It was another maniac year. My list of undeliverable, in common mans language a RESOLUTION, got few more items which has raised to infinity. So this year ykp has decided ( people call it as a kodak rare moment ) to put cross on one item from list of undeliverable , a blog.
Birth of this blog is from my friend’s unexplored fertile brain. This brain has been safely placed in the skull of my friend, famously known as SAD ( sadashiv aatmaram deshpande ). People who know him think that he bears every other adjective, which will force newly wed couple to pray for “not to conceive child like him”. I agree that he is not as sharp as other child. Precisely speaking, only time he has shown his eagerness is “at the time of birth”. 7 months baby. Boy o boy, he is tough nut who survived on minimum hatching. But he was never been problem child, I believe world got problem with him because he always had a different view. And to enlighten world with SADology, I have got this whim of writing on behalf of SAD.
To begin with, let me take you through the life of SAD… He is exquisite punk. If social networking site got community of punks, he deserves to be leader of that community. On Sunday, the 21st Dec of year 1980, this unsung hero was born when time started celebrating new day i.e. 00.00 am. Logically on Saturday night . (SAD thinks that his early arrival was spoiled Saturday night of his family which is the cause behind his dad’s hatred for SAD. But this is SADology at its nerdy best.) Never mind. Occasion of his impetuous birth is blend of vodka & non worker’s philosophies. Day when we are doing what we want to do rather than working class heroes rather Zeroes. If suppose ved vyas is writing this blog then he would have said that it is a conducive environment to born people like SAD. Now you probably were wondering why the hell I am writing this crap. And what is the correlation of birth of Saturday night logic with some lazy jerk. N answer is : first principle of SAD is never think before you do anything. SAD is living his life on these kind of illogical principles. He has his own way of living in this word.I remember when he got first red mark on his report card.He flunked in one of the language paper.The reason was simple. He has chosen Ambrose V/S Steve Waugh over exams. That’s why I always got jealous of him. He has got nothing under his bag but, he has enjoyed what I used dream of.Before reading further editions of blog, let me intimate you all about achievement of SAD. He has everything other than opulencive syndromes (SAD calls every element which is symbol of opulence of an individual as opulencive syndromes).
Other day I found myself in the middle of brawl with my colleagues.The debatable issue was SAD. All of them were defending their claim with financial, academical & all other achievement which will pleased any contemporary Indian individual…& to their claims …. My answer on SAD’s achievement was “hmmmm…nothing”. He may be someone who never cleared his graduation or earn big monthly installment from employer. He may not be hero according to worlds mechanical rules. But he is hero of his own. My endeavor is not to spread SADology amongst all of us. I just wanted to show some of the funny rather intensive characters with whom I have interacted. I have kick started with informal way of blog writing. I know its hard to digest some absurd babble….illogical thoughts….But as SAD says who cares….I will try to disappoint you with unexpected and unaccepted content…
