Sunday Tales


Yes, yes I know Nadzy has conquered this blog like anything. It revolves around animals and their abusers and then some talk about madness behind my back. Well, the good thing is that we are not getting any unwanted attention at least :D...thanks to such posts. It reminds me of days when a group of thugs followed us religiously. Good old days man. I sometimes miss them too. Such a long time has passed.

Anyway, I get some decent time to write on weekends only. So, I'll just write some of my thoughts down. Nadzy is taking revenge from me. She talks to me and wants me to get up just the way I did when she slept. She is getting back to me now :x. On both the days I did get up yeah. She is trying this new sleep routine. People try the new diet and stuff and she is working on the sleep routine. It is getting weird. But it is a change yeah.

What really disturbed me today. It angered me a lot. I saw this picture in the paper where some unaware and ignorant Karachi zoo visitors spitted paan on the alligator's face. This is terrible. Terrible! It is not enough that people throw the waste everywhere. But, then poor animals they are the worst victims here. It is not sad. It is so disgusting. Because no body cares, there are no rules and monitoring here. You can see the snapshot I took from Dawn e-paper. People just spoil everything here.

Anyway, besides that our new D doesn't like to work. All he wants to do is run back home. That's another strange trait people have. You are getting paid so you do the work man. But no, people just want money for nothing. And they think people are blind.

And then among some of the few good decisions I have made now, one is to quit smoking. And secondly, keeping myself away from people who pass on negativity. Some people I know are acting weird. They are sad but they force themselves to be so damn happy. I don't get it ...why oh why? Just go with the flow man. It is all natural. But I am sure, they would have some weird opinion about me too.

Yesterday, some GT was organized by another group of fakesters. wow fakesters! That's sounds so wrong :P. I didn't go. I was a bit confused whether to go or not. But then it was useless for me. I wouldn't have enjoyed the fakesters GT and so I stayed back and did my own work. And what they think of me...I really don't care.

We got this new cat. He does fight with other cats when he is in the mood. He is madly in love with a bown kitty Nadzy picked from the road. She is quite lucky. Her story of walking on the road, talking to a funny stranger and then coming in a new home. And then finding a handsome guy. That's quite a happy story. Anyway, this white male cat of ours although he fights with others, he has started acting like a baby. And he gets scared when he sees big shoes, the laptop or even the book.

This friend of mine...she is getting bored these days sitting at home. She says she has a lot of time. She wants to work again. I was telling her that she needs to work on her hobbies. Do things she didn't do before. She needs to go the club and walk and jog. And while she would be walking-swimming-jogging-playing or whatever...she might meet someone totally brand new and who know what would happen.

Yeah - don't get shocked. Even I can spread hope and happiness around :D