Howdy, folks. This is Monsieur Shenoy reporting from the flight deck at 36,000 feet over Mysore. The corpore sano is at sea-level of course, but the mens sana is flying, owing to a liberal dosage of fine single malt whisky. These things happen. The mechanistic cause is the purchase of a flight ticket on the 0610 am flight to Bangalore by yours truly.
The missus woke up first to the alarm at 4 am.
Missus: Naren, why are you leaving so early? You'll be in bangalore before 8. Surely, even you cant have any work that early.
Me: No, I thought I would start early.
Missus: You mean you decided to ruin my sleep just so that you could go to Bangalore a little earlier than usual.
Me: Well......
Missus: Naren, you are an idiot
I found that I could not challenge this simple conclusion. I confess. C'est la vie, as they say in Punjabi, or perhaps french, i can never tell.
Among other things, I must confess that I am missing the wife and kids. The former I love with a passion words cannot begin to express. (yes, she's probably reading this). The latter, well, they're my brats.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
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Drunk blogging and drunk tweeting! Mr.S, you are my hero!
You made my day! Hilarious..both on twitter as well as here!
I am rotfl here at office! :)
--Saranya
Glad to see that you managed to locate the caps lock key, sethji. Agree with the others - the tweets were hilarious and merit a blog post by themselves. :D
aww.
Naren, where is this twitter account of yours? I've been looking at http://twitter.com/NarendraShenoy for months, and now it seems I've been missing something.
BTW C'est la vie or say love ye? Which one is Punjabi? You said both of them.
I am totally inspired. :D You are the awesomest drunk guy ever.
@partho
he's nshenoy on twitter :D
You were literally and figuratively high, eh? Envy.
C'est la vie in punjabi!
:D
Missing home eh?
Whiskey makes you rise to 36000 feet?!
:D
I'm highly offended. It's not just "C'est la vie" in saddi Punjabi. It's "OYE! C'est la vie, OYE!" in a delightfully high pitched tone, even if you're sighing. A sentence is incomplete without the beloved "Oye". Plisss to take care from now on, oye. Thankee.
@lavanya : Thankee. Though it was shenoyn and I had to search around quite a bit even with your tip. As a byproduct of which I'm now following you on twitter too. Ppronto.
I found your blog through Mysore Blog Park - and what a find it is!! Now I have some great reading to look forward to over the next couple of days/weeks, as I catch up with all your posts. All you husbands are cut from the same cloth - all bark and no bite (and deafening barks they are!)I have provided the wifely perspective in my latest post!
Oooh good brownie point post. You're going to get a warm welcome indeed when you get home.
LOL. kindly continue.
Definitely not slightly!
shenoy garu - how on earth did you get inebriated at that altitude? or did the inebriation take you that high ? i recall that domestic flights do not serve....
Funny .....LQTM ....good stuff ...correction..great posts ..all of them ..I have managed to finish three of them !!
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