just as i thought to write....

My dog has gone to dieting phase. He hardly eats anything nowadays. Hopefully, as Sid explained, it's just a season thing.

And apparently one of Sid's friends think, love is all but drama and we are also being part of the silly act. lol, just made me laugh.

Got nothing to write more. After all how many times on earth do i need to whine about being silly and lazy.

Am i turning cynical?

I know that is not the question I should be asking you, but to myself. Why I am asking this question, nowadays i find things happening around me full with fallacies. Take for example, yesterday few creative and energetic kids organized program at famous mall, asking for donation to fight against hunger. They all were raising funds for one school that aims to educate street kids. Nobel job indeed. But I was like: do they even mean it?
I happen to reach there when speeches were going on, and one famous radio guy who works for BBC World Service began saying he would like to speak in his native language than in english. Yes, he said that in english. And i was like, why he has to seek permission for speaking in language that reaches every heart without much effort? The cynicism began right from there.

Yes, most of people were clad in T-shirt with X logo that meant end to hunger. They were elite kids who do not have to worry about anything. My logic is: alright raising awareness and funds is good initiative, but if you really want to fight against hunger, can't you come with some real commitment that really can make change, not just for once but for longer run. Those were the very people who were seen later eating at cafe and throwing food saying they didn't like the taste. You end hunger by saving foods not by only raising few hundreds. I just felt their initiatives were flawed somewhere because i strongly believe both awareness and commitment should go in hand to hand. If they had committed to stop drinking alcohol for a month (mind you one third of total grain production ends up in booze) or not throwing food or something that really make change, i would have clapped and supported. But you know when there's difference in doing and saying, i am not much that enthusiast to support the cause.

See i am just turning cynical. My mind do not even allow myself supporting such causes wholeheartedly.

A dog's tale

This is the story of my dog.

Once upon a time there was a happy family. They lived happily with their two dogs. One day tragedy strikes and they saw fall from prosperity to misery. They shifted here and there hoping to make things good but all in vain. Finally they sought refuge in a house with their 2 dogs but things were not getting good but worse. They decided to abandon the house and dogs in new place, locked all doors and vanished. Other heard pleas of dogs and did everything to provide them with some food and water. After more than 3 months, landlady decided enough is enough and she opened the doors to vacate the room. The dogs got scared and tried to hide themselves but were let loose anyway. Both tried to ran as far as possible fearing new people. Some tried to stop them so that they could provide them shelter and home dogs can call their own. Among two, one decided to stay back.

Not proper food for more than 3 months, no one to look after the dog was very weak and fragile. But thanks to his new masters he is growing well and good.

And this is the story of my dog!

The Collector

Do you be in touch with people from your past? Well, I do.

We were at one of our friend's house. Poor she, had an appendix surgery. We were travelling together for more than 3 weeks to different part of my country. We all were relieved she had her appendix problem after coming back home. Sigh, big relief. Otherwise, imagine how I would have reacted.
After meeting her, while returning home, I remembered i was in neighbourhood of someone from my past. No it wasn't serious relationship but a casual one. Well to be frank, he is the first man I had in my life. I gave him call to check whether he has left the country already (he is going home forever) and turned out he is still around. But leaving soonish. He invited me over and I checked in. We just had few casual conversation, he inquiring me about my love life, happiness and all. And me doing about his last days.

Then out of the blue he questioned whether I would be interested to take some of his books. Well I love books, so i said why not. Checked some, finally decided with one. He was sure he won't be taking away left-over books so I suggested him to donate the books to some library and he handed over responsibilities to me The final outcome: I came back home with at least 14 books. Phew, now i need to look for library to handover some of them, some will keep as his memory.

And I became a collector yesterday :) Oh, below the song i am humming these days. Checkout!

Talking to the stranger

Prolly you all know there's this dating site for Gay men. No i don't want to mention the name here, who knows tomorrow our dear Telecom Authority find find about it and block it as it did to many porn sites. Darn! I had account there one and that's how i Met Sid. Later i deleted the account but after action of our dear Telecom Authority I decided to create new account at the dating site because it offers free porn to download. Yum :D

There one guy messaged me and I replied back and series of email happened. Afterwards we shared our phone no. and now we are in talking terms as well. I have been clear about Sid from the  very beginning and have made it clear to him what i expected from this scene is only friendship and nothing else. But I haven't told this to Sid. Yes, i intend to tell him but poor me I haven't had enough chances to meet him and share him such trivial thoughts.

I just hope he doesn't take this friendship in other way as the new friend suspects. I hope my Sid shows maturity here :)