Firstly today is my birthday, so you may go to the comment section and wish me a “Happy Birthday”…hehe.
For me Birthdays have always been just a another day to remind you that you are getting old, and I don’t really like that feeling. Do you? I never really got to celebrate my birthday during my childhood. My dad was always out and my mom was always busy and my sister..well she was too small to know or care…hehe..so basically the charm of celebrating birthdays never got into me. However, there were some classmates (rich ones basically), in school who brought chocolates to class during their birthdays and got all the attention and we had to stand up and sing them “Happy Birthday” song. I wanted to bring chocolates during my birthdays because who wouldn’t want a little bit of attention, right? but then I was too scared to ask mom. Btw, I find it very awkward singing the Birthday songs. I go all red and halka blue pani hola, which is I why I make it a point to arrive late on birthday parties…hehe. Oh, I love birthday cakes though. I can eat the whole cake and not have problems with my stomach..heheh
Speaking of problems, lately, everything that belongs to me has some kind of problem in it.
Wife: No, she has no problems. [Are you kidding me, she knows I write this blog.. ehehe]
Laptops: i have two laptops. One doesn’t restart and the other one doesn’t shut down, I have to take the batteries out to shut it down. The repair shop has it and they don’t know when it will be ready.
Mobile: HTC mobiles are such PITA(pain in the ass) specially the battery which speed drains at 300kmph hehe. I charge it every morning and by noon its gone. Need to change it but don’t know when.
Guitar: The neck is broken. Need to repair it. Don’t know where.
DVD player/ CD player. They don’t play anything anymore..DVD, CD..nothing. Maybe it’ll play a “roti” hola. I’ll try that tonight hehe
Car: Some truck made a huge dent on the left side. I got it painted but now they think I need to change the tires. “Dhewa” nabha ko bela. 😀
Bike: It keeps making that weird noise every time. It’s irritating and what’s frustrating is that I can’t seem to find where that noise is coming from.
And few days back even my own dog bit me. That dog isn’t entering my room ever again. My mom thinks its “akha lageko” and wants me to visit some “jhakri”. Not happening, mom, not happening. hehe
I am still looking around my room to see what else.. 😀
Oh, few days back I was in this government office for some document my sister needed in Australia. Now, I have mentioned this before but government offices in Nepal is one thing that you would want to avoid at any cost. And, this ministry of education is over staffed with people who have zilch knowledge about their workplace and in the process we are ones who suffer. So, you have to go to window 2 to fill up the form where the staff there will check your documents and even match it with the original, then you go to window 3 so that another staff there would check and see if the documents are genuine again. I mean if they need to check the documents why not do it in window 2 itself? Then go to window 4 and 5 and 6 and wait for half and hour. By the time you get the documents you don’t even want to look at it..hehe. And this happens in every other government office. And they act like they work for free. I mean you should check out their attitude. Anyways, so, I was in window (some number) and the lady there looks at me like I am there because I killed somebody and asks; “What is your relation with the applicant?”. I humbly reply that I am her brother. And then comes the question that made the guy standing in the last laugh out loud. So, she carefully examines the document and asks me, “What is your father’s name?”. I reply and than she goes,”What is the name of your sister’s father’s name?”..yes..she literally said “tapaiko baini ko buwa ko naam k ho?” I stood there not knowing how to react. The LOL from the guy standing in the last must have made her realized of her stupid question, she didn’t ask again and I was in a state of shock, I didn’t respond either. I just took my documents and left. There was a girl behind me. I looked at her and before leaving I said to myself “Its your turn to suffer”…heheAnd there was some blog competition going on on this site raicha ni. I didn’t know but I was awarded “Most Witty Honorary Mentions” *clap clap clap* hehe. I was told there were lots of votes for me. :O That really is surprising. I know a few people visits here. So thank you all who mentioned my name there.