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1. No comments. Only compliments!
2. For laughing at my jokes.
Context?? naah. Unnecessary dilution of borrowed originality.
Anyway, I write after so many days. And I am playing safe. Not good.
Anyway, I did ask her. Originally the plan was to ask her as if it was the most natural thing for me to do. But I think I am born honest. I knew that it was weird and I said that it was weird. Crap! I can literally write what not to do when asking someone out.
Anyway, she is such a class act. Makes me feel like a kid.
But I am little less restless now. In fact, I am a lot better.
And for this two-three months, I have worked with these guys. Not kids. All grown-ups. And it was such fun. Seriously. They deserve a special mention. You know when people see you and they draw a smile..isn't it just so so great when you know that they are actually happy seeing you. I can not describe the feeling.
With the team that I have I should be a pretty happy man. And may be I am. But as Agent Smith says, 'Human beings define their reality through misery.'
And so what do I want to do in life? Such questions demand ambiguous answers. I think I just want to be a tough act to follow.
Posted in: on Wednesday, December 8, 2010 at at 11:30 PM