This world is after me. But I Don't care. Why should I??
This has been a disastrous week. I hate it with my soul.
Sorry reader, I have to explain the current state of misery, hmm??
First was the Vote ID making..... 3 hours in the sun.
Then was the SEMINAR from HELL, where I got Jharofied by TINTINDA.
Then came my TV appearance (and here I would like to thank all who did not see the programme thinking I was fooling them).
And then came this!!!
It began about 10 days ago when a long term chat buddy R*** called up after a year or so. I being naive, talked to him for all of 20 minutes, about several very general topics. After that we rang off amicably, and that was the end of it.
Today, I got a call from a fellow:
Caller X : Hello.
Panu : Hello? Ke? (who's this?)
X : Are you free now?
Panu : erm... what??
X : Look, I am a Friend of R*** ... he gave me your number and told me to call you.
Panu : But may I know who is this??
X : I'm X***
Panu : And why are you calling me?
X : R*** said you are very good at *uh* *slight gulp* certain stuffs...
Panu *genuinely bewildered* : what Stuffs???
X : You know, phone sex and things. He said, you were very good at it.
Panu : WHAT!!!
X : Er... whats your charge-------
*At that Point, Panu put the phone down*
I know my blog name is silly and suggestive, but honest to GOD, if it was not meant to tease or tempt. I just wanted to keep something my Chhota gave me.
And yes, I am no prude, but somehow I still believe in Virginity and Happily Ever After and the whole Valentinoesque sweeping off feet part (though I admit that sweeping off part is a bit difficult, considering my size).
But I hate being lied to and lied about.