<xmp> <body></noscript><center><script language='JavaScript' type='text/javascript' src='http://ads.blogdrive.com/adx.js'></script> <script language='JavaScript' type='text/javascript'> <!-- if (!document.phpAds_used) document.phpAds_used = ','; phpAds_random = new String (Math.random()); phpAds_random = phpAds_random.substring(2,11); document.write ("<" + "script language='JavaScript' type='text/javascript' src='"); document.write ("http://ads.blogdrive.com/adjs.php?n=" + phpAds_random); document.write ("&amp;what=zone:5"); document.write ("&amp;exclude=" + document.phpAds_used); if (document.referrer) document.write ("&amp;referer=" + escape(document.referrer)); document.write ("'><" + "/script>"); //--> </script><noscript><a href='http://ads.blogdrive.com/adclick.php?n=a42e1b2b' target='_blank' rel=nofollow><img src='http://ads.blogdrive.com/adview.php?what=zone:5&amp;n=a42e1b2b' border='0' alt=''></a></noscript> <br><script type="text/javascript"><!-- google_ad_client = "pub-2589431880394796"; google_alternate_ad_url = "http://ads.blogdrive.com/static/blank.html"; google_ad_width = 728; google_ad_height = 15; google_ad_format = "728x15_0ads_al"; google_ad_channel ="6215721543"; google_color_border = "FFFFFF"; google_color_bg = "FFFFFF"; google_color_link = "000000"; google_color_url = "000000"; google_color_text = "000000"; //--></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"> </script> <noscript><a href="http://ads.blogdrive.com/adclick.php?n=a6b05a3e" target="_blank"><img src="http://ads.blogdrive.com/adview.php?what=zone:3&amp;n=a6b05a3e" border="0" alt=""></a></noscript></center> </xmp>

Forget it!

In the animal kingdom, I belong to the species- Homo Sapiens. I’m sub-classified into Absentmindo Takenoblamus, common name being Alpha. I’m quite a rarity for my clan.

I have been absentminded from the time I remember (or do I?). I have a memory of an elephant when it comes to people, events, conversations. But a goldfish’s memory when it comes to wearing my clothes, paying the cashier, wondering why I am in the bathroom. Once I forgot to wear the salwar part and strutted around town in my kameez. It probably seemed like a new trend in Madras, so no one bothered to point it out (that’s of course my theory). One other time I was close to spending a night in prison.

I’ve had my embarrassing moments and have given folks around me jitters and entertainment alike. I never learn from previous blunders. When I am so preoccupied, I don’t remember what I need to be learning. Moreover, it’s is always somebody else’s fault.

Today it was the car’s fault when I ran out of gas in the middle of the highway. The freakin indicator doesn’t shout at me to fill gas! This time I was unperturbed, as opposed to the other two times I ran out of gas in this same month. I just waited for somebody to help me push the car to the corner and waited a little longer for someone else to get me gasoline. I thanked them profusely making them feel it’s the worst thing that ever happened to me. I drove on knowing very well that this will happen again.

I better get to work, before I forget why I am here.


Leave a Comment:

Name


Homepage (optional)


Comments




About

About what?
Yahoo id: ahydroxy

Archives

<< October 2003 >>
Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat
 01 02 03 04
05 06 07 08 09 10 11
12 13 14 15 16 17 18
19 20 21 22 23 24 25
26 27 28 29 30 31

Subscribe

Ads

Powered by

Powered by Blogdrive

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License

Designed by Chugs