Don't know why..........

I really don't know why technology, electrical appliances etc hates me and vice versa. I have had only bad luck so far. Things tend to break, burst into flames or just disappear without a reason when I'm around. Here is the heart breaking story about my beautiful laptop, with whom I had dreamed of getting old. After buying this laptop, may I add that I got it from Atsers with a beautiful installment plan. The initial two months were spent in bliss.
It was a day like any other, well just slightly better coz I was planning on watching this very cool movie. I was lazying around in bed with my lap top, you see we were like Siamese twins back then. Anyway I was summoned for breakfast ( I used the word summoned because I have never used it in my blog and not because I live in Buckingham palace). So after breakfast I thought of watching that awesome movie that I mentioned earlier. I had left my laptop on the floor near my bed. I'm gonna call my lap top Ayya from now on coz it will take less time to finish my story. So I picked up Ayya and I think I actually saw my whole life flash before my eyes, I got a temporary migraine and my vision became blurry. Ayya's screen was smashed, I can just see some whitish blue light from the screen. Just two inches from the top left corner and the bottom right corner were spared, other than that Ayya was now deformed all over. To this day I dont know who the culprit was. I suspect the house keeper or my brother. But I couldn't interrogate coz I was too scared that my parents might kill me for being so careless. I hid Ayya for a month until I figured out what I was gonna do with it.
It's been a little over an year since the incident. Now let me tell you how I operate Ayya . Ayya doesn't have the luxury like other laptops, you know like leaving home and going out for fresh air and see what a beautiful world this is, because I couldn't replace the screen, so it's connected to a monitor. And the keys don't work either so I'm using an external keyboard as well. But I can't buy another laptop and throw Ayya, coz I don't think I can survive another ordeal of this sort. So this is the story of how I broke my laptop, and there's some more to come. So I shall write a sequel, maybe in a few hours. Bye.

BACK BUT DEFINITELY WITHOUT A BANG

I was missing the good old days when I used to be an active blogger. Its been ages since I wrote anything. I think I stopped blogging because I ran out of ideas or rather I ran out of topics. But I have realized after reading my previous posts, that I actually never had a topic to write about. I just rambled on and on. So I think it is about time that I started rambling on again. I wonder whether much has changed at mvblogosphere. There are many new bloggers and most of them actually have a topic to write about unlike me.
Maybe I should write about the horrible but historically irrelevant ( irrelevant to the society not to me) incident that strengthened my belief that pets are a nuisance and animals and humans need not coexist in close proximity. It was a nice sunny day, it was before we were faced with the gloomy, cloudy, rainy cold five day show. I have a terminally ill washing machine. The dryer doesn't work, and the rest of the machine also works when it feels like. And it was one of those days when the machine thought it would be hilarious if it ignored all of my instructions and acted dead. I wasn't particularly amused since, I had a lot of bed sheets to wash. Anyway I decided that I was going to have the last laugh and not the 'supposedly dead' washing machine. So I just hand washed them, I should have known even then and there that something is not quite right. As I am a very lazy person, so ideally I shouldn't have the energy to hand wash BED SHEETS. So after all that washing I was happy about two things. Number 1. I won and the washing machine lost. Number 2. All that washing must have burnt a few calories in this body of mine. I took the bed sheets out and hung them out to dry. Actually I spread them on the joalifathi, the sun was scorching hot so I new that I would have clean, dry and very fresh bed sheets by the evening. Evening came and I had totally forgotten about the HAND WASHED precious laundry outside. After dinner I brought them inside. I was glowing because my hard day's labour had resulted fruitful. So before putting the laundry down, I felt this irresistible urge to smell it. So I took a deep breathe in, and with it came the freshest smell of cat urine. And I even rubbed my face in it ( take note it was before I realized that it contained cat urine). FYI, I know this cat, not personally, but we have crossed path a few times.
This is why I keep my distance from animals of all sorts, but still I had to face this horrible, emotionally scarring incident. And I had to take a shower too. The bed sheets were washed again by a loved one. Bless her. See this was irrelevant, unlike the documentary about our young president. But in my case all the events are based on true first hand experiences. Ok then. The end.