I was super excited bout the weekend. But, it is so true when people say 'it truly wasn't your day!' Today was one such day. I know the probable reason too, I got up by seeing Saru's face first thing in the morning (Sorry Saru but this seems to be the only reason ;-) I had promised to drive her to Citibank before 12 as it was a half day today. So she woke me up, make breakfast and we left by 10.30. Halfway through, my bike's fuel got exhausted when we were on top of the flyover ( I know if my dad ever reads this blog, he will confiscate my bike, he always gets mad at me for not fueling my bike well in advance. He says that you must fuel your bike as soon as the fuel indicator is in the red zone, but I always ride my bike only in the red zone) ok so getting back to the main topic, with great difficulty, I pulled the choke and reached the fuel station. Then came the series of traffic jams. It was so crazy! at 11 on a Saturday morning we encountered so many traffic jams. Then we reach the bank and then Saru madam tells me I wanted the address proof from the bank for my passport application. Madam didn' t even remember that she had not given her residential address for the Citibank account application coz we did not have a home at that time. She never bothered to tell me why she needed to go to the bank and I over estimated her sensibility and did not bother to ask her. Please remember to whack me whenever I over estimate Saru's sensibility ever again! So that trip was just a waste. Then came our discussion about our lunch eat out. In between all this, we bought tickets for the evening show of the movie Flashback of a Fool. Finally, exhausted, we lunch, reached home and crashed. We got up and left to watch the movie. The movie was the highlight of the day! As both of us like Daniel Craig we decided to watch this movie also there was no other movie to watch other than Hello and Karzz. Saru being more English than the Queen herself banked on this movie and I complied.Our first trigger that some thing was wrong should have been when we got top row tickets for a Saturday evening show at PVR. The movie started with an opening gross sex scene. I asked Saru if by any chance it was a porn movie!! but then we assured ourselves it was not. God! the movie just went from bad to worse. It was so super slow and boring. Even the flash back was shoddy! I could not take the torture after half an hour and started cracking my own jokes, Saru being Saru, laughed at my PJs too. BTW, she is the only person who honors my PJs and laughs dutifully towards them. I wonder if she actually understands them ;-P. Ok coming back, I even took a nap for half an hour, then came the best part of the movie, the interval! Me and Saru ran out of the movie for our lives, never to return again. I cannot imagine how that movie ever got suitable viewership rating of 15 yrs and above. Moral of the story, never venture to watch a movie without checking out the reviews and that too from a trusted/unadulterated reviewer.
We had throbbing headache and decided to treat ourselves to Pizza. When we reach Pizza Hut we aw a huge waiting line for tables. We got a table after a while and then our mood improved. We went to the ice cream shop which we used to frequent while we were at the guest house for nostalgia sake! We are back home and Saru has gone to wash 2 buckets of her clothes at 12.30 in the night! Before you wonder why we do not have a maid, that is another tragic story, we have had 6 maids in the past one year. Our maid attrition rate is greater than Infosys too. No maid sticks for more than a month. We have tried pampering them by giving them Elizabeth Arden perfumes and Real Fruit juices, to win their loyalty. But these people run away. Poor Saru will wash her clothes now and as always, it will mandatorily rain and her washed clothes will get drenched for another 2 days. So this was the end of a sad Saturday. In the hope of a better tomorrow, I am signing off :-)
PS: After reading this post Saru is so mad at me that she has put up her status message as 'I hate you idiot.. Tomorrow no french toast for breakfast.' when she is sitting 2 feet away from me. Poor me!! I don' t think my optimism for a better tomorrow is going to come true anytime in the near future :-(