Quick flick

Today i caught up this flick "Haunted Highway" on dvd.

This horror movie has same horror movie stereotype storyline with a little difference.The actor being a photographer had intimate alliance with his Japanese super model .Which his wife Amanda discovered very soon. Which leads to the accidental death of Amanda(which was hilarious).This trauma made her(Amanda's) husband to hit the road.No he wasnt checking his new yamaha,instead he opt long drive to dump Amanda's body.Which was his long time dream ever since they got hitched (no seriously). The journey took him the whole movie.In the whole journey he got insane by driving whole night,watching fresh spirit of his wife and all those creepy hallucinations.At last the desperate husband get through his venture.And returned to model just to send her to his wife's company.Finally cops caught him to siege storyline and movie ends.
Get your copy of DVD here and tell me whether you like it or not...

Wait

Have you ever waited few min, for the sake of some you have waited,
Just to get being lied about and neglected.

Never they satiated with abstaining new avenue & new need
giving you hiatus of lifetime,
enough for you to forget their misdeed.

I have waited not only minutes but an eternity.
Stirring inside, exuding only serenity.

Mirror of my dreams shattered before me,
fettered with memory,but seems to be free.

I know my deepest weakness is only regret..
i know i have gone through its hard to forget.

Now i have learned to wash off them to get it extinct,
I have explained my situation to you because i am distinct.

Morning Walk

I am not a person who wake up very early in morning.Even if wake up,definatly not the person who turns up to the jogging park.Though i have modestly maintained my 4 packs abs(another two still eluding me),i have other inclinations for cardiacs.Today in morning nearly at 6:15 am one of my friend spoted me outside my house.He offered me a walk(which cost nothing)to which i accepted modestly.After putting on yellow t-shirt and black lower i went along with him.The moment we reach the park it revived old memories associated with walking.Nothing is as refreshing as a morning walk.This is something that I missed for so long.Its a very light refreshing exercise anyone can do,to revive his or her soul and body.When you feel your own heart beat it connects you directly to your soul.Amidst the hectic life schedule a simple morning walk offers us to spend time with greenery around.Also we get enough fresh oxygen that we deprive of,later when it get adultrated.All those freshness around make up fully awake and relax.As it decreases stress and increases blood circulation.I had neglected it for so long and preferred hitting on zym rather than walking.Though still i could not promise a daily routine but made it a point to walk as much as i can weekly.

The generation 3rd

Its been ages since i have been waiting for 3g services on my phone.I have 3g capable nokia phone.Bsnl had launched 3g services 1 year ago,but still here in C.G we don't have it.I am bound to use 2g.Now when Indian firm will be bidding millions of dollar from tomorrow for providing super fast services,I have huge expectation.For me third generation services means high speed wireless connection,video calling and download in one snap.Well mailing and chatting is still popular,these services will be enhanced by video calling and video chatting.

Happy journey

Today in the morning i was having a nice ride on my bike,when suddenly it starts behaving wierd.No it was not any nervous breakdown.Well it got puncture on its leg ,oh i mean on front wheel.Then like every loyal friend i started dragging my bike painfully(or gladly if it were a lady) looking for a puncture maker.When you ride all girl around give you modest look.When you drag instead all male starts giving you look as if saying or wanted to or whatever,"come on you can make it to the finishing line","what happened ?looking like he ran out of petrol kanjoos kahi ka","rare view","if he were she i would have left my vehicle and joined her".It was lousy summer making me sweat,which finally say off.I spoted the puncture maker.I was lucky enough not because i got the mechanic but because spot him in proximity to my ill fate.
Me-uncle i got puncture in the bike wheel.
He-bring it here let me check.
Me-how much ?
He-after experimenting matlab checking i will tell you how much puncture your bike has got.
Me-i mean much you charge for (repairing) a puncture.
He-15/- Rs only.
Me-good,you do your experiment on it,I am leaving it here as i have some task to do nearby,just take care of it.I'll be back.
He-(giving me a funny look as if i have just promoted him from puncture maker to parking guard)ya sure as you like.
After a bit of check up the bike speciatist told me that the tube has gone totally useless and we have to change it via bypass surgery.My heart goes out when i imagine the affliction,the sorrow ,the pain one has to go through when he has to shell out more money not for a puncture but for whole tube. I told him to do his best.