Busy Zhizzi

I am back..and finally home.. its been such a busy day.. well a manic Monday...Only thing looking fwd to is some highlights of CWG. Saw the wonderful opening ceremony last night. Well i can forgive everybody for the shoddy run up to the games after that. Except for one MR Kalmadi. He needs to give my Income Tax money back. On the brighter side even the world media was all praise for the Commonwealth Games Opening Ceremony. OK Cheers to that go India Go.Guys please try and go to at least one event if you are in or around Delhi lets support our country for once and if u cant then lets tweet,blog do whatever we can to support it. Even staying away from the CWG blue lane helps, pool cars whatever you can.

Caught a bit of Bigg Boss too looking forward to more drama tonite and every night :). Although i hear Bunty chor is already out. so there goes the suspense.

Also it happens that i am an avid reader and a compulsive blogger.. so some of my friends read my blog the other day "Long and Short of it.." and ended up recommending me a book.

Yes it is called "Things better than Boobs". OK all men from the day they are born have a fascination for the female Breasts but no most men don't go around ogling at them barring some perverts and I am not one them. The post was supposed to be an observation on the modern Indian Women and in a good way and more will follow when something like that crosses my mind. Also I think the title of the book sounds funny and i suppose this will be one funny book. Already i can think of  things better than boobs(read sex) like Good food, wine, Video Games, Nice intelligent conversation with a smart intelligent woman and finally what everyman likes to do.. sleep :-).


And here is the joke of the day from my friend Ms X:

A teacher was helping her student with a math problem. She recited
 the following story : 
 
 "There are three birds sitting on a wire. A hunter shoots one of
 the birds. How many birds are left on the wire?"
 
 The boy pauses. 
 
 "None," he replied thoughtfully. 
 
 "No, no, no. Let's try again," the teacher says patiently.
 
 She holds up three fingers. 
 
 "There are three birds sitting on a wire. A hunter shoots one,"
 she puts down one finger, "how many birds are left on the wire?"
 
 "None," the boy says with authority. 
 
 The teacher sighs.
 
 "Tell me how you came up with that."
 
 "It's simple," says the boy, "after the hunter shot one bird, he
 scared the other two away."
 
 "Well," she says, "it's not technically correct, but I like the
 way you think."
 
 "Okay," chimes the boy, "now let me ask you a question. There are
 three women sitting on a bench eating Popsicle's. One woman is
 licking the Popsicle, one woman is biting the Popsicle, and one is
 sucking the Popsicle. Which one is married?" he asked innocently.
 
 The teacher looked at the boy's angelic face and writhed in agony,
 turning three shades of red.
 
 "C'mon," the boy said impatiently, "one is licking the Popsicle,
 one is biting, and one is sucking. Which one is married?"
 
 "Well," she gulped and in a barely audible whisper replied, "the
 one who's sucking?"
 
 "No," he says with surprise, "the one with the wedding ring on.
 But I like the way you think."

PS: Women talk much naughtier and dirtier stuff than men do but blame men for thinking about nothing but sex all the time.hmmmm...