Summer of 03 ....STORY RETOLD ( the begining ) !!!!!!!!

Well it was a fine morning, atleast till i realised that the morning was not that fine after all :b
Still i was trying to manage to get over with it ...as what ever remained of that gud and than not so gud day...
Had to pass the time, started out with Ayan Rands "We the living" but no matter how much i liked that book, it started having peculiar effects on my already gloomed day ,the clock told me its almost noon, time to fix lunch.....
And tell u what when u actually look forward to pass some time, something as typical as cooking also dont help u kill more then 20 mints :((
Now what to do ...well it is always a gud question till u dont actually have to come up with an answer..ha!
Finally it struck to me that i have a working and then not so working dail up modem.......mission started 45mints, two electric shorts, one full short circut and a lecture from dad it was again finally working ( god i shud have been in iit!)
now since i cud access net the greatest prob of all strucked wat the hell was my yahoo account password....damn!!!!!!!
Almost evening, time to cook again,this time no matter how fast i tired to fix dinner, it took 2 whole hours... well one of the reason i hate unexpected guests!
finally got my self outta kitchen rushed to my room unturn everything yet couldnot find the password.
Then just like a fairy god mother my sis asked the reason for the cyclone attck in my room after knowing the reason she just gave me that holy smile (i really hate her for that) and typed my password wow!!!
So first time ever i tired my luck in checking chat rooms..... god it was hell, may be i was not so into this chatting thing, so other poor guy ended up getting a bash
And just when i was about to get outt of the hell ....a very intresting id cought my attention 3969 intresting coz 3 was my lucky no ( ya it was ) and 69 was the no of times i have slapped some one ..hehe
and my god what a kid was this guy typical FBI kind.
When every one was intrested in asking the all the questions related to height, size location etc ..
This cutie was asking me my subjects of graduation and my percentage....hehehe
bombarding one question after another leaving me breathless to answer each and every one... not to mention every answer of mine gave him an oppurtunity to fire another round of question it was as if i was appearing in some kindda IAS or IPS interview.
God how much i hated those questions, almost ready to bid gudbye when all of a sudden he asked me have u read lord of the rings ( ofcourse i read those stupid books from back to front :b )
and i just didnt want to lose this one chance to actually torture him by giving a crap review to one of his so luved or beloved auther.
Before i was done with it, he told me he read the harry series ib one go in sum 20 something hours and all i cud think of was , my god is he really in iit or in kindergarten.
Before i realised its getting late and i shud move outta room , he anounced its mid night, "dont u sleep at night or what?", and all i cud think of was thank u, that u mentioned now, that i have already missed my dinner and an appointment with my hairdresser.
Yet that night i just could not sleep, could not stop thinking of all those stupid things we discussed,how interesting they seemed now and realising how sweet this kid is, so different from others..my god that was one hell of a chat.....
And the endless wait for next day's 2300 hr ........