The Bag

I still carry my college bag to office. Its a usual bag that we engineers used to carry to college. I have heard people dismiss me as being "still in college" because of the bag. This is where they are wrong. They don't understand 'The Bag', at all. It's a great bag. I put all my stuff in it- my two wallets (one which i use for swift removal of money etc and the other one i use for keeping my train pass etc), my notepad, my papers, my cds, my comb, my keys, my dabba, my water bottle, my headphones, occasionally my camera, pens and lotsa other stuff (there's some stuff i come across sometimes that i didnt even know was there in my bag..... its at times like these, that i have to say wow and salute my bag!). I carry it on my shoulders which makes it very convinient as i have both my hands free to negotiate the crowded train. Unlike office bags that are rectangular, as hard as rock and cause an incredible amount of inconvinience to others and the bag-carrier himself, my bag fits into any little space it gets. Plus it allows me to keep my pockets nearly empty- i hate to stuff stuff in my pockets.

In fact, sometimes, when I don't need to carry my bag, i still feel like carrying it. I feel
unprotected and shorn of my powers without it.

I pity the fools who choose to carry other kinds of bags, and those that label me a college kid coz of my bag. It's an ultra-convinient, super-portable, anti-weather, crowd-resistant accessory I simply can't do without.

Cursed with bad sports luck

I don't know what it is with me.
Whenever I start supporting any team they stop doing well. I burn my eyes out watching late night matches only for the team i am rooting for to loose. the other day i was rooting for chelsea- a team whose football i hate- against barca. my reasoning was that the longer they stay in the champions lge, the better it is for the premier lge i.e. man utd. i started liking football in 1999- the year in which man utd did the treble. since then they did win the premiership thrice, but repeated disappointments in the champs lege mean that i have had a lot of painful nights to endure. damn! i dunno how milan lost that final, or how greece won euro 2004 or how the arse beat man u the fa cup final. it just keeps going from bad to worse for me.

Same goes for Formula one- but they did enjoy unprecedented success before they lost out to renault last season. i am talking ofcourse about the prancing horse- the ppl who support any other team are suckers.

same for Andre agassi.... one guy i wouldnt mind marrying. no, i am not gay
(I think the ppl who make gay jokes are gay.... but thats another blog topic).
or sania mirza (god, she is cute). i was not expecting her to win wimbledon but atleast win the match that i am watching. u read in the papers that she is doing well, beating ppl.... i watch one match and bam....out she goes.

and the one sport i hate.... u know what (it's cricket for the uninitiated), they've started doing well lately. arrrrrrghhhhh!