Shrugs*

There are days when everything goes haywire, and things spin utterly out of control. And then sometimes,You go haywire and spin utterly out of control.But then there is the one time when you almost steal a rickshaw, set your sink on fire and short circuit an entire boys hostel.

Yes, these are the times when you give a whole new meaning to the phrase 'Khoob jamega rang jab mil baithenge teen yar, Aap main aur ............. '

The day started as any other would in a hostel , at around one in the afternoon, and was planned to the T. And then someone said alcohol, girls and some place one would find both.
Cut to 11 in the night: 4 guys sitting in a pub and trying to figure out if they really did drink as much as the bill said they did. And then it began...

In Pune, if you tell the auto guys that you want to reach a particular institute before midnight, they assume you are one of those 'My dad is an ATM' kids and very pleasantly charge about twice the rate. They tell us they have no choice,really.And they like raw tobacco. So when this guy had to stop for a couple of minutes to buy the needful, a good friend decided we didn't need him anymore. That we can drive the goddamn auto ourselves.

Guy 1: Saala bhen*%#$ , kahan mara raha hai
Guy 2 : tambacu kharid raha hai be
Guy 3: toh hum kya kar rahe hai, baarah se pehle paunchna hai!
Guy 4: Chal fir, chalte hai

*gets off
*gets on in the front
*starts the thing and woah!

Guy4(laughing) :abe ye tho scooter jaisa hai.

Auto guy(running) : Ruko! Ruko!

Guy3: Oi! ruk saale piche bhaag raha wo
Guy4: Saale abhi toh ro raha tha hostel jaana hai!

Guys 1, 2 &3 start tugging at 4. and he finally decides he didn't like the Auto.

Auto guy(after about 100 feet from the shop and a couple of minutes of panting) :Kya bhaiya , aap log?!

Guy2: Sorry bhaiya, piya hua hai. Paagal hai.

Half hour later in the hostel room*

Guy1 to Guy4: abe muje sona nahi hai, tu bhi mat so.
Guy4: Abe nikalo isko bahar!
Guy 3(abruptly): Acha , hookah pada hai?
*silence

*silence

Guy2: Coal kaise jalaenge?
Guy1: Mere pass idea hai!!

The next day all of us really wished guy 3 had let 1and 4 go on with our conversation. Hua ye...

2: abe bhen*#%$, paper kyu nikal raha hai?
1:coal jaalane
2:Isme kaise jallega
1:It's a simple three step process

1:step one, take coal
*takes coal
1:step two, put coal in paper
*puts coal in paper
1:set paper on fire
*sets paper on fire

2:Abe paagal hai kya?Kya kar raha hai?
1:Haath jal raha saale!haath jal raha hai!

*runs around the room, finds the sink, dumps the whole thing in it

3(lookin at the fire):abe ye kya hai?
2:**&^$##!, aag jal rahi hai, dikh nahi raha?
2 to 1:abe bahar kyu nahi leke gaya?!
4(Comes in running): Abe ye kya hai?

And now comes into the scene, guy5 (Guy2's roommate), a guy who(by of the youth of this progressing nation) would be described as ' always stoned'

5:dhua kaha se aa raha hai?!
4: 1 ne room ko aag laga di
5: abe us ********* ko aane kisne diya mere room main.saala hamesha ********* karta hai!
5 to 1: abe oo ******, kya soch raha tha?

1 panics and pours in the first liquid he could find into the fire.Half a bottle of Coconut oil.


by this time, the fire had almost reached half the distance to the ceiling and had gone off, turning the white sink into the exact opposite of it's former color.

5 to 1: saaf , karke jaana
1(sighs): teek hai .

5 returns to his bed and decides he'd like some alcohol. Gets some and pours it in a glass

5:Peeoge?
*silence

*silence

3:Yar, rum hai? whiskey jaati nahi hai.

We really don't remember how long we did the peena for, the next thing was all of us getting up coughing.

3:ab kya jal raha hai?
2:meri Kotler!
3:saalo tum log wapas coal jalaa rahe ho?!

*1,2,3,4 put out the flame and go back to sleep. 5 couldn't be bothered again

What really happened though was, a glass of whiskey that was left alone had some how found its way from the table to the ground, and on the ground was an extension board which sparked up and said hello to the Kotler(also on the ground).

The next day we found out that at around the same time that we saved the Kotler. All the lights in the hostel had gone off. No one to this day knows why....



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There are roles played to me

by them , I call my friends as are
And yet, there is an act , a say
That no one seems for me, to play.

I seem not able to read it in words, learnt
Nor find it counsel seeked
It seems to have walked away just

From drunken mirth, and calming love

I am failing, falling

under the beautiful blue today
Sailing skywards at a promise made
by the tempting moon, and the treacherous wind.

And still, at the end
I hope to find, what I was looking for
Though I know not of its color
Though I know not of its place

There are roles played to me

by them , I call my friends as are
And yet, there is an act , a say
That no one seems for me, to play.

Call me your Leader

I'll take you there, follow blind

To a place unknown, just fall behind

Call me your leader, come tread along

I'll steal your mind and sing you a song

Call me your Leader, just fall behind

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And now, that I go

And now, that I go
I have nothing to give
Nothing to share, to hold
but some beads of light, some sky blue
Few beautiful sighs for the morning dew
Some stories for the night, and ghosts that flew
Those befriended lies and a pacified rue.

And now, that I go
I have nothing to give
except all poetry, that I leave for you.

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The Confused sort

Flying with the clouds

on a high that is bound to stay

for a fear that shouts betray

and a lady friend of mine.

Lurking in the shadows

with devils on the alley way

deep within a single fray

of the shrewd black inside my mind

Flowing like the blues do

of the ocean, of the music

in an old and the new hit

growing in and out of love

Close up like a fist does

on a ring for my mistress

where I am the only one to stand

and fall again

Flying with the clouds

on a high that is bound to stay

Idiopathic?

Just like every other loyal Indian this moment who is sad about the bomb blasts, I use the Social Networking platform to express empathy and blame our government for it!

Seriously?!

The Nation of the Mahatma, has finally awakened,again. So for the next few weeks we are all going to change our face book statuses to 'Lets hang Kasab!'.

Again,Seriously?!

I agree, that the guy deserves hell, he came into my country and he killed my people, he deserves hell, yes. I also agree that we do not send out strong signals as a country when we seem to have done nothing but feed him for quite some time now.

But then, I have to ask you this , How are you sure killing Kasab would have in any way better-ed what happened?
I may be a little too harsh when I say this, but it just sounds like we just want to kill someone, cause we could not save the ones we loved.Someone bad, yes, but point here is that we want to kill.Isn't that what he did?

I had heard this term somewhere,'Evolved Response'. What would that be?

And for all those people who have started writing letters to Dr Manmohan Singh, Sonia Gandhi and all of those who were supposed to have saved us, I ask, 'Did you Vote?'
And for those who cannot understand the relevance, you really do not deserve to.

I friend recently quoted "His head is purely for cosmetic reasons". I'd agree to this If he'd have pointed at most of us.

Before I go on and lose reason for this post, what I am trying to tell you or thinking about is that, wouldn't it be a better world if all of us did what we could have?

Know,Educate, Create and Think.

Shouldn't India Help India?

Basic, right?I believe this means a better world for tomorrow.Give it a try?

You might say I have lost my mind, that I am living in a fantasy world with no sense of actuality, some of you might also think that I am not a good enough citizen. I cannot in any way, prove to you that I care.Sorry.

On a lighter note, lets do the news

1)This has been the longest I have attended the gym without a break.Two days!

2)Idiopathic is not Idiot+ Pathic

3)The real reason for the mirrors in the gym are so that you can laugh at all those expressions you make while lifting Weights.

4)We won a football game! (The captain let me play for two minutes)

5)I have to pass time, I be back to blogging again!

Breaking News(The ones that really matter)

1)Indira Gandhi once mistook 'Haathi' for 'Haath'.

2)Eva Longoria is doing a Lesbian love making scene.

3)Any girl I want to ask out would never say yes if she'd notice my nose.

Thank you for the read people. You guys have been really good .And Jobless :D

The Wedding Red

And in red that I see you now

I shall hope you stay

I shall wish you wane

In the red that I bled today

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