In this beautiful part of India,u can't say that it will rain today,or u can't imagine that there is a strike 2morro it comes all of a sudden,and when the petrol slashes down(Oops!!!!definitely a wrong usage of adjective slash,yes there will b some decline after n number increases,1 decrease that too on yesterday 2/- decrement,a small breather).But 1 thing that I can confidently tell u guys that there will b power loss atleast once a day(if once taken off,instead of having a look over the problem,he will have a small nap which eventually leads him to sleep,by keeping his network that always connects to shut).
Without any amusement,he took the power off,as an Indian I scolded the operator and then thought of doing something that will b a timepass...I went out of varanda and was walking,I found something strange...hmm something is missing on my wall(hey hey dont go too far across its not the facebook wall which is fancied by all,now-a-days.I starred the wall,where i used to take the guard???????.....It got me through some roughly 4years back...like in the oldies a reel is spinned backwards in order to mean it a flashback,the same happened.Ohh no wheres my batting guard which i prefer to take the middle stick :P,at once a cluster of frames struck me...yes its the fun in playing cricket especially with my bro,Arshad khan.I can remember those situations when the power is ON,the bowler whoever is bowling to other used to skip his bowling,because of the reason power ON,that much silly we are at that time.Dude u know something those were chlorophyllus wickets,as the manufacturing(:P) is done by striking the leaves over the wall,and there u go those r our wickets.Missing the tree that used to hold my brothers bat because of his height....missing u and the cricket we played...
Thoughts,all because of repainting and bcoz of the current operator.


DEDICATED TO MY BROTHER.......