The trip to Jaipur ..# Day 0

The last thing that i would have imagined was this condition after i reached Jaipur.
Aaa..aaaaannnn...aaaannnncchhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh

The first thing that happened to me after i stepped on Platform No 1 --Courtsey--Family No 1.
The IDEAL INDIAN FAMILY--
A husband--struggling to sleep in the train
A tired Wife -- sturggling to make her baby feed
A frustrated Chunnu--Who demands Fruuti/Bourbon/Samosa..n everything his dad says no to..
The HAPPIEST Munnu--Who has no idea ..of what
,why where when whose...?
Life is not usually accepted
in the current form by
infants of his category..
He said "It aint Rocket Science"
All the dude cares about is "NOTHING".
n
then of course
u have



Daddy Ji ..
and Mummy Ji.
Both of them as expected have developed age old problems in their body parts.
And they express their inability to sleep on the ny birth but the Lowest one.

First things first.
When i had moved out of IIT ,i had a TO-DO-LIST with me, since AC Coaches come now with Unlimited Power Supply,but then the rest in history.
I wanted to the following things..

• Write atleast 3 posts i was planning to write.
• Finish of all reading all my feads in FeedReader.
• Watch Akbar-Remixed Videos i had downloaded (this deserves another post)
• Finish off Hancock and the remaining part of Coulping.

But the rest is history.
Out of 1040 people travelling i was gifted with THY LORDS "The ideal indian family"


I witnessed the couple busy in their GRAND LUNCHEON ,which remimded off my On consumption days.
My plans of exploring my Canon SD 850 M and finishing off my to do list, already had their first ",". The fullstop was added when i politely expressed my "wish of using my seat".
And this was it.They were waiting for this.I have reasons to believe it was all pre planned.
The Mother ,father.chunnu,Munnu,Paapa ji ,and Mummy ji all started in no sync what so ever and presented me with a Paper on

"Human Ethics and Adjustment,Comprosmises and Sacrifices"

The window seat for which i was waiting ,was gone..no it was donated by YOURS TRULY to a FAMILY WHO REALLY NEEDED IT!!!!!!! $%^#$#@##@

After consoling my heart ,i was given "the option" of one of the two Upper birth.

X----- Chunnu munnu..please "uncle" ko pareshaan mat karo.unhe apna kaam karne do..

Of all things in this world i was called Uncle
i deserved a explanation.

Please tell me if i do look like a uncle ..the lady just turned me conscious.

Phew...i choose the left one ,because chunnu was on the right one.
Just when i was about to start off with Hancock ,it was time for another wannabe ,to start with App ka Surroorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr --the Movie.

That was it.
I had enough and decided to join Naveen in Chair Car.


And then i met Gunnu.Green Greyins ..bluish eyes...
Center of attraction in J 3 Coach.
he was having his minutes to fame ....
Untill he had specs of some poor fellow flying.



Finally i decided to get back to G 1--on my upper birth.
N then i discovered the AC fan right over my head.
That was it.
Wrapped in 4 bedsheets ,and with the Dell Inspiron as the pillow i decided to sleep.
N then i was show time for Munnu to show his talent.
Live Reality show--

A-- how bout u keeping on with munuu for 15 minutes
B-- i did that 20 minutes back but i will do it for u .
A-- Thanx sweet heart..please do it again.
A-- gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr gurrrrr khurr khurrr....(pretends to be sleepy)

A--the usual wife
B-- the usual wife's husband

the Game continues for a lifetime.By 2 am i was addicted it to such a extent that the silence started pinching me.

Finally i slept after Munnu and Chunnu.

Time for action--
5 :30 Am---Train has been stopped for sunrise.Wow...Indian Railways rock.

"The train was stopped because it was running 15 minutes ahead of the expected time ."

Can u beleive it ..???W#$@@%@@!~~~!%*())_+{}"

Finally im back at the gate ..shooting sun and birds.
N with the photo shoot of chunnu ,munnu,
Uncle on the gate..
The lover boy on the phone ..

the not so excited journey came to a boring end.
N then it happened..Finally ..
Aaaaccnnnhhhhhhcccchhheeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhh
Pheew...
Wait for more on Day 1 ..
I got some bigtime plans ...
Room No 368..

My Favorite Spam

For those who often tend to assume the content from the title..
would draw something they would be fantasizing about.
And those who would be willing to cross the boundary would stress on their Grey cells and would solve a equation having my likes and dislikes.


I write this post on a humid humid and only humid afternoon,
and before it gets anymore serious, i would like to take this opportunity to extend my thanks to

• mary cmlement
• joseph_yana
• Michael (the one from US)
• Femi Collins

And the entire community of billionaires who have been kind enough to consider me amongst the
RELIABLE / TRUSTWORTHY persons alive on the Holy Land, for investing nothing less then 4 millions $ with me and only me .
Here I would like to quote their exact words
"I got your contact during my search for a reliable, trust worthy and honest person to introduce this transfer project to.I have a proposal for you,this however is not mandatory nor will I in any manner compel you to honour against your will. Your profile pushed me to send you this mail,I am motivated in contacting you and hope to gradually build trust, relationship and confidence in you as I get to know you better."Now permit me to ask these few questions:-
1. Can you honestly help me as your partner? (me n honest who the hell told u tht )
2. Can I completely trust you that you can not betray me?"
(of over 6 billion people living in the world y the hell do u wana trust me)

And the best part comes when they generously "beg" you to accept a minimum of 2 million Pounds after telling you their painful story.
I personally donot have any favorites but would like to "quote" one here.

My name is Smith Bangura 22 years old of age. I am in possession of a large sum of US$12.5 Million in cash which I want to invest in your country under your care. This money was inherited from my late father Dr. David Bangura who was the Chief accountant of Sierra Leone Gold & diamond Mining Corporation during our 8 years civil War when Major Johnny Paul Koroma was the country's president. This money is of no criminal origin as it was largely realized from black market sale of alluvial gold dust during the war. This money was lodged in a Trunk Box and moved to Master Diplomatic Security Company in Abidjan Ivory Coast through diplomatic channels in one trunk box tagged family valuables for security reasons. I now want to withdraw trunk box that containing the money out from the security company and invest it in abroad for profitable business ventures, as the time is now ripe for such move. A friend of mine actually mailed them his Address/bank account no /phone no/name and hoping against hope still went on the bank to check his bank balance the next week.

The lines written above are supposes to be sarcastic and not serious.
The lines below are definitely serious.

Now some less known facts bout spamming

• In absolute numbers 1978 - An e-mail spam advertising a DEC product presentation is sent by Gary Thuerk to 600 addresses, though software limitations meant only slightly more than half of the intended recipients actually received it
• 2005 - (June) 30 billion per day2006 - (June) 55 billion per day2007 - (February) 90 billion per day2007 - (June) 100 billion per day
• According to Steve Ballmer, Microsoft founder Bill Gates receives four million e-mails per year, most of them spam
• The world-wide productivity cost of spam is estimated to be $50 billion
• In terms of number of IP addresses: spam sources in terms of number of IP addresses used for spamming, rather than volume of spam sent ,the rankings are - United States> China>Russia.

Disclaimer---
Wikipedia being the source for all the facts should be held resposible for any discrepancy in the data.

Please feel free to share ur favorite spam as i continue to sturggle in my search to do better things in this humid ,humid and nothing but simply humid summer.