One more day has passed on.

To Pune, I have not yet gone!

Oh lord, how much more will I delay?

Maybe until I'm caught by the Mamu,one day?!?!?!

Yup,that there,was a stupid poem I made up about my delaying and procrastinating habits!

Yesterday was a great day!

Hmmm....I also realized one more problem with this blogger,not only does it spell-check my british english words and replace them with their Americanized versions,it also stores the blogs and dates them a day behind!Okay,on to more interesting things now.Met this rickshaw-wallah yesterday while going with my dad to one of his plants(chemical plants,that is!).And that's where I had an awesome time chatting up with the rickshaw-driver.

Well,I chatted up with him for over an hour before realizing that he had not the slightest inclination about who I was.He knew that I had come with 'Chacha'(Uncle),-by which he was talking about my dad.But here's the funny part-he thought I was my dad's driver!Oh yeah,and I also chatted away with the rick-driver for hours on end.It was great fun.Especially the incident he narated about the

Also the thing I found funny was that he was quite smart and he could speak on a range of topics(although he wasn't very knowledgeable about most of the things that he said!).

The thing that I was surprised to hear was that he had known my dad all throughout his career as a taxi-driver.And what was even more surprising was that even his dad knew 'Chacha'.

Infact, he told me that most of the rickshaw-wallahs there seemed to know my dad very well and they also respected him a lot because he was never stingy and gave everyone their due amounts.Infact ,I was astounded to know that my dad had known them for over 25 years.Wow!That means he knew them even before he started his own company(Or his own family,for that matter!).

The site that I went to was in Turbhe. My dad has known the President of the client company-Mr.Deshmukh for over several years now.But while Mr.Deshmukh become a millionaire earning crores through exporting the chemicals from his plant,my dad who originally built the plant for him is still over-exerting himself like a struggler,even after 30 years in the chemical industry.

I hope to be able to help out my dad in all capacities everyday.I want to be his adviser,his colleague,his friend and even his most trusted and loyal servant.I want to be able to help him out of his miseries.

Yesterday when returning from the meeting at that plant he admitted to me that he wanted felt dejected because he felt that even after so many years in the industry he didn't feel like he was being appreciated enough for his hard work.I did feel like consoling him as he was feeling very low.But I knew that sometimes just like me he also likes to be in a state of self-pity.After all he is my dad.

Signing off.Hope to blog again very soon.