ITS WRITTEN ON MY FACE.. I AM NOT BORN TO BLOG

Time Flies by

lazy friday morning and i open up my blog ...It says me 'man u r not born to blog'
I see blank pages for the past year. My life wasnt that balnk for the past 12 months. i feel sorry for those wonderful days i havnt put on the pages. Its like i passed thru a year without bothering to scribble on the blog screen so that i can go and check it out for the rest of my life.

but this year has been so pictorial.
What happens when you have a nice photographer friend who doesnt get bored of u? u end shooting so much and put them all over orkut and facebook. I always scare when's that call coming from google saying 'man, u upload more fotos on our server and u gonna pay for it'

fridays have changed a lot..
from usual morning drive to Landmark Mall and the coffee and salad (my food tastes are as weired as me) , it's now vada, masala dosa and filter coffee at saravan bhavan, the best place for veg in qatar. and not alone, I have started this habit of calling all ma friends and pulling them out of bed and draggin them to saravanbavan. (in a group mail, nuwaid says me it doesnt matter how many guys i pull out of bed on friday mornings, he says me to count how many gals i pull into bed for the rest 6 days. who nuwaid? wat nuwaid? i dont know him. may b hes talking of another mufeed)