Random Crap, Again

I am tired...
I don't like some of my colleagues...
I wish I could name them, but a lot of people in office are talking about my blog, so I fear they just might read it...
But I still don't like them...
In such a small place they feel insecure or jealous because of another person doing "well" (relative)...
Actually this only really happens in small places. In big ones they just don't care...
I don't care either...
I am here to experience a new country...
To maybe bump into a plot for my third book...
or maybe for nothing... just for kicks...
That's it... good or bad, it's all an experience anyway... a ride...
The new friend I made isn't very consistent...
I mean... she doesn't call me as often as babes back in Delhi did...
She says she likes me though (seems unlikely)...
Or maybe she fears she'll have nothing to say...
Or maybe she's waiting for me to call...
I will...
When I have something to say...
Bor ho raha hoon yaar...
Kahan phas gaya...
Hindi go italics karne ka bhi man nahi kar raha hai...
Qatar is a nice place but...
Just that a restless, wild, crazy, 24-year-old wanderer like me is feeling like an Englishman in New York...
Yaayyy, now toh I am quoting songs too...
What a loser...
But I always wanted to use that phrase for a long time...
So there...
I feel like hugging someone, a girl preferably...
I wish my girl was not so far away from me...
I wish she marries me in December...
Then I wouldn't have to really worry about a break up...
A divorce is tougher than a break up anyway...
I can't go through another break up...
I've been through 23...
Most of the times... apart from a couple...
It was my fault...
I am very impulsive and stupid...
I don't think i'll be able to save money here...
I like spending...
I've spent half my salary already...
On what?...
I was trying to make a list late last night...
couldn't figure out the complete list of money spent where...
decided I'll stop trying to make a list from now on...
thought paisa vaise bhi kabhi nahi hota tha, so I have nothing to lose...
Kamao aur kharcho...
na rahega baas na bajegi baasuri...
I can't even bitch about my office people...
I am dying to...
I am the biggest bitcher alive...
I can't live without gossip and spreading rumours...
But here, i don't have a bitching partner...
Everyone's too busy making money...
They don't even try and make friends around them...
Lonely place...
This Qatar is...
But at least I am forming my opinions after true experiences...
At least I don't believe in hear say...
Par behn ki... I am bored...
Too slow, this place...
Too lethargic...
Too laid-back...
Chaand bhi saala kabhi kabhi nikalna bhool jaata hai...
I need a drink...
I am going to Oasis, the crappiest bar in Doha...
There I'll find losers...
And I'll take their trip...
I hope I get a taxi fast...