Once At My Room.

This happened long time back, acctually deleted a blog i had written long back and pasted it here.. enjoy!
30 August 2006

Yesterday night…. We had a scene at our room… we had had our diner and were relaxing just than somebody rang our door bell very violently…. It was like, if we opened the door the next thing the person would do was break our heads.

I opened the door… there was an quit old man, should be 60+, thin structured totally drunk .. you could smell the stink of alcohol (for those alcohol crazy guys I shouldn’t use the word stink you’ll can read it as fragrance) probably for a mile… trying to gain entry into our house that too when I was standing at the door. The guy had forgotten the very existence of his building… probably looking for building 43 had reached in building 12A….
Where the hell is 43 and where the heaven is 12A both this buildings are geographically in different worlds… see the affect of alcohol on men in general… he had forgotten his very existence.

For us the fun dint end there … some how we put him in the lift send him to the ground floor. That was after telling him he was in the wrong building… don’t call us fools we know he wouldn’t have understood what we told him but what else could we do. The whole story does not end here… now he had become a program an infinite loop, he would go to the ground floor then come back to our door ring the bell … we to did the same the second time… put him… lift… ground and back it continued. Now we had decided not to open the door. Again the bell rang, but now there was a change the door dint open… we watched him through the eye piece on the door.. now seeing that the door dint open he went back to the life… ground… back…bell TING TONG… back to .. lift and the loop continued … I had to end the program…

Well it all ended at last when I got the watchman to guide this man to this house …..

Life is not easy on any one but then why do people make is more difficult for themselves.