Oh God its Friday only, 2 whole days of work to go.  Not that I have something planned on the weekends, all the more reason to have a drink or two. I’ll look out and say, its too hot, so I stay at home and then weekend’s gone in a flash.  I went yesterday for an audit at a 5-star hotel and I was paid for it, cab fare. There I saw an old colleague when I first entered the posh hotel room, I was wondering who this fat panjaban is. Then when I saw her name on a sticker I realized it was her.  AM, she was the hottest-looking female around in office then. I barely had the guts to go speak to her, the slim and very very fair Mossie but she sported a mangalsutra. We then stopped together, and now she put on nearly 25 or so kilos in like 3 years since I saw her last. The difference between then and now, she was like a babe then and now, almost unrecognizable?  Ok I wanted to say Hi, but then somehow didn’t feel like or didnt have the guts, cos our lost conversation ended up with me fumbling, besides what would I have in common, hmm… food. So my back faced her for the 30 mins or so, I was there in the room.  I and my friend used to think about her and remark that if we topped our batch, she would be presented as a “gift” waiting in room 503 for us, for the night.  Well indeed, I met her in a posh hotel room alright but for a totally different reason.  I mean I meet so few females that each one stands out.

Coming back we avoided the W Express highway instead got stuck in linking road traffic, heavy and unusual.  So, I and my accompanying friend stopped over at a pub above Croma. There were two sexy chinky babes at the enterance of the Chinese Rest. on the side. I have a soft spot for chinkies, I find them cute and hot. Inside two huge plasmas displayed the Mumbai Indians match much to the half-hearted but indecent cheering. The male to female ratio was like 2:1 but all the females came in pairs with a guy, and the PDA was there to see, getting bolder. Had a couple of beers and went home.

(By this time you might be thinking, what a low idea this chap has about women, well…….I am feeling lonely returning to my room alone today, nothing to return to, no friggin motivation, I wonder if I could perform “the act” to completion with my current lung capacity.  What do I want from life now. I will be 30 in about 6 months, my few remaining beer buddies are getting hitched. I am not so sure I want to marry, but then I don’t want to be single and lonely also.  Lonely guys keep dogs and lonely women keep cats who multiply.  I have yet to experience that “first kiss.”  Is it that great, am I losing something here, gingivitis perhaps or plain ol’garlic or Gutkha!!!

Speaking of “never been kissed”, Drew Barrymore looks unbelievably cute in “40 First Dates” impeccable acting, pouting, never overdoing it, never under. Her weight is also at magical balancing point, given the problems she has had with it before. Adam’s the perfect guy for the part. I mean the whole plot is woven in Hawaii, based on humor and practical jokes.  Her perm curls and the pink and white dress combination is so rosy, I get a feeling all over me, even when I watch the reruns. There is a magical quality about the whole film, I cannot explain, it attacks me at the soft spot. She comes close to being the perfect woman for me in that film. Don’t care if its layers of makeup or if she’s a bitch in real life, she is so perfect on screen. How many people can say they have had a romance thus or close to thus, lucky them. I don’t know what the future holds for me. But the day, I am kissed for the first time, it will be an hour-long blog. Eyes watering. gotta schleep.