Cris’s World

The nice little chocolate no one took out of the Cadbury box stayed gloomy till the hands of Ms Cris had reached it.
“Oh dear Cris, please have me. No one ever wants to have me. Sniff, sniff, sob and sob”
“Sure no probs, come on take a leap to my hands”
The little chocolate, lets call it Chocky climbed happily and burst out singing.

“Today today is the day,
I am I am released.
And I owe it owe it to
Dear dear Ms Cris”

I am sitting by the pond and watching the water aimlessly. I don’t notice an older guy come and sit near me until he says “Hi”.
Pause for 13 seconds.
The old guy is still there, and I look at him and say “Hi”. I notice something about him and smile. He says “It took you so long to say hi?”

“Jimmmmm”, I yelled at my fancy pal Mr Jim when I found him dozing in the middle of my interesting story.

And I got a very reactive reply. “Zzzzzzzzz”

“Well that’s just fine! You can pretend you are asleep but I’m finishing my story anyway”

Knowing he was in for it, Jim rose and said “Oh come on Cris! You know it’s boring!”

“It is not! You are just not using your imagination. Come let me take you to the place of action”

I saw it coming from far ahead. The shape and size was growing bigger every second. I knew it was destiny that put me here. The moment we were all scared of was finally here. It was man versus monster. And I was put in charge of the ‘man’ side. It was one woman against the monster. They must be sending their leader now and before you know it, a whole army of monsters would be at your doorstep. I had to do it. I had to save the human race. The monster had to go. There was no use sitting quiet. I had to talk to it.

I don’t like bulbs that won’t work all the time. I don’t try to hide the fact either. I curse all the bulbs in the world when I have to go to my room and my bulb refuse to turn on. I was in the middle of cursing one day when the bulb suddenly turned on and the room was covered with light. I smiled and looked at the bulb. I became emotional. “Why thank you, that is the nicest darn thing you’ve ever done for me! You are not all that bad you know!”

“Yeah and it’d do good if you were nice like that all the time”

I just had my bath and was putting my used clothes into my laundry hamper. This happened to be a mighty talky set of clothes and I mean talky!

Clothe: Hey where you putting me?

Me: Into the laundry hamper

Clothe: Why!

Me: Cause I can take all my used clothes to the washing machine later

Clothe: A washing machine? You mean I will get washed there?

Me: Bingo you are a wise clothe!

Clothe: Are you crazy?? I will drown in all that soap water! Washing machines are merciless machines. They just keep throwing water at you!

The following post contains a leetle bit about the movie Zathura: A Space Adventure. No big deal but nevertheless thought I will give a spoiler alert. 

My fancy pal Mr Jim and I were watching Zathura (a space adventure movie) on TV and he was confused about the boy Walter’s future self coming to them while they play. Jim consulted a genius to clear his doubts - me.

“Hey how did that happen?”

“It’s easy Jim. You see thats what would have happened to the boy Walter had he wished for his little brother to have never been born. He gets stranded in space and there is no little brother to take the next turn.”"

It was night time when one side of the world had turned off its lights a few hours before and when I, belonging to the same side was about to do the same. After a few minutes of blaming the whole universe for putting me on the wrong side of the world, I was about to rest my ever-working mind to a 14-hour slumber when my fancy pal Mr Jim started talking.

Jim: Hey Cris! I’m not letting you go to sleep without finishing those 2 newspapers.

Me: Hey! What are you? My boss or my buddy?

Me to myself - Third post on the same day? You are jobless! (stress on are). Just thought I will copy another conversation with mah fancy-pal Mr Jim. Again while we were TV- watching. You get the background - 2 jobless lazy creatures in a room. On this particular occasion, we were watching a movie with 3 guys riding a car and singing loudly.

Me: Say Jim, we should do this

Jim: You sure? You cant ride or sing without moving a few muscles

Scene: One evening in my room. My fancy pal Mr Jim and I were watching some channel on TV which kept showing the same commercials. Both of us were too lazy to find the remote control from my messy bed, forget going to the TV and changing channels. When an SRK ad kept showing up, Jim, who wasn’t particularly fond of the big fellow, frowned.

“So Cris, do you really need to have this fellow in your SRK conversation blogs?”

Me: “Which fellow would that be Jim?”

Jim: “Errrrr SRK”