The first exploration

how r u..i know u all miss me and this judai is non bearable…but what to do…u know I m doing all this for money so that my son/daughter can go to a good school and fall in love with a rich girl/daughter…life here is boring….these guys here don’t have much of a sense of humour and I think I might die due to boredom…just informing you in case I don’t answer my phone…my phone balance is now …becoz I call lot of my Indian friends(Indian friends…as If I have any other)….There is no news paper here no TV no ccd..no pizza hut..no WADA PAV..no missal pav..no pan walla…no movie theater…no pirated CD’s….no jumbo king…no pind da dhaba..no panchmukhi…no sexy babes….only cocaine is there…so in short I planning to take it as this is the only national time pass…I might also joined the armed robbers group coz that is the only adventure sport available here…

It is surprising to know that the maximum number of churches in the world are in ***eria and the largest church in the world is also in ***eria….leeee party!!!……Apparently religion here is a bigger business than oil..can u imagine that….i can coz I m anti god…I always knew religion and cocaine are the way to quick money and ***eria has it both...so the economy rocks…

I have also seen many more white skinned homo sapien sapiens but they all live in big estates created by them…its like a parallel world in ***eria without blacks..no wonder these guys r irritated and rob us so much…but hey..i am an Indian….i am not from chevron..or Tmobile…or any other giant American or European oil sucking country….but that’s not their problem…..they just have to rob every person who is fairer than them..

Today the most funny thing happened…a guy had come in to my office and delivered some mail….i asked my employee whos name is Omalade…that who was it...she said it was a tall, fat, with big eyes(u don’t see many as everyone takes cocaine..so their eyes r half closed)…and he was DARK BLACK…..all my life I have been a pseudo artist but I have never ever heard of a color called dark black…and everyone is black here…what the hell!!...how will I ever recognize a guy with dark black color in a country where black is everywhere….

In other third world countries where the economy is on its way to grow there people have many small time jobs to fend for their family….and here every second shop is a car showroom...and not just any dumb kind..like the ones we have in india where a maximum of 4-5 cars r there…here u have 40-50 cars…all mixed variety and the kind of cars that they keep are land cruisers, proche, hummer, range rover, pajero, Nissan, benz……..so my Toyota looks like a small toy in front of them..But the point is whereeeeeeeeeeeeee do they get money to do all this….this is something that I yet have to research in my spare time…..

Just now my dads bank relation officer walked in…shes hottttttttttttttttt….great figure…one thing is good about these guys that they all are in shape..i don’t know how…maybe its evolution that we evolved short, ugly, hairy and intelligent….and the girls here evolved strong, firm bodied, and super protruding butts, and dumb (forget the guys here)…ohhhhhh!! the bank officers name is Ada ….(as in katilana ada). Moving on the traditional fast food here is roasted bananas, roasted chicked(which have died a natural death…atleast PETA will be happy), and bread and some milky syrup jiska nam is Gari….i don’t know what the ingredients are…

(Yaaaaaaaaaaaawnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!)……wht to do, there is not electricity and the generator is on and the sound of its engine is sounding like a melody…which is putting me to sleep….Usually in india say 40% of the india would be subjected to load shedding and power cuts but here 100% ***eria is not given electricity…during the past four day do u know how much time electricity has been there….30 mins!!!!!!...thats it!!..thats like half the time of what I spent in the bathroom making bubbles out of soap….oh boy ..if I think of the things that I had taken for granted in india…,,actually I didn’t take them for granted I valued them….but I never thought how life is without weeks of electricity (they call is Nepa here)…..

Whenever anyone sees me here they tell my dad…”oh hes ur son…hes so young…..” and then they look at me as say “your welcome”…the English here is called pigeon English ..its kind of funny they use two negative words to make a normal sentence …

Oh godddddddddddddddddddddddd….i didn’t notice that the blog was long…anyways I got to go…..the generator has also been shut down…



Byeeeeeeeeeeeee