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Through The Terrific Traffic

This post depicts only my experience in humorous way and means no offense to anything or anybody in anyway.
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The traffic lights turned green and all the cars of that row zoomed straight and haulted with breaks abruptly. The Traffic Police diverted the traffic unusually. I was a victim too. Alright. Late home today too. Immediately my daughters tears [crocodile tears] apeared in my mind as I walk home late or work on saturdays.
Drat the traffic of the city. Now that is just the beginning of my tale of the terriffic traffic .
It was not just one diversion that pissed me off. Several ones on the way that made me go round the bush. Was that all. The fuel tank could go empty any time unusually of me as I am a prompt visitor to the fuel station feeding my Land Cruiser on time. In anxiety I turned the air conditioning off perhaps that would help?
I peeked out . Row…

Some College Times Blah Blah

Abundant pieces of memoirs like some described below string up into a beautiful memory lace. That I adore to tie up on to the mind each time I walk down the memory lane.
How many jokes are not being circulated about professors, their usage of English and more. The most common one being a lecturer telling "student please keep quiet, the Principal just passed away" for which I can still roll over and laugh. BUT if narrated humorously. There are methods to even joke and tell one.
Some peppy moments / real time incidents I share here:
Chemistry with my chemistry Professor: My Chemistry professor in plus 1 and plus 2 [11th and class 12] was one who was not fluent in Kannada and our laboratory attender was one poor in English  Their communication was bits of entertainment  amid-st watching chemical reaction and shaking colourful test tubes. That day we were using the "Bunsen Flame" and the gas supply was being monitored by lab attender. Since there was a gas fluctuation m…

Yearn For Company

Females love to talk! Yeah? Any arguments  Naaaa not me. I have given up debating on this. Is there an end for a start on it? Who doesn't long for a company eh?  Urge for an company is lured by any human being, any age, any time. For a chat, for a laugh. For a life! My happy young colleague always wails " Kya life bhayye without wife", as usual followed by my question to him "get married soon will you?".               This girl in the picture sits alone on the outside of her house at Gokarn. As I passed by she giggled. Amused at this, I threw her an Smile, I ran my hands though my bag, found some stuff  my heart wanted to gift her. She was taken aback. I convinced her I liked her smile. I wanted a picture of her. What a glow that brightedned upon the sweet face. "What are you reading"? I asked.  "Taranga" magazine came the reply. Our tiny chatting moment ended with few exchange of information. Where in I learnt she cooks, cleans and guards …