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Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Straight from heart ..


i love..feeling capable..
and forests in the moonlight..
and strips of road in moonlight that make u want to fly
u just can't figure oput wat ur walking on..
u wana lie on the street..and thr are streches and strches of space..green...malnutritioned trees,,,watevr
all around the street
but it's like u feel the ground rise up and consume u..
thr are no cars or trucks, u have it all to urself..
and u really just wana make love to it all
and u want to fly, can't fly,
but find urself running...
and not aware of it, quite..
...


:)

Thursday, July 20, 2006

The Condom Aunty

Well well.. With all the measures falling flat on ground (sometimes even below it), the Kolkata has come up with another funny means to teach people the use (and probably usage) of condoms. :)

Once you are in Kolkata you are confronted with huge hoardings and signboards with the Condom Aunty (I love to call her that;) ) instructing a couple to keep a condom along all the time. Since "Ichha kabhi bhi jaag sakti hai". You see man, okay human beings, being animal after all, the hoarding more importantly makes a strong point not to reign control over your earthly desires, instead go ahead, do it, but make sure you are protected and you keep the society protected too :) So for all the guys and gals (since they are no less earthly) around, load yourself with a pack of condoms whenever you step out of your home. I already have. ;)

Here's to the High Spirited Kolkata and the age old earthly "Ichha", Cheers :)


Well the biggest problem is still there though. "Ichha to jaag hi jaati hai, par pata nahi poori kab hogi". Boo.. Hoo.. Hoo...

Friday, June 16, 2006

Orkut ke Chirkut...

Friends, Fans, Communities, Scraps, Testimonials, Cool, Trusty, Sexy, Crush.

Do these sound familiar? Maan then you've sure been to the now 'oh so happening place' for nearly 21 million people.

And to judge you more, do you have over a 100 friends (half of whom you've never met!!).You've people in your fan list, who think you are the ass'est that one can get, or you have testimonials from people who would start backbiting as soon as you turn around, then you have the most coveted title on the internet "Orkut ke Chirkut"

Maan the way this thing has caught up, its gross. Its like a virus, plaguing us all, making us all sit hooked on. But then who cares ;)
You get so many people online, you would ever get to see anywhere else and that includes babes and beauties too [:D]

Well, isn't that a good enough reason to be here :D I think it is and so I am. And if you're not, you're out. [;)]

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Pro-Vogue and Worldspace

Hmmm… Once upon a time we used to have radios that used to catch FM and AM signals from as far as Delhi. Then technology advanced and we got satellite radios which can give you transmission from any part of the world.

“Whew, that’s so cool, the world space radio” said one of my friends. I thought yeah, just one time investment and you get to listen all great music round the clock from around the world. Wow.

I was fascinated. More so because the morning I saw a full page blown up ad in the newspaper that had Fardeen Khan luring me to buy apparels of Provogue. Ain’t interested as I usually am, so quickly skipped. But jus then, hold on, what’s this !! “Buy merchandise worth rupees 4000 or above and get a WorldSpace satellite radio worth rupees 1995 free”. Thud, and I fall off my bed (luckily I sleep on a mattress right on the floor so the height from which I fell was just 6 inches). But then, the offer’s great. I always wanted to have a radio at home, but was too lazy to go out and buy, this is the chance for me. I would get to do big time apparel shopping (oh I luuuuvvvvv shoppin) and would get a radio free (he he).

Hullo! Next thing, rang my friend up, and fixed shopping time. Sharp at 5 we were at Central :) looking around to find the Provogue stall (in between looking at how god created some of its master pieces.. oooo). Finally got there, “Hello sir, wo offer aj news paper me aaya tha, wo sahi hai na!” (the usual skeptical me). Got a nod and went ahead to browse. “Hmmmm…. Is it that this is a new kind of gimmick of end of season sale?”, I asked my friend. “Nothing here seems great, I have seen Provogue collections, nothing like it.” I was down, but not out. So we decided to get to the exclusive showroom of Provogue. Off we went and took a 4 kilometer way to get to the store that was just across the street to Central (gosh I need a Hyderabad map!). Okay, finally the collection seems like Provogue and this is a genuine offer. “Hail Provogue”, I shout in my heart and jumped to select and try out cloths. Ended up with 2 half sleeve shirts, a tee and a trouser, and a whooping grand total of 4180 :D

“So when would we get our radio?” I asked. “2 days”, came the reply, “Then these people would come and set the thing up for you, and you won’t need to pay any subscription now, 3 months free.” I said, “Hmm.. Okay”, and went on to pay the bill. But wait a sec, what did he say, “3 months free :O”. This is a subscription based service and that too, 1800 bucks a year, ohmegaud, someone hold me, I am fainting.

Damn so this is the catch, I was feeling bad, and the only respite was that I had got good cloths. And along with that I had got a wailing baby. That would wail in 40 different ways on just a click of a button and die in just 3 months due to lack of life. And after that I would have to bribe “Yamraaj” to get it wailing again. Huh.
End note: Please do check out all the offers that you see in the newspaper, at least enquire about it before you indulge yourself. Some people learn from experience. 8-|

[wonder who’s wailing now while waiting for the brand new wailing baby]

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Pehchan..

Once i talked to a person, so different and yet indifferent from what we see everyday and whom we meet. Its all different as the fingers of our hands, yet all the same. Life moves on, we move on and then at a point when we pause and think a while we wonder what our 'Pehchaan' is...


sadak par chalte,
chalte chalte hi
milte the
meri city ki sadakon par
city mane shahar
yaad ho aata hai
milte the, chalte chalte
parichit
parichit se aparichit
apne aur
apno se begaane
mere mitr, mere rishte
sadkon par
meri hi city ki sadkon par
par.........
ye sadaken to bhinn hain (ya nahi)
meri city ki sadakon se
wahi eent, koyale, gaare ki sadakein
vaise hi ghoomte log
kintu
main bhinn ho jaati hoon
apni city apni shahar
ki sadakon par
mera wajood mere saye jaisa hai
par bahari sadakon par to
main khud hi ek saaya hoon abhi

Saturday, April 08, 2006

By Invitation Only..




See their faces turning pale
Telling us a tale
Standing as Mount Stanley
Oh! They interpreted so badly
Time is to be cursed
Thoughts to be reimbursed

We ain't what they call
We ain't what they think
We can change the world
To make it a better place

Cool is really bad then
Let it be hot
Check whose blood is redder
Right here on the spot

We are Bad Boyz.
We are Bad Boyz.

Yes! We are Bad Boyz
For the people who are bad
We are faster than a bullet
Terrifying scream
We are bolts of steel
Evils go under deadly wheels

We ain't what they call
We ain't what they think
We can change the world
To make it a better place

Raillery
Drollery
Waggery
Pleasantry
Our actions bamboozle they say.
Honourableness
Integrity
Morality
Loyalty
And the [H] factor
Our pledge, we take it that way.

Cool is really bad then
Let it be hot
Check whose blood is redder
Right here on the spot

We are Bad Boyz.
We are Bad Boyz.

The air feels blessed when we breathe,
The sky embraces us, when sees.

We ain't what they call
We ain't what they think
We can change the world
To make it a better place

We are Bad Boyz.
We are Bad Boyz.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Loaded Week