Typos

Yes today I'm going to write a post and my Mission is not to make any 'Typos' in this post.

What does a Typo mean?

Researching on the internet I found the meaning of a typo, courtesy http://www.thefreedictionary.com/typos. A typo is a typographical error.
Whatever, that meant but all I know about Typos is something I'm very familiar and use pretty often.

This habit starts like a fairy tale. Once upon a time there lived a poor Calvin. Right from the age of four I started my first word with a Typo. Confused with writing the first word 'Apple' I made my first typo, Aplle. I remember this so well because something horrible followed that. "Calvin show me your hand." Boom there comes a smack straight on my hand by my teacher. I still remember it because I was the only boy crying in the class that day as the girls looked and giggled at me. Anyways, the beating continued to reduce from there however, the Typos continued.


Next, typo came in my examination in the eight standard. The word was 'Soldier'. The very second word in the paper I had to write was Soldier. And after around twenty attempts of writing the word as soldier, soldeir I finally decided what its going to be. Proud as ever just above a cloud of scribbled attempts I wrote it as Soldeir. In some days came the Re-open Day. For all those who do not know about what a Re-Open Day it is a day when parents get to sneak into their kids answer booklets. My teacher showed my mom and instantly both of them were shocked to see the attempts to spell the word Soldier. My mom thought I was mentally challenged and my teacher thought I was really funny. Finally, now I can spell the word right, Soldier. Thank you spell check.

My third typo came when I was working. It's not a typo really but it was tagged as a Typo. So as the saying goes Bosses are always right, its a Typo. Picture this statement, Kindly attach the printer to your computer.

And there goes Mr. Calvin with his own writing skills.

Kindly attach the printer to UR computer..

Well, didn't affect me much but yeah my appraisals were low, my team lead still laughs at it, my Project Manager got a copy of it to make her smile, my CEO never allows me to write an email. Well, apart from this things didn't get that bad...did they? And yeah, I work as a writer :)~


The biggest baddest and the meanest Typo came when I was chatting with a chick from my old work place. Hot as ever I had set my eyes on her the very first day...aoooooo! Days went by and I finally got a chance to talk to her not knowing my habit of typo is going to land me in big trouble. I started talking with her casually. Things were going awesome and I had almost convinced her for a coffee the coming weekend. Who's the man now, huh? Suddenly my Team Lead called me for minute at her place. And there I tell that chick on the chatting client. "Hold on for a sex." And then after a 10sec halt came another ping from her with the word "WHAT?" in capital letters. I was like huh. What is she saying? I checked what I had pinged her. FUCCCCCCCCK. What a typo! I immediately apologized for the screw up. The weekend got screwed, my self-respect got killer, self confidence got shattered, my dating plans broken to pieces. Nothing much right? But I have a question, Whoever invented the keyboard couldn't they have shifted the key for the alphabet 'X'. Arrrrhggghhh.

Finally, today I have decided that this legacy of Typos need to end. So I take an online oath, "I Calvin Pereira, take an oath to never do have a Typo in all the days to come." Henceforth, you guys read my blog it is never going to have a Typo.

Mission Acomplished...accomplshied, Accomplished.....Damn it! activate the spell check please...

Monday + Rains = Chaos

Bush bush....and no I'm not talking about the former American President. using some figure of Speech to indicate that...Dude, its raining. Just opened my eyes to see the house lit up with tube lights shining bright and the outside climate all dark and...bush bush...don't ask me again whats it ;)~


Felt like just sleeping down but then I seen my mom making some hot chapatis. Walaah here comes my hobby number 2 after sleeping...eating(yum yum). So there I go again, brush you teeth, download (process of excretion explained with a little help from technology) and then (kapishhhhh) straight to the table. Get on the Mango Jam hot chapatis and chai..bolo..chai.

After all the sipping was done I remembered that I had to follow up with my Secret.
Note: This secret will be revealed in a couple of days. So after it was all said and done, the chores starts again. Clothes + Dabba + late for the train = Work.

AS I stepped out today it was really a nice feeling to see the rain coming down on Mr. Calvin. I thanked the Lord for the lovely rain and relaly appreciated all of it. But this joy didnt last long. As I got into the rick to head to the station, I seen the rick seats all wet. So that had a high impact of leaving a wet patch on my backside...my ass. Then came chaos number 2, my players was playing some songs which I needed to change. So in one hand, I had my wet umbrella, on my chest lied my bad, water gushing in from the rickshaw openings and Me struggling to change the song. Just when all hell broke loose, the devil's advocate came in. Bha****D, a fat guy trying to get into the rick. So now picture this, Calvin, water coming in the rick, fat guy on the right, cell phone ringing, player in one hand, wet umbrella in other hand, fog on my specs, and muck in my legs. Sounds like a warrior naah, yeah its me.

So with all the struggle I won the battle. I reached the station. I thought I was always on time, but remember I spoke to you guys about legacy of missing the train. yeah it happened. I missed the train f****g. Now, I wait for another 20 min at the station. Finally, I reach Malad place of work and guess what Abhishek (buddy @work) and I are fighting for a rick to reach work. Finally, we got the rick and I reached work....Yes guys you read it write, I did reach work. So now to build up the suspense, let's see how the day goes from here...ahooooooo....

Come undone....

Time: 1:04 pm, Date: June 26, 2009, Location: Mumbai


As I lay in bed,
Eyes wide open and windows shut.

Wonder what the future has in store,
Is it pleasing or is it something harsh.

I don't know what it is,
Look at the alter with Christ assuring the best.

Thou the De-ja-vo is disturbing,
The realities are even more cruel.

Rest assured something good might turn up,
All I do is hang on to this thing called sheer luck.

It passes across silently and as quiet as it can get,
Stayed awake-stayed alive and now yell out in frustration-FUCK.

Now that its gone, things left undone,
With the pieces in my hand, I write a post, "Come Undone".

And I write again.....

Time: 6:21 pm, Date: June 25, 2009, Location: Mumbai. Here are few details of my first blog. After a lot of analysis I have finally decided to blog. In fact, after fighting the laziness worm I come out as a blogger who would promise to write a blog everyday....ok ok at least once a week.

Without further delay, I would like to proclaim that this blog is going to be a Preface of my Life. All events, all chaos, all dismay, all joy's all of them are gonna come right here. A little masala but I guess that will help you folks to come around this corner again.

Anyways, taking off today's day started off well. Surprised! Even I was. After a heavy quarrel between my mom and dad last night, I was surprised to hear my Dad call my mommy Darling followed by Honey. May be he meant it may be he didn't but all in all it sounded good to my ears. So the morning was really good. Change the voice, Good Morning!

Took out a t-shirt, pulled-up my jeans, packed my bag and phewww there we get ready for work. I call my work travel as Mission 10:24. The reason, I always plan to get the 10:24 local from my place. But this bitchass sleep and Godspeed time. Who can control em? So as the story goes I missed it. Worst of all I missed the next train and waited eagely for 20 minutes air guitaring on the platform _|_. There she comes running. Oh what a beauty. Wait guys, I'm talking about the train. Luckily I got the door I mean the Hanging Effect to calm my body that was dripping with some drops of sweat. I repeat some drops :P~.

So finally reached work and things took off. I have to train myself in this Finance and Billing system of my Company. Sometimes great, sometimes BORINGGGGG! But no worries as long as I have my Lemon tea besides me ;)~. So let’s see how the day goes on from here. All I can say is, “All that starts well, may end well.”