He looked into the mirror and he knew something was wrong. His tie had an ink stain, hair looked ruffled and his cheeks had pillow creases. Yet, that wasn’t worrying him, it was the mirror…it wasn’t reflecting his room…
Where am I? Did I get drunk? Is this a friend’s place?
“Hi daaaarlling…” a voice called out from the living room, “Did poochies have a good nap..”
Poochies!! Yuck. This is not going well
“You’ve in there for ages…come and play sweets,” the voice cooed.
Ok, I got to be brave... Don’t panic. I obviously was drugged or was dead drunk and am with some nutcase.
“I’m coming!!” I yelled.. Ok brave face..brave face..
“Hi sleepy head!! Want to grab some cornflakes?”
“But you’re.. you’re… why?” I was started and confused. This was my dog’s vet.
“Why? God look at your face… ”
I still can’t comprehend a thing…did a doc just abuse ME. I mean, yeah she is hot as hell but, why the f88k can’t I remember?
“Dammit I am a doc, I did nothing to you…… Hey idiot.. Look here, you came in with him,” and pointed to my pet dog, “for his health check. However, you just dozed off right in my waiting room. I had the guard outside shift you to the patient room, because you were scaring the others…”
“Just a minute… ok yes I remember being tired, and I think I had closed my eyes for a nap…but that still doesn’t explain poochies”
“Poochies.. hey that’s what I called your dog. She also napped near your bed while you were sleeping… I was calling out to her.. .”
Ok, I am now totally embarrassed! I had been taking my dog to her for a year now; I thought she fancied me... But now I had dozed off at my doc’s place…a real hot doc, mind you…and I ask her if she molested me and effectively killed all my chances of ever dating her… Wow, what a day of realizations!
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Friday, April 3, 2009
A car named life

Sometimes life behaves just like a car. We steer it in a direction, and voila you suddenly find yourself at Disneyland. Hand over the steers to another, and there you land yourself a flat tyre. Life needs controlling, it needs direction and it needs to reach a destination.
Why are so many of us trapped in following the route laid out by others? Why is that we are afraid to make a U turn and take time to explore opportunities? It is never too late to follow your dreams…my grandpa got a law degree after he retired from his day job at around 60!
And for heaven’s sake you’ve got just these pair of wheels, look after them, oil them, nurture them…. Stop ogling at the Ferrari. Each life has its own unique purpose; find it!
Make things happen, don’t let things happen to you.
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car,
dreams,
leisure,
life,
work life balance
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