Another Day-Off

I am wondering how to start it. All day long doing different things when i notice something that grabs my attention, I think about the blog "yeah, I am going to write this tonight/ about this tonight". But, by the time I come back home and to my computer (sounds funny; people say "back home to my family", I say "....to my computer"), I have already either forgotten more than half of the things I wanted to write or simply dont know how to express them correctly and honestly in words without actually offending anyone/myself.

Anyway, today was just another normal day off in this London City, which I love and hate at the same time for different reasons. I got up early today (at 10:39 a.m.). Normally it is 11:00 O'clock on my day off. Made myself a cup of tea and switched on Skype expecting Mummy- Papa to be online as they always are on my days off. Since they were not there I decided to watch a movie. A thai movie called "ONG-BAK', pretty amazing stuff if you like martial arts. Tha guy "Tony Jaa" , in the movie, is just awesome. you need to see it with your own eyes. I am not good enough writer to do justice to his expertise in his art.

Simultaneously, recoerded the music of DHOOM -2 on my computer and made a cd (complete with the label and all that). Content with my work. Afterwards talked to mummy papa, since they had come online by now. They have just one target in mind these days and that is how to get me married. They are looking for girls. But i think the all the girls are quite fortunate. I am still bachelor and thats good as far as i am concerned.

Left house, went for another movie called "The Prestige". VERY GOOD MOVIE. You should see it. Good stuff. And then decided to treat myself to an Indian Dinner at an Indian restaurant CHOWKI at Shaftsbury avenue which costed me £20.58 for

:one paneer tikka masala
:one paneer makhani
:two naans
:a glass of white wine

Then a cup of tea with Farooq, who lives upstairs, in his living room. Yes thats when i arrived back home. And now I am writing all this, infact almost finishing writing. And none of the things I have written here are the ones which I thought about writing when I was thinking about writing all day today, sitting on the bus, looking at the crowd this world has and wondering that each individual in that crowd has his/her own world, of which I have no knowledge at all. Makes me feel kind of left out, but then I cant be in everyones' life can I ?

I am not GOD.....and I dont want to be......