The Wise one says…

It was a generous treat…thanx to Soc(k) buddies…!!

To know what happens when you get a bunch of extremely hungry and craving people to an obscenely expensive bstro…you have to either be one of them….or pay the bill!

SO, it was one such treat…with hungry people and those who pay the bill. Having an oppurtunity to go to a b-stro..and not having to pay the check, it actually liberates you. It opens you to trying new stuff, never heard before dishes, and yes…drinks.

Punjabi by nature happens to be one such restro-bar which is well known for the so called golgappa shots!! Rest…is history!!

Kartik: I need to have those golgappa shots! man…they are sexy. Bol abhishek…will u try??

Abhishek: Sure..why not. Lets order this.and some more…

AP:Seriously…instead of Pepsi..lets order beer this time. (Me..lost in thoughts..Should I?? Should I not?) Kya hua Nigam?? Kuchh nahin hota beer se!!

Me: Except for…those nitrogen bombs popping out of your butt crack too often!!

Sunil: Nigam..try kar na! Even I am trying!!

(This was the time when..people are looking for others…to get collectively pissed…stoned…drunk..or if nothing…then screwed!)

Me:…Oh k.! (How easily I sell my Principles….man!!)

Miss X and Y: Red wine..!! Lets have red wine.

SO with all minds made (or changed as for that matter)….we palced an order..or shall I say..we tried to place an order until …..

Sorry Sir!!

<<SLap!!>>

We do not…serve alcohol to those under 25?

<<SLap>>

Kartik: But we are…really…really close to 25.

(True….we all were getting 25 by every minute)

Sorry sir…we dont…we cant….we wont!!!

That was it!! A full stop to our cocktail dreams…

We had to settle with a couple of fruit(y) beers, something with mint in it(or as I thought….some chutney with water..was it?)

We applauded….for..which I never be able to explain the logic for…but it was fun(ny) (at least for the onlookers)

2 weeks to go.and we will be facing the most dreaded fears of ours….the vivas. NSR taking a good laugh at our miserable minds. My to do list…is cramped with so much these days. First ..it was this diwali and all….demanding a lot of social serum out of your brains…and now its three files, a project…and..cherry on the icing…. study fir the viva…because NSR screws!

Lord!!

Its a tradition…at my place…

Diwali means a lot of gambling… and we play not only with cards but…sea shells…yes thats the kind of a customary “jooa” we play every diwali. Apart from playing that (which is more of a counting game..for those with pacifiers stuck in their mouth), I was proud to invent a game of my own.

I am not from a gambler’s club..and I hardly enjoy these games ….playing with money…. (coz I ..hardly win). But as they say…lack in cards is luck in love (.? really?? hasnt swung either way for me). Anyways… so here we were…playing my little game which I made this weekend..called

“Home made speical teen patti with a twist !”

So..what is the twist?? well…instead of money…you play with scrabble chips!! And..And//guess what. In the end of each game….the person who makes the highest rated word with the chips won,….wins!!

Wow…I could clearly have won…because….I thought…I would make nice big words . But as they (seriously…who are they??) say..all good things have a but.

The but part here..is..that I lost miserably .couldnt even win a single round….and….this is what I managed to make in the end.

Loosing Hand

The blank…is a ‘J’…and they didnt..grant me that one!!! I lost….and I lost bad…

But…I enjoyed the game….so would you by the way…!! Keep playing the…”my home made diwali special teen patti with a twist”

Google..has been directing traffic to my blog…and what are the terms…

1.Birthday party

2.India TV

3.Sunil llmnr

now..who searches for sunil llmnr..??? anyways….way to go sunil…on your way to international stardom!!! AMongst britney and paris…Sunil..in no time is going to be the most searched celebrity!!!

Sahi……

DO we need to blame someone for what started off in Maharashtra…and ended up disrupting the train schedules across the northern region of India. This is one of the times when regionalism has successfully taken over the so called unity in diversity we boast of.

I detest the antics Mr thackeray…(or in whatever way he choosed to spell his name…) is resorting to…but I happen to sympathise with the intentions. With migrants from Bihar all the place, regionals must not lose out on any oppurtunity.

Megalopolitans have always drawn a huge crowd from the Indian interiors..but the rising numbers of immigrants pose a threat to the locals as they compete for those limited set of jobs. Is it a failiure on the part of Bihar government…?? They surely are unbale to attract their own diaspora to their own land. They are not looking at it as a prblem right now..but they must realise the immigration deprives them of their own home grown man power. Look at them as a commodity.,.which is being exported out in huge numbers….their would be a serious shortage years from now.

Reverting back to burning Maharahstra..if nothing more ..then the whole outburst of the MNS activists have created a new phobia…fear of the marathi M(a)N(oo)S.

I apologise for my strong usage of words…but I from now onwards….will be scared of terrorists…and …you know..

sounds like a disease to me… think of roads and you get a rash.

It pretty much explains what I m going through these days. After that very ..very blac Friday which left me mentally and..kind of economically traumatised, I have been driving real sissy since then.

I think of roads and the numbe rof vehicles ..I have to avert my collisions with. There are so many people I have to save…by not running into them. There are so many red signals .. I do not have to jump..and a number of areas where I just dont have to overtake.

As a matter of fact..I havent been overtaking anyone…not even the riksha pullers who have been overtaking me nowdays. Buses..trucks and SUVs are one of the most dreaded fears of mine,..even a bigger threat than those bike riders.

I drive really slow….I do not jump signals….and I do not overtake (now)…

I feel like I am the traffic-safety-man  on the Delhi roads. Like Peter had to get stung to become a hero….I had to bump into a bike…only to save the world…..so..who am I??

I am traffic-safety-man……………

As if the bombings and a constant threat of death at every point of time was not enough… people have been hit by the ultimate slap of financial slowdown… rather a showdown. CCtv footage of BSE is giving better reality bites…more drama and way more emotional outburst than those installed at the Big boss house. (Those Lucky bastards are so pleasently unaware of the situation so gravely ..stinkingly..bad..and probably beyond repair)

As the whole word is crying over the collapse of one of the most trusted and reliable institutions of global economy, India is (at least the Scientists) are celebrating the success of chandrayaan. The cheapest mission to  moon. I think India has rightly projected of what we are in a desperate need of…Cheap! We need cheap food…cheap fuel..cheap books…and I am not ashamed of the fact that we need cheap in our life now. The whole Economy has collapsed in India as a chain reaction…first it was the inflation…then it was the fuel going sky high..and now it is the sensex crashlanding every week.

World (or at least just myself) is looking forward to the next American Prez who could do something about this problem..to breath some relief into our lives.

It is ironic that economic slump is not a natural calamity..but has scared us even more than an apocalypse….or is it the apocalypse bible talks of??

Its like being beaten in your own game…with your own rules.  SO who wins the game..and walks away with the money?? nobody!! Those who had to walk away…already did when some stupid banks offered them quick loans.

Situation is bad….and I am fed up of being reassured by some unrealisitcally optimistic suit-clad news reader on profit about the upside of it. Somethings..just refuse to have an upside..

I just realised that in ones life… there are times when you need to make a choice between the follwing things.

1. Things made for you : the path which was made for you…the things you can claim to be your forte.

2. Things you are made for: As they say…big guy who lives upstairs..has a plan for you. May be he wants you to realise your destiny. Unlock the mysteries, beat a path which no one but you is capable of exploring.

3.Things which make you happy: Little things in life which you find solace in. Things you would never regret doiing….because at the end of the day..you are content and happy.

Lucky are those who have it all in one.

Unlucky are those who have to make choice.

Foolish are those who take the third category for granted.

idiots are those who never let third category go…who know the path made fro them..but are not letting the best in them come to life.

Oh boy it was black…

Rejections and…more.

Saying anything more  would not be wise..except for the fact…that it was me who gave a few frnds of mine a worst nightmare. I thank them…for sticking around..and sorting the matter out.

Things I want to say cannot be framed in words… getting rejections is not a reason enough…I realise we fight for reasons more grave…our freedom and our life.

It would never ever happen again…

I slept this friday…I just had no wish to live a single second of that friday…I wanted to pass out that very moment and wake up a few months from now!! I was lucky…

Havent met any …..personally ( but who knows..someone close to you might turn out to be one…I will not be surprized to have known a few of Androids….and ya Anna-droids too)

So…the human race has been wiped off the face of this Earth , and surviving humanoids or what we call androids have taken the Earth over. ANdroids, developed by leading electronic companies have been able to reproduce every trait of the human race. Eat..sleep….anything one associates a human with. But still, somethings would still not be able to make up for all that humans do. Love….come on…what a cliche! Androids can love ….I am sure every androids get their bits all set when they see a nice anna-droid. Their ones and zeros combine to form a unique signature pattern which they call BNA

Androids…will never master the art of making mistakes. No matter how much you try to randomize them…their random function will never be random enough!! They never will have those guts to submit themselves to chance. Will they never be brave enough to face the chances??  Will we ever able to bring some chaos to this superior utopic world of yes and no??

Better leave it that way….lets not spoil their utopia….as if we havent spoilt any!!