Saturday, September 8, 2012

Irritating traffic jam


From the past four and a half hours my car was in the traffic jam with the result my car had only covered two hundred meters on NH No. 8 which is famous or rather I must said notorious for its kilometres long traffic jams, bahoot he gande vale jams. To divert my mind from the irritating jam I watched green fields of bajara, herd of cows, birds of different sizes and shapes, white butterflies moving here and there, not knowing where and flying clouds in blue sky. Luckily after 35 minutes car moved further and stopped near a shop. Many people who were along with me in that traffic jam got down from cars and bought mineral water, cold drinks and chips from there to quench their thirst and hunger. Seeing the rush, I analysed that by the evening that shop owner would have the sufficient money to open the McDonalds in that place. I had the sufficient water and meal for two days with me so I won’t be contributing in this noble cause.

What one can do when caught in this type of traffic jam; write a blog post like this? ;)

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

POWER PUMP


“I can’t understand whether the front tyre of my car is punctured or the pressure of air is low in it?” I confusedly utter these words.
“It is not punctured only air pressure is less.”  The kid said after his careful examination. “Wait a minute.”
He ran inside the house and brought a bicycle pump. “My parents gifted me a racing cycle and this air pump on my b’day. I will correct the pressure of air in your car tyre with this pump.”
“This will not work. It is for cycle not for car.” I said.
“It is power pump not an ordinary pump.”
He ignored me, uncapped the nozzle of car tyre and tried to do what he wanted to.
Disappointedly he said “I am unable to adjust the nozzle with the valve of pump with the result there is leakage while filling air.”
“I told you that you couldn’t fill the air with this ordinary pump.”
“This is not an ordinary pump. It is power pump. POWER PUMP!”

How can I convince him that even with POWER PUMP one cannot correct the air pressure in the car tyre? 

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Right to Information!


“Do you know how to fill a postal order?” Ms. ‘F’ asked.
“Yes. I do.” I said and helped her in filling that form.
“Actually I am filling an application under Right to Information Act (RTI) for the first time and postal order is to be sent with it.”
“What do you wish to know?” I curiously asked.
“Salary of my husband! I am fighting with him in the court!!”

Do you think it is the use or misuse of Right to Information Act?

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Shares of Infosys


“Is share market is down today?” I asked Mr. ‘U’ who was watching a business news channel.
“No. It is up, only a few points.” Mr. ‘U’ said. “Infosys is Rs. 75.26 up right now as the decision of a case comes in their favour.”
“I sold all my Infosys shares on the last working day of share market making a small profit.”
“If you have hold the shares for just one more working day then you would have made good profit from them.”

Should I be happy as I made a small profit or should I be sad for not holding the shares for one more working day?

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Boss Vs Husband

Today my facebook status update is as

Boss is always right! And husband is always wrong!!

Do you agree or disagree with me?

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Height of saving!


I placed some biscuits on the newspaper in front of a street dog. He didn’t it. I waited and watched from a distance. A young man came near the dog, let the biscuits fall on the ground by pulling the newspaper from one side. To my surprise he folded the newspaper, put it in his pocket and went away.

Has any reader seen any person doing more saving than this one? ;)

Monday, August 6, 2012

How much it costs?


An elderly man boosted about his financial prowess. “I have four flats in this society, six flats in that society and…….” I calmly listened to him. “I have 500sq yards of plot in Gurgaon. Do you have any idea how much it costs?” He inquired me or to check whether I am listening or not?
I was silent.
He repeated again a bit louder. “Do you have any idea how much it costs?”
Lazily I said, “It depends upon where it is situated.” 
Instead of understanding the deeper meaning of what I meant, he uttered. “It is situated in the city of heart.”
I controlled my laugh, the most difficult task to do on this Earth.
This is 475th post. :D