Tuesday, March 07, 2006

My Life and Times in UK...

Well...my first few weeks alone in the UK was super funny...i still think about it and laugh to myself...

There are so many things that i would like to say and i know if i am gonna say it all it is gonna take ages so i am gonna tell you all that comes to my mind...and i think i will build it as i go along...

Well it was my first week in my flat and there was no one in the flat beside myself and i was bored to kingdom come and i had no computer or tele or a radio and i also did not have an access to a library and i did not know what to do...

Just then i tried to explore what was in the flat and i opened the utility room and to my surprise i saw that there was a tv and i was thrilled...But then before i could take it to my bedroom i decided to check if it was working and so i connected the tele to a socket in the corridor and switched it on...what i did not know was that it was a disaster waiting to happen... I heard the static and i thought the TVs in UK took time to get fired up but then...fire was the last thing i wanted to see...a few seconds later...the nice little tele started to spew out dense white smoke that smelt like a soup made of molten rubber...Ooooooooh Nooooooo...i panicked..not because it started to spew out a smoke screen...as if i needed a smoke screen to hide from my enemies...my biggest fear was that this smoke might trigger the fire alarm..i did not want to invite unwanted attention in the quarters...it would mean i would become an instant celebrity among my neighbours..but then...no buts...but then...but then the fire alarm did not ring and i was so glad the incident went un noticed...and i was so happy...

Then...the next day...i was in my bedroom once again and i saw the skies light up with fireworks...and for a moment i thought it was celebrations in India...it was actually some spectacular fire works for the Halloween's day....And i rushed out of my flat hoping to see if the fireworks were as spectacular as it seemed...and then guess what...the moment i left the flat i heard a loud bang..now dont think something went off behind me...it would at least have been less embarassing than what happened to me...it was my flat door getting locked automatically...a bigger Oooooooooooooooooooh Nooooooooooooooooooooo this time cos i was wearing just a light cotton t shirt and my denim shorts and my bedroom slippers....and it was a freezing night...and i was shivering already...and my fear made my shivers worse..and i did not know what to do...not a soul in sight...what would i do...then some hope...the flat next to mine had some signs of life..and i knocked and a cute young blonde answered the door...now those of you who think it is gonna end up in a romantic night snap out of your dreams cos this aint hollywood...this is real life...and in real life...love at first night NEVER happens....i could not say anything to her...i was so embarassed but then i had to tell her what happened to me and she said....Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh Nooooooooooooooooooooo....longer and bigger than my Oh No...and for a moment i thought i am gonna be stuck outside all night but she was so sweet...she called up the switch board of the hospital and said in just one line what had happened to me...i could believe my ears cos i always thought blondes were dumb(now if you are a blonde and if you are reading this...send me a stinker)...and then after an agonising 10 minute wait which for me seemed like a decade...a bloke came and he had a huge bunch of keys...and then he had the keys to my flat and he let me in and i was never more thankful that i had a warm little flat..though i was alone...there could never been a more warmer place...Even now when i think of it....i am all smiles...

But i still cant believe that i did not trigger the fire alarm the day i short circuited the already dead tv....cos a few days later...i was in the bath in the evening when the fire alarm went...i thought it was the steam from my bathroom that triggered the heat alarm...and i rushed out of the bathroom thinking it was me and i called up the emergency number but they said they had already received an earlier complaint and so i knew it wasnt me..then i just wore my denim shorts and my jacket and we were asked to evacuate the building and i was still dripping wet...it was more like a serious fire drill...and the whole apartment complex was evacuated....and then the most exciting part...What starts with F and ends with K and means a lot of excitement.... For all those perverts am telling you now...it is a fire truck...and it rolled in majestically...and the firemen found out the source of the fire alarm...it was the same blonde who called up for help...she was the cause and she had put a towel on a hot plate and it caught fire...blondes have good days and bad days and on the bad days they lose their head...lol... Thankfully no one was hurt...nothing more than a hurt pride and a bit of embarassment for that blonde...

But then one more thing...i did manage to burn some chicken thighs and wings along with the container in the microwave oven...who would have thought cooking chicken was tough...anyways...it was a smoky smelly night...and the inner recessess of the microwave still smells of the poor burnt out chicken...But i guess the fire alarm favours me...cos she did not go off even this time...when for my neighbours...even a burnt toast can mean disaster....it would wake up the entire neighbourhood...lol...

More happening everyday cos everyday for me is an adventure...
Phew...this is one of my biggest blog entries...
If you want to hear more about my ordeal in the loo when i found out that i ran out of the toilet tissues only after my act...then do watch this space...
Cheers and have fun fellow singletons....

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