There is a feeling of immense satisfaction washing through me. I just sat and chatted with Dad over a mug of draught beer. Mommy and Bro were there too, but they were having soup.
I paid for dinner. Dad’s birthday. There are waves of satisfaction drowning me (have I said that already?) and I can’t get this stupid grin off my face.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day, people.
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aawww times plenty!
@ LM.
= )
im so proud of you!
@ blipblip.
Dank you, dank you!
whoa....
ur Dad must be so happy...
:-)
To read this first thing in the morning is like a breath of fresh air and the feel of 'water - cool and cleansing'.
Im glad. And yeah...im proud of you too, Jayant...
:-))))
Did it involve Guinness at any stage?
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@ The Rat.
He didn't want me to pay... =p He said "As long as I can afford it, I will pay."
I replied with, "Yeah, ok. Now pass the cheque."
@ Preeti.
and my dear, how do you think I feel when the first thing I see at work is your comment?
@ Maniak.
No, no Guinness. Just draught.
aww, bachcha bada ho gaya! *teary sniff*
very cool, though. I wish I could do that. :)
Take a bow, Jayant! Even I had a grin on my face for some time :)
I'm very very proud..
you seem to have an instinctive skill in knowing exactly what to say that would make my day...dont you now...?
:-))))
:) There is a different joy in doing that, yes! good going.
try this for satisfaction:
driving at 55kmph on the highway, and I look left to see Dad taking a nap :)
Aww, Jhayu bada ho gaya! :D
@ indiegurl.
= ) Bada ho gaya indeed! But why can't you?
@ My Favourite Gay Partner.
= ) Thank you. I know what that means.
@ Preeti.
You're not entirely lacking in that department either, are you? =)
@ Fishy.
Speaking from experience?
@ Patrick.
Damn, son. Not bad.
@ Muduu.
= ) Thoda.
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