Every minute, very hour, every day ...

Yesterday I typed more than three paragraphs and while doing so I didn't know that I was not going to post them. I had saved the first one of them and the other two were lost when there was a power failure. This thing has been a mischief now a days with nothings keeping itself reliable - even me. I deleted the partially saved draft and didn't publish the rest of the post. I am here up again.

Yesterday my mother called my father Mr. Bean. And my father straight away asked me to write about it in my blog. He even wanted me to write the reason why my mother did so. I don't think I can. I am not doing comedy here. But still I would like to have a mention of it. I will perhaps avoid.

My brother keeps calling my father as black. He once told that father has teeth like those of sheep. He pushed him several. Once kicked him too. There are several such incidents and my father has asked me to write about them in my blog. I understand any person who doesn't know my father would not believe all this - that we enjoy recollecting these fallacies of my brother and create a lot of fun. Once in a year when my father talks to his elder brother in US, he tells him about all this and they make more fun out of it.

My father tells us that all the students of his school fear him and are afraid of him always. My brother and I laugh whenever he says that. It sounds unbelievable that they all fear him especially when my brother can be all that I have mentioned above. I can also make a point that what all I am writing here is a bit opposite to the word exaggeration. It is a perfect antithesis of exaggeration. I can pen thousands of words on my father's sense of humor. Even my uncle says that everybody at the school fears him. We all laugh again.

Yesterday along with my friends I went to a restaurant at City Center - Sahib Sindh Sultan. We had a lovely time. The restaurant and also the food was of fine quality but that because I was very hungry, I enjoyed things more. The major part of the bill was paid by one of my friends - of course - and the rest was shared by the others including me - of course! There were several reason that we went there - many - I wonder how many! Do I sound silly?

Being a Friday we had just the morning session and our lecturer for computer networks felt like having all the 200 minutes of it with him. He left us a little early. When the class started, it was too drowsy and I hardly listened to anything. But when the new topic was started, I couldn't stop myself from enjoying it - the topic was Network Security.

Today morning my father woke me up asked me to take him to some shop that would let us have some color printouts of very high quality. In the first place he asked me if we could do it at home. I said I would rather prefer a printer of superior quality and our printer is just good for regular printing and not photographs. He wanted to take copies of some jewelery in which his friend was interested. There were seven pictures and each of them costed us 40 bucks. They were taken on photo-paper.

We went to Mehdipatnam for this and I took home Idly and Wada for my breakfast. I had Wada for myself and my brother took the other thing. Now I am here in front of the computer trying to write something so that my blog finds itself updated. And I think I am done - almost. Today is a holiday here, the occasion being 'Holi'. I am still not sure if I have a class at CL today. The schedule says that tomorrow is. The schedule is prepared in Delhi and the celebrations for 'Holi' in north India are tomorrow. In south it is today.

Yesterday though I didn't write anything for this blog, I did find something interesting coming out of my mind and I posted in on Gridlocked. I wasn't sure if I must post it there but then I preferred not to think on it and I did it. All through the evening I was preparing myself to write something for Flowing Emotions. It's sad that I didn't do it.