Some generic rant...

I am pissed. Genuinely pissed.
Nothing wrong with my life. Good job, loving parents, comfortable life, no one standing on my toes in the morning train, in short, no "life eej hard" feelings... but I am pissed all the same...

It is the little things tht irritate...
Like the other day, when I caught a cab... sat in the front seat (instead of the usual back seat)... and relaxed... had some wet feeling on the back of my shirt... thought I was sweating more than usual, blamed the mumbai weather for being soooo humid, and jus relaxed... I get down, and my shirt is practically clinging on to me... and then I look back, only to find a wet, dirty rag draped over the seat... I look at the cabbie questioningly, and he says, "arre saab, aapko batana bhool gaya... woh kya hai na... gaadi saaf karke kapde sukhane ke liye seat pe daal diya..."
and so, I go to office with a suspicious stain on the back of my white shirt... but, I did not get pissed then... you see, positive thinking, deep breathing and all that load of shit...

I come back home after a hard day, find the lift is not working, climb six floors, panting, huffing, thinking 'weight kam karna padega'... and remove my shirt... see that the stain is not too bad... or atleast i try to convince myself so... and while I switch on the TV, there goes a tag line "Daag acche hain"... grrr, THAT was when I got pissed...

Or this other day, after flying to and from Delhi, on an airline that prides itself on releasing a calendar full of hotties year after year... and finding, much to my dismay, that THIS particular flight did not have any stunning airhostesses... blaming my bad luck... not pissed... deep breathing you see... not panting, deep breathing...
I come back, switch on the same TV, and see this stupid chick saying "I rebelled against society from my childhood..." and "I love my mother, I just don't want to be like her"... and showing a trekking, adventurous chick, and I am thinking "Oh, seems to be some new Roadies style program..." and slowly realise it is a stupid airhostess training commercial...
Grr... all that societal rebellion and brave statements sound good... but for now, just run along, and fetch that coffee...
"No offence to dignity of labour and all that..."

Then, there are times like these... waiting in office, for some obscure document to be signed by a non-obscure person... with nothing better to do... so, writing a blog post full of crap...
pissed man... PISSED!