"Buckle" Up!

This incident is from a few days back...When things were still good...When I had my hair... :(

Mother: Cut your hair! You ^#&^*@#&@*
Me: No way!
Mother: You look like a person who has bad habits.
Me: (:-P) Let people think whatever they want. I give a hoot.
Mother: Please cut your hair darling...you will look really good. (Her tone changes to very sweet and loving)
Me: Oho. So I look bad now?
Mother: To be frank...YES!
Me: Let it be. I am not going to look smart to impress anybody.
Mother: Oh comeon now!
I take a magazine (a devotional one).
Me: Look at this! Sreeram, maryada purushotham, the perfect man. Look at his HAIR, long! Look at Krishna, again LONG hair.
Me: I just have very little hair when compared to them.
Mother: Look at this! Ganapathy! You are taking inspiration to grow your pauch as well? Very good.
Me: *nothing to say and looks at my tummy*

Later...Got a haircut after two days. On the eve of lab exams.

I wanted to cut my hair long back. It was the rebellish streak in me that made me not do that. Bad Bad Naru!
Now that I look handsome (again!) :-P,
I checked my tummy.
It stuck out like a dummy.
May be on it I could play rummy.
She was true, my mommy!
Now that was a good poem. Just made that up!

I prided at being fat and fit. But no more! I am not fit at all and I have decided not to play in the cricket team this year. This is just an excuse with a little merit. But reasons will be given, later.
I need to check into an exercise schedule. But trouble is waking up! I need to wake up atleast 5:30 to do the execise but impossible given the time I sleep these days.
I need to buckle up and get a couple of notches in my "Buckle"up!
Has to do some posts I wanted to and I sense a tag in the air!

Music recommendation: This time its a song and not an album as I usually do. "Every Rose has it's thorn" by Poison (Not our Poison! :-P )A fabulous Love song...)