Writing the title is the easy part. OK so it’s an introduction, but to what? Me? Wish I could say I need no introduction, but unfortunately I do, but given I am starting this blog off on Christmas, and in line with that whole Christmas spirit and crap I might not be the best thing to write about.
So let me introduce some of the colourful characters I have had the pleasure of meeting, for instance the local guest house caretaker for the Old Director's Bungalow at Sitapuram, Shri Vishnu Cement Ltd Employees colony. (I know how you all wanted to know about that chap for a while) The Name is Kotii, the Ko that needs to be pronounced like ‘so’, but incase you mispronounce his name I am sure he Kotii wont mind, why you ask? Because he is a moron. He tends to give off these idiotic smiles for all occasion that makes me feel like smashing a Banjo on his head, but unfortunately such musical instruments are rarely at hand when you need them.
The sweet bugger also has a most charming habit of yapping when you try to read at the dinner table, if I wasn’t so fond of my books I might have just shoved t in his mouth. Some how I am sure even without saying anything about myself, you might be forming a picture in your mind as to what sort of person I am. All I can say is please don’t make any hasty judgments, in my thoughts I might just a step away form being Ramakrishnan Lector, but I really don’t act on any of my impulses. (Of course if I was 6 feet something weighing over 150 Kg…..maayybe I might… but given my rather harmless dimensions ...Nah!)
So let me introduce some of the colourful characters I have had the pleasure of meeting, for instance the local guest house caretaker for the Old Director's Bungalow at Sitapuram, Shri Vishnu Cement Ltd Employees colony. (I know how you all wanted to know about that chap for a while) The Name is Kotii, the Ko that needs to be pronounced like ‘so’, but incase you mispronounce his name I am sure he Kotii wont mind, why you ask? Because he is a moron. He tends to give off these idiotic smiles for all occasion that makes me feel like smashing a Banjo on his head, but unfortunately such musical instruments are rarely at hand when you need them.
The sweet bugger also has a most charming habit of yapping when you try to read at the dinner table, if I wasn’t so fond of my books I might have just shoved t in his mouth. Some how I am sure even without saying anything about myself, you might be forming a picture in your mind as to what sort of person I am. All I can say is please don’t make any hasty judgments, in my thoughts I might just a step away form being Ramakrishnan Lector, but I really don’t act on any of my impulses. (Of course if I was 6 feet something weighing over 150 Kg…..maayybe I might… but given my rather harmless dimensions ...Nah!)
1 comment:
hmmmm.. Mr. Ram ... the modest ram.... is here to talk to all the "sidees" [i mean the rest of the world acc to him ;-)]... all visiting the blog pl note he is the king of critics:) and very modest;)
hehe
dont mind ram but me being honest:) hehe....chill ya!!
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