mornings....

i hate mornings! oh how i hate mornings... the beautiful and bright sun in the morning, looks more like a jobless shit to me than a beautiful sight...
My office begins at 9 in the morning, and thats why i have to wake up at 7 so that i can catch the 7:50 cab to office and save some bucks for myself... so waking up at 7, which gets postponed to 7:15 and then finally to 7:30 and then things just whizz past me... the brushing, the tea, the smoke every bloody thing.
Another debacle begins... surviving the day, more the morning...
Girls are usually more chirpy and cheerful than men, although i know few men, who are worse trust me... so there is a shower of "Goodmornings" the moment I enter the cab... (why dude, whats so good about this... or any morning... it drags you from the cozy warm... uhhhhh... bed!) For the past few years I have been expecting myself to be a bit more abstemious, and you know be good to people in the morning... even if you feel extremely awful about yourself and the entire world. But then i think that is not going to ensue in next forty years... (that's exactly I expect myself to live.. so)
This is not one of the usual blogs I have written so far. See basically I am not at all a good writer, but I also am relentless... so still fighting to please my evaluators! :D
yea, so i was saying that this is not the usual blogs which I have written till date, but I so wanted to write about this, because it is morning guys... and it is meant to be silent... YES YES I understand the beauty and the freshness... but silently enjoy it...
gracias!