Friday, June 20, 2008

How I beat the system: Living cheaply

I dont cut my hair or shave
I am a gourmet cook, I dont eat out
I dont drink SCOTCH, I used to drink FENI, home made booze
I dont wear perfumes
I dont buy branded shirts and trousers
I dont drink COKE, I drink nimbu pani
soaring gas prices dont affect me
I walk or catch a train
and I dont travel first class
I dont need to walk on a tread mill in a GYM
I walk on Gods earth
My girl friend is mature and beautiful, she dont need creams and perfumes. She knows I like her smell
I surf the net on my clients PC
I dont pay for netting
when I have to
its much cheaper at Rs 25 per hour
I used to drink much
Now I dont drink at all
I smoke a lott more than 2 packs a day
I had been suckered by the Malboro Man
I hope to kick the habit soon

I just smoked my last smoke

I dont need INSURANCE and CREDIT CARDS, coz I dont need much money. In case of emergency, my friends loan me money with out charging interest

I have been inspired by MKG
His simplicity began by renouncing the western lifestyle he was leading in South Africa. He called it "reducing himself to zero," which entailed giving up unnecessary expenditure, embracing a simple lifestyle and washing his own clothes.[34] On one occasion he returned the gifts bestowed to him from the natals for his diligent service to the community.[35]
Gandhi spent one day of each week in silence. He believed that abstaining from speaking brought him inner peace. This influence was drawn from the Hindu principles of mauna (Sanskrit:???? — silence) and shanti (Sanskrit:????? — peace). On such days he communicated with others by writing on paper. For three and a half years, from the age of 37, Gandhi refused to read newspapers, claiming that the tumultuous state of world affairs caused him more confusion than his own inner unrest.

After reading John Ruskin's Unto This Last, he decided to change his lifestyle and create a commune called Phoenix Settlement.
Upon returning to India from South Africa, where he had enjoyed a successful legal practice, he gave up wearing Western-style clothing, which he associated with wealth and success. He dressed to be accepted by the poorest person in India, advocating the use of homespun cloth (khadi). Gandhi and his followers adopted the practice of weaving their own clothes from thread they themselves spun, and encouraged others to do so. While Indian workers were often idle due to unemployment, they had often bought their clothing from industrial manufacturers owned by British interests. It was Gandhi's view that if Indians made their own clothes, it would deal an economic blow to the British establishment in India. Consequently, the spinning wheel was later incorporated into the flag of the Indian National Congress. He subsequently wore a dhoti for the rest of his life to express the simplicity of his life.


Vest said...

You have stupid friends, or are you supplying them with something in exchange?.

Anonymous said...

God works in mysterious ways
Inflation hit the ceiling

I had to economize
first no drinks

then no netting at my cost
then no smoking

Now, I have stronger erections

Anonymous said...

eat apple and the errections will go away

Anonymous said...

An Irishman is sitting at the end of a bar. He sees a lamp at the end of the table. He walks down to it and rubs it. Out pops a genie. It says, "I will give you three wishes."
The man thinks awhile. Finally he says, "I want a beer that never is empty."

With that, the genie makes a poof sound and on the bar is a bottle of beer. The Irishman starts drinking it and right before it is gone, it starts to refill. The genie asks about his next two wishes.

The man says, "I want two more of these."

Anonymous said...

Graeme said...
A woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub...
She gestured alluringly to the bartender who approached her
immediately, She seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers.

As he did, she gently caressed his full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both

"Actually, no," he replied.
"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running
her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.

"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender.. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her forefinger across the bartender's lip and slyly popping a couple of her
fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.

"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.
"Tell him," she whispered "There's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper towels in the ladies room."

Monday, 23 June 2008 06:15:00 PM EST

Anonymous said...


Anonymous said...

A guy walked into a bar one day and said to the barman, "Give me six double vodkas."
The barman says, "Wow! you must have had one hell of a day."

"Yeah, I just found out my oldest son is gay."

The next day, the same guy came into the bar and asked for the same drinks. When the bartender asked what the problem was today the answer came back, "I just found out that my youngest son is gay, too!"

On the third day, the guy came into the bar and ordered another six double vodkas. The bartender said, "Jesus! Doesn't anybody in your family like women?"

The man downed the first drink and shook his head, "Yeah, my wife!"

Jim said...

Heyyyy Annony mouses
its June 25

Keshis bday

Anonymous said...

who is keshi?

she is banned from mousey list

Rex Venom said...

Momey? It is a tool. Use it!
Rock on!

MARIA said...

Have a lovely weekend, Jim.

Anonymous said...

A man, whose level of drunkenness was bordering on the absurd, stood up to leave a bar and fell flat on his face.
"Maybe all I need is some fresh air," thought the man as he crawled outside.

He tried to stand up again, but fell face first into the mud.

"Screw it," he thought. "I'll just crawl home."

The next morning, his wife found him on the doorstep asleep.

"You went out drinking last night, didn't you?" she said.

"Uh, yes," he said sheepishly. "How did you know?"

"You left your wheelchair at the bar again."

Keshi said...

Saby please stay away from my life! U hv no right to use my pics in ur blog, neither do u hv the right to steal someone else's posts and put them up in other blogs? And to harass me every single day in Blogville! I can SUE u. U know that dun u? Its happening to a Facebook dun flaunt ur stupidity just cos u got a PC.

dont u have anything else to do than live 24/7 obsessed with Keshi? Which part of GET OUT OF MY LIFE dun u u'stand? And stop the stupid circus of creating so many dumb blog IDs to get my attention cos u will never get that again - not even an ounce. I felt sorry for ur pathetic existence and thats why I let u be in my blog since my bday. But I'll never make that MISTAKE again.



Anonymous said...

Vanity thy name is

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