ! what a delight ! you might want to have a look at your watch?"

While every loop and criss running from left to right on her face scream the desire of retiring back to the cherished boudoir,we volunteer to make an explanation.

" your highness, mmmm..actually BLAH BLAH .....BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH.... :'(....Blah blahh..blaaahhhh."

" so ,what? M i responsible"

no matter how desperately we tried to make a point ,all she hear is !@*#@*


"ma'am we genuine...BLAH blah....sorry ma'am.(_o_)....BLAH BLAH.....wont repeat..BLAH blah....BLAH BLAH BLAH"

"must be goofing around with boys..do u evn have shame?..grrrrrrr...."


"*#&$ !@#!#!#!#......BLAH BLAH BLAH.....please ma'am..blah blah...(yawning on the other side)....BLAH blah blaaaaaaaaaahhhh.....(ehh...huh!)....our CAR bonnet broke...."


"WHAAAT???? (we wondered if she has seen Kurt Cobain alive!)
A real car car!...Why in the world would you maintain that , hmmm...?"

"ma'am..."(wikileaks is on their way to cover this..)

"It is a matter of grave concern ... young ladies are meant to be sticking back in the hostel,or may be group hang-outs at most ,anyways what are BUSES for!"

"but ma'am ...?"

( tightly packd suffocating stinking bus,horn blasting in my head,nothing to hold onto and sweaty boys seeing whom your aesthetic sense hurts you right in the face, rubbing on all sides, poking fingers,staring and analysing the female anatomy with supreme dedication ,and definitly praising the street bumpers for the roller coster ride ,all at once flashd across my mind)


"Is that the way grown ups behave? You could be raped... No..no...Do your parents know what you are getting into behind their back?

"yess..dey.."


"hmm..i c...who shall be blamed ...dis generation dsnt deserves genuine concern!"

  "ma'am..please.."  *in my head...(_x_)*

"hmm...well...I now announce it as a matter of grave concern and supreme offence..this shall be refered to his majesty..."

(phew! meeting adjourned.. )

"Thou shall meet his majesty post work hours...."

(and rest just goes as nugatory details.)
to be continued....