Missing STUPIDITY...

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”…....actually I dnt knw about human stupidity as well, bt when it comes to my stupidity and absent mindedness …I am THE NUMERO UNO…..without a shawdow of doubt. In view of the fact that God limited the intelligence of man and especially mine, it seems unfair that He did not also limit my stupidity....!!!

Its 12.30am in the night: after gulping a cup of hot coffee and a muffin from the Nescafe shop, I was marching towards my den, room no A-32, the room which NEVER SLEEPS...!!! My hands reach out to my pockets only to send a chill down my spine……it’s the worst fear of my life(almost). I had jst done it AGAIN …this was my 8th lock for which I had no fucking key. If things go the same way, in the near future I could actually open a LOCK shop. But the imperative question was, what makes my key’s detest me to such an extent….i always loved them and cared for them…I loved them more than my pair of woodland shoes, more than my trousers n even more than my toothbrush…but it’s a shame that they could never understand that & reciprocate the same feeling…!!! So there I was standing right in front of my door, staring at my lock like a complete idiot. I guess most of u guys won’t understand the pain of standing right in front of ur door empty handed, with the lock staring and swearing back at you.

Hence it was time to repeat the usual drill, the mission of finding my soul mate…my KEY. So where could it be…?? I absolutely had no clue…it could be equally anywhere or nowhere...thts Quantum physics…!!! Anyways I decided to do it the hard core way…I call it the Back propagation method. I took a sneak-peak into the past (time machine u c..)and started to recall all the possible places I had gone after I left the room. In a couple of minutes I had the complete map and it was jst a matter of retracing it exactly…sounds fucking easy right, believe me it’s not. The key could be enjoying its solitude in any of these following places:
1. Ameya or satyaveer’s room
2. At the Nescafe shop
3. Or the 300 to 400m stretch of road leading up to Nescafe shop from my hostel.
So I started the search with a couple of my friends room …but as I had expected it wasn’t there. So it was time to look for it in Arun’s room…”THE ARUN”. I knw, u guys must be thinking that even though it wasn’t on the list of places tht I had visted…then why was I adamant of checking it in ARUN’s room…..seems an utter waste of time…right. NEGETATIVE …thts because Arun’s room happens to be the “lost and never found room”……every lost object of our hostel would finally end up being in his room, its almost like a black hole sucking almost everything into and inside his room. And just like the black hole it wasn’t a easy task getting things out of it…but I was prepared to take up the challenge, bt to my horror it wasn’t there as well…can u believe that…!!!

As a result there I was walking with my back bend almost to 90 degrees staring down the road in the middle of a dark and a chilly night trying to look for something which hardly cared for me….how worse can it get. After almost half an hour of detailed and fruitless search action I ended up at my last hope, the Nescafe shop. I asked the shopkeeper if he had found any key…………….. and his answer insured that I would have the 8th orphaned lock and the 8th feather in my illustrious cap.
By this time I had gone mad and started swearing myself…it seemed as if the heavens didn’t want me to sleep in my room and the ubiquitous Murphy’s law had once again showed its presence in my life…!!!! So I had the choice of either to break open the lock or sleep in any of my friend’s room fr today….and I choose the latter. Hence I went back to Arun’s room, in all frustration I lit up a sutta, got my woolen head gear off……n Alas ……..from nowhere it(the key) fell from the heaven’s …it really did….!!! I was absolutely stunned and shocked, the key fell off my HEAD….believe it or not. It was then tht I realized what had happened and I broke into hysterical laughter.

FLASHBACK:
What had happened is that, when I was at the Nescafe shop with my friends I had the key in one of my hands and a sutta in the other. So when the coffee came, instead of putting the key in my pocket I actually kept it in my head gear and when I was about to leave I put it back on my head. As a result it was no more in my pocket, hence the whole drama of missing KEY.
But In all this while of frenzy searching, it was sitting right on top of my head screaming and shouting but I couldn’t hear it…damn…!!!! Thank “GOD” I got my cap off . hence it seems tht I have set a new benchmark for idiocy and stupidity which the coming generations will find hard to live up to.



“The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits.”- a wise man