Random mindless-ing

Severe writers block. Peruse the forthcoming blabbing at your own risk.

I do NOT have the patience to sit through movies. I cannot sit through a three hour long Hindi flick and at times not even an hour and a half long English one. I realize how much it hampers my cultural education and knowhow but unless I’m made to, it’s very rare I’ll watch a movie. And rarely in one sitting. I watched the Dark Knight a year after it was released and I could have watched it in a cinema in Canada right after it was out. Movies I haven’t watched include;
Inception
The Godfather series
Shaw shank redemption
Anything Star Wars
(I mention the above because people tell me I have to be living under a rock to have not watched them. And retarded to not want to watch them yet. Ask me about others, more likely than not, I haven’t watched them either. Tee-hee)

I did not write anything about Eid. It’s been done to death and there was nothing I could come up with that wasn’t already all over the internet. I have this thing where I can’t copy someone’s idea or if mines too similar to anyone’s, I won’t go through with it. Like girls I know feel about their clothes. It has to be original and I have to be the first. And I read something about Eid a little while ago today too close to what I feel about it.

However, since my views are of course important, at least to someone who’s still reading this thus far; this Eid was dull and lonely because my brothers weren’t here. I looked hideous because I had an eye infection, so dressing up was even more pointless than usual. People please remember the less fortunate, clean up after your Qurbaani and donate the skins to a reputable institution. Also, I've already had more meat than I can take so no more for me, or anyone else at my place.

We went for dinner with a couple of cheenis. They were boring, not like the more interesting cheenis I’ve met over the years. Like Steven uncle, he is an adorable person (Why do we call every man Uncle and every woman Aunty?). However they told us about the one child policy in China. Yes, they’re not allowed two as I believed, 80% of the population is allowed to have only one child, some provinces have the rule relaxed enough to allow two. I will however research this and get back to it. Only one cheeni knew English. The other one just stared into his plate. I can use chopsticks as well as they can *feels awesome*

Then we went to Gelato. And it’s a good place. The daredevil cake is to die for. We went there after quite a while actually, and the place looked slightly bigger. My parents bet over whether it had been extended or not, dad saying it was an extension, mom holding that it was a makeover. They asked the management, who confirmed it was a paint job. Henceforth, mom won and now dad owes her money. Though to his credit, it really did look like a minor extension.

Then I got home. Thinking to myself that I must do something now, too much pent up energy and too much time on my hands.

Now it hits me. I need to play something. Or I will die. Or injure someone. Stupid university admin hides away table tennis table because "kharaab hojayega" (it'll spoil) outdoors. No sense of irony, or realization that it completely negates the purpose of the sports equipment. Or enough initiative to build a room for it if they really are that concerned. There are several tournaments coming up too and no one’s practiced at all. More importantly though I’m sore about it at the moment because there is an absolutely beautiful table at nani’s where I was earlier today and I didn't get to play. Because it was an "Eid get-together". Sigh.

Now I want to write about sports but considering their importance in my life, they deserve a post dedicated specially to them. And it’s probably the closest I’ll ever get to a love letter.

Coming soon.

Unless I get distracted.

Or lazy.

That happens often enough.

Short sentences are fun.

Baaaaaaaa