२ दिवसांपासुन गरा-गरा कामं सुरू आहेत. My daughter is leaving tomorrow for Malaysia...एकटीचं जात आहे..पासपोर्ट, इतर कागदपत्रं,टिकीट्स, चलन, लगेज,औषधं...एक ना अनेक काळज्या...सल्ले...धाकधूक...
दोघीही बर्याच थकलो.
संध्याकाळी गप्पा मारत बसलो...
उगाचंच mobile,whatsapp..texting..forwarding वर आलो..
मी माझ्या संदर्भातल्या ग्रूप्स...अगोचरपणा...बालीशपणा...हकालपट्ट्या...
अशा अनेक मुद्द्यांवर मिश्किलपणे टिप्पणी करत होते तर तरूण मुलांवर विषय घसरला आणी स्फोटंच झाला...
...
mom..you dont tell me about guys...
you just be decent to them out of courtesy and they are ready to dive in to the relationship... oh..my god !
They hardly know you and they are in love with you! This is absurd...
Aai...I tell you..I am really pissed off with the people in general...
I just want to be alone...busy with my world.
...in college those sho shweet girls are stupidly 'SELFISH'...and guys ?
Oh No !
They are so boring...
they just follow you..text you...call you....
follow-unfollow you on Instagram... so that you get notifications. Bull shit !
Guys just cant take NO from a girl!
Man! I am not interested in you the way you want...cant you understand this ?
I have blocked you...I am ignoring you...
still you want to hang around me ?
Why ?
What ? You find me resourceful and you claim you are boring!
pretty cool...
then why I should be interested in you when you know that you are boring ?
Aha...they are crazy !
Life is so boring mom when you are surrounded by such dumbos!
Thats why I love to travel...
I want to explore the world....
.......................
धुम-धाड-धड....तडतड फुलबाजी चांगलीचं पेटलेली.
(Punekars...this last straw is for you :D )
You know there are no nice guys in pune also ! I am bored with pune...just want to leave it.........
..............
वाफ बरीच निवलेली...
मला मात्र स्वतःलाच आरश्यात पाहिल्यासारखं खुदु-खुदु हसू येत होतं.
आजपर्यंत genetic disorderचं फक्त माहित होती,
genetic orderचा हा असला अविष्कार विस्मयाने पहात राहिले!
गेल्या ३०वर्षात सर्वचं स्तरांवर केवढ्या वेगाने (साधक-बाधक) क्रांती झाली आहे पण ही ग्लोबल पोरं I mean guys :) काही बाबतीत मात्र जशी होती तशीचं राहीली आहेत.
Guys... when will you grow up in real sense?
दोघीही बर्याच थकलो.
संध्याकाळी गप्पा मारत बसलो...
उगाचंच mobile,whatsapp..texting..forwarding वर आलो..
मी माझ्या संदर्भातल्या ग्रूप्स...अगोचरपणा...बालीशपणा...हकालपट्ट्या...
अशा अनेक मुद्द्यांवर मिश्किलपणे टिप्पणी करत होते तर तरूण मुलांवर विषय घसरला आणी स्फोटंच झाला...
...
mom..you dont tell me about guys...
you just be decent to them out of courtesy and they are ready to dive in to the relationship... oh..my god !
They hardly know you and they are in love with you! This is absurd...
Aai...I tell you..I am really pissed off with the people in general...
I just want to be alone...busy with my world.
...in college those sho shweet girls are stupidly 'SELFISH'...and guys ?
Oh No !
They are so boring...
they just follow you..text you...call you....
follow-unfollow you on Instagram... so that you get notifications. Bull shit !
Guys just cant take NO from a girl!
Man! I am not interested in you the way you want...cant you understand this ?
I have blocked you...I am ignoring you...
still you want to hang around me ?
Why ?
What ? You find me resourceful and you claim you are boring!
pretty cool...
then why I should be interested in you when you know that you are boring ?
Aha...they are crazy !
Life is so boring mom when you are surrounded by such dumbos!
Thats why I love to travel...
I want to explore the world....
.......................
धुम-धाड-धड....तडतड फुलबाजी चांगलीचं पेटलेली.
(Punekars...this last straw is for you :D )
You know there are no nice guys in pune also ! I am bored with pune...just want to leave it.........
..............
वाफ बरीच निवलेली...
मला मात्र स्वतःलाच आरश्यात पाहिल्यासारखं खुदु-खुदु हसू येत होतं.
आजपर्यंत genetic disorderचं फक्त माहित होती,
genetic orderचा हा असला अविष्कार विस्मयाने पहात राहिले!
गेल्या ३०वर्षात सर्वचं स्तरांवर केवढ्या वेगाने (साधक-बाधक) क्रांती झाली आहे पण ही ग्लोबल पोरं I mean guys :) काही बाबतीत मात्र जशी होती तशीचं राहीली आहेत.
Guys... when will you grow up in real sense?
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