Friday, July 11, 2008
Doldrums
Caffeine. Gotta break the code. Nasty fleshy thoughts. Client call. Single syllable conversation. Nasty thoughts (sequel). Disjointed eyes. What's the score again? Face-replaced-with-ass manager. Nice chick transparent kurti? iPhone 3G. You did 3 gals last Saturday? What's with you, code. Lemon tea tastes like nascent pee. Let's ping-pong. Phone call. Manager without balls shouting. Fuck the asshole. I am a slave but need the appraisal. Yes sweetheart had breakfast. Oye man let's wake onsite up. No not from an Adams album. What sir what's up? Strip club sampled? Boobs on lips!!! No groping no cuddling no tonguing no farting no eyeing no jerking no restroom!! I need dark chocolates. And a laptop. Not possible? Oki a iphone? No again? Never mind gudnyt. Mannu one asshole this OC. Bholu idhaar aa. So TIME gives good tuition? Ok what was the divisibility rule? What, good girls in ISB? GMAT? Will think. Hey nice kurti. Mannu, see, pointed nipples. Code, let's try breakpoints. Crud, abends. Where was that? Google, enlighten. Sirji, what is defrag? No not playing Unreal Tourney. And that is shag. Ha ha ha. Turkey. Hungry lets lunch. Rajma kadhi kaddu. Coke to wash down. Saunf was good. And Mannu, the girl ahead of me was wearing thongs. White. Don't jerk now. Save for night. Damn sleepy. Ping-pong returns. Defect prevention. Pareto. Fish-bone. 80-20. Shove up ass. Don't sleep. Manager opens mouth. Brains spill over table. Bad breath. Bad example. Bad vocabulary. Bad accent. Bad. Bad. Bad. Code, you be good. Pressure on bladder. Metabolised coke. And water. And infants'-pee tea. And manager won't budge. And the code won't blink. And my renal tubules won't work less harder. And the bad breath won't stop. And the green letters won't speak. Nausea. Neurosis. Timid farts. Undigested onion. Inflating balls. Stiffening muscles. Manager gets queasy. Time for him to tea-off with like-minded assholes. Sweetheart, won't be able to meet up today. Mannu, yaar ye dekh le ekbar. Thik hai beer on stake. Behenchod muh mat khulwa. Mujhe jaana hai 2 min. Pee-break. What? Pea-brained? No. Right now pee-brained. Wanna quit. Bond ends on next eternity. After that. Gotta get married after I quit. And have kids. Read them stories. Not fair. One life. Wasting IT. Mannu, its late. Gotto cram Manhattan. Not the city. The book. Drop me a mail before you leave. Manager out. Good. Mannu in. Good. Job unfinished. Regular. Another day older. Sucks. Life will move on. Let's see.
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