I miss Jerry

Not the Tom and Jerry, jerry, although I miss that jerry too, but the one I am talking about is the one who lived in my house for a while. Initially I wasn’t happy at the thought of it. Jerry was spoilt, destructive and a very naughty kid. I had to keep everything out of his reach, clean up all the mess he created and also he made me do a lot of other work I dint want to do. Even then he had become a part of the house.

Although his cuteness was his biggest asset, over time, I even got use to his annoying habits. In fact it was fun to sneak in and tickle my mom’s feet, so that she would jump and run (100% record with that btw). The idea of living with another living person or creature freaks me out, but he made it possible. I was thinking of getting a pet lately, because I realized how sometimes they help you get your mind off of things ,and he came in (although I prefer fishes). And I was never fond of pets, I always believed that my life was too much to handle, how can I handle theirs (also a reason why I don’t like girls with a lot of emotional baggage too)

But then we couldn’t handle his lifestyle...with his late night partying all over the house, and I think..he even got his friends over sometimes. It was time for him to go, and we knew he wasn’t gonna go easy..he went berserk and so we had to cage him and send him to rehab, where most of his other friends were.

Mice I tell you, no responsibility they take, just want to party and do lukkhagiri. I am in a different phase; I don’t have time for such things now. So bye jerry, cyu around

Rest of the gang is still here though

Even roach has been lost since quite a few days now. Roach is my friend from the bathroom; we are more of an acquaintance, that’s mostly because we hardly have anything in common.

Bl-lizard( blizzard) and I were never really close, and now I watch very less tv , so he’s become a lot closer to my parents since they watch tv and mostly he’s in the hall( where the tv is). So we don’t spend much time together.

Mosquito’s are the uninvited lot, I think of them as vampires (blood suckers, who come at night) and kill them happily, especially when I think of Edward Cullen (that’s what we should name mosquito’s...I am genius). The ants are a great help with the aftermath clean up, I think they love mosquito meat, they do a super job cleaning up the bodies so that there’s no further investigation…in the morning its as if nothing had happened.

The occasional moth, bees, weird looking creatures drop in once In a while and also the helicopter guy (forgot his name, normally find him around grass, very annoying)

The cats and dogs in my building are doing alright as well; we usually hang out during the night, I hate the dogs and their bullying though, they think they rule the roads at night.

The crows are the most selfish bastards of them all, they just come in when they’re hungry...my house is not a gurudwara dude, we don’t serve langar. Pigeons are lazy as ever, don’t even open their mouths to talk, I can relate with them at some level.

I’m sure by now you must have concluded that I am crayz (did you know if you spell it that way, it still has the same pronunciation), but I’m not, seriously. I am just very free , and I hate wasting time, so this is me making use of the way-laa (vela) time.

And no , I don’t live in a jungle (actually I do..The concrete one)