A:
Welcome to Adarsha Restaurant on National Highway 7.
Rather painful dosa it was indeed.....
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Get your doseh? today!
Q : What does one usually get to order in a masochistic restaurant?
A:
Welcome to Adarsha Restaurant on National Highway 7.
Rather painful dosa it was indeed.....
A:
Welcome to Adarsha Restaurant on National Highway 7.
Rather painful dosa it was indeed.....
Friday, October 16, 2009
Diwali 2009
Murali,
In the year 2009 when you were jaded enough not to go gaga over crackers, but were still foolish enough to go ahead and pollute the environment (how's that lung btw?), you went to a Standard store and saw the following. You then wondered why on earth some ppl would wanna name crackers in such a manner. What immediately followed was a innate impulse to record this on the Internet. The "letter to future self" format was a spur of the moment thing.
Anyways, some amusing cracker names:
1. Bofors!
Did not even get what kind of cracker it was...There was a picture of a simple rifle with sparkling colors all over the box and the word 'Bofors'
2. Cherry Garden
A pleasant sunny day...Birds chirping, Butterflies flyin in n out...Your soulmate and you, with a perfectly pure pot of Earl Grey tea and sandwiches sitting in a Cherry Garden and WHAM!!!
3. God's Gift
Certainly...Sound and Noise pollution, other divine presents aside.
4. Jasmine Drops
@$&*%$@*&%$@ ???
Happy Deepavali all.
In the year 2009 when you were jaded enough not to go gaga over crackers, but were still foolish enough to go ahead and pollute the environment (how's that lung btw?), you went to a Standard store and saw the following. You then wondered why on earth some ppl would wanna name crackers in such a manner. What immediately followed was a innate impulse to record this on the Internet. The "letter to future self" format was a spur of the moment thing.
Anyways, some amusing cracker names:
1. Bofors!
Did not even get what kind of cracker it was...There was a picture of a simple rifle with sparkling colors all over the box and the word 'Bofors'
2. Cherry Garden
A pleasant sunny day...Birds chirping, Butterflies flyin in n out...Your soulmate and you, with a perfectly pure pot of Earl Grey tea and sandwiches sitting in a Cherry Garden and WHAM!!!
3. God's Gift
Certainly...Sound and Noise pollution, other divine presents aside.
4. Jasmine Drops
@$&*%$@*&%$@ ???
Happy Deepavali all.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
wet lips of yours
Did Kunaal Ganjawala feel as disgusted with 'vo vo vo ho!', after finishing the recording of the song, as I am feeling right now after one session of practice?
Monday, October 12, 2009
Fans
(14:30:11) Name_Withheld_For_Obvious_Reasons: you act like an asshole sometimes... i feel its better to talk to a pot than you
Always feels good to be appreciated.
P.S : In Name_Withheld_For_Obvious_Reasons' defense, I did say something out of context in a rather serious conversation...
Always feels good to be appreciated.
P.S : In Name_Withheld_For_Obvious_Reasons' defense, I did say something out of context in a rather serious conversation...
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Free as a bird
Free as a bird,
it's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.
Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.
Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Can we really live without each other?
Where did we lose the touch
that seemed to mean so much?
It always made me feel so...
Free as a bird,
like the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.
Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.
Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Always made me feel so free.
Free as a bird.
It's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.
it's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.
Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.
Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Can we really live without each other?
Where did we lose the touch
that seemed to mean so much?
It always made me feel so...
Free as a bird,
like the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.
Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.
Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Always made me feel so free.
Free as a bird.
It's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Goa....again!
The first time was with Kris, Griz and Ash...it was truly, one of the most memorable trips I've had...The perfect place at the perfect time with the perfect people. Granted we didn't go to Tito's (which I heard was so not worth it...the entry fee, in off season, is apparently 1000 bucks JUST to get in and after u're there, its not all that great...sour grapes maybe but well :D ) or the cruise n to the other dazzlin stuff in North Goa, but we had some super good fun our own style....I can still remember flashes of amazing moments...its like a mental picture...'click'!
This time around though, the setting's different!
* Office colleagues (most of whom I don't know very well, and the others I've only had partial personal interactions for just 10 months)
* Friggin 30 of 'em !!!!
* South Goa!!!
Potential for disasters u think? U haven't heard the best part yet...I was travelling on the train as someone else! Yep that's right...I had to suffer MPD, atleast name-wise to get to paradise...If caught, the fine for impersonating somebody is...well thankfully I still don't know aye?
After travellin for close to 20 hours (one looooooooong train drive and another seemingly long bumpy bloody bad bus drive), we get to Colonel Jose Menino resort, Varca. Place looks like a dump. We look like a dump. Since another colleague n I decided to join the gang later than others, our room...isn't there! In a gang of 30, miscommunication is just way too easy I guess...
15 mins later : The fan's running on full speed...Two males, avg age 25, are lying sprawled on the bed.
No this post is gonna become too long if I do it this way. Change. Okay got it.
When you're in the company of ppl u barely know or "ppl u do the 'raised-hand-smile-nod' thingy with day in and day out but don't expect to spend a vacation with them" , u can do several things. You can struggle hard to blend in, fit in. There, u're competing with ppl who've been together for the past 5-8 years and read each other like an open socket. Or you can be the broody, silent guy who's taking it all in, waiting for an opening.
Both of these approaches become rather taxing when you're up against a set of ppl with a rather quirky sense of humour, with a dollop of sillyness and a generous serving of perversion. For instance, if I'd said, in front of few of the gang "...the broody, silent guy who's taking it all in, waiting for an opening.", several of them would've burst out howling, and while u were wondering whether u'd made the most inane of statements or whether ur pants were down all of a sudden, one of them would say:
"Opening? Wow whose opening are u waiting for? And u're taking it all in? I didn't know u're used to swallowing man!" (For those who didn't get either or both of those puns, leave personal comments please).
You see the point? If you wanna blend in, you've got to stoop to a level which you'd rather not visit. If you wanna be the silent brooding guy, they let you be. Its just that the jokes will wanna make you find a .45 and shoot yourself.
Oh and oh oh...while we're at silly, perverted jokes, here's another one which never got boring, through out the trip:
Stupid silly IQ in negative bitch colleague : Hey I'm feeling sleepy ya!
Smart highly pervert colleague : Wow...who's sleepy?
(Sleepy the elf? "Feeling" sleepy? As in groping? aaaaaaaaaa there u get it...MAN! I had enough of that though!)
The silver lining
--------------------------
As a colleague of mine said, "The problem with South Goa is that there aren't enough good places to eat, but the beaches are gorgeous".
True, true and very true.
As I walked down the road to Varca beach, I realized 'hey! what else is there in Goa maga?'
1. Food (whoa the variety in sea food...)
2. Beaches (different ppl, different attractions ;) )
3. Cheap booze (several ppl might scowl at me for putting this at number 3)
49. Water activities.
The beaches ARE gorgeous...I can still hear the roar, the rustle, the whisper, the sigh....mmmmmmmmmm :)
To summarize:
It takes patience to blend in with a gang of ppl u're trying to blend with :) If running low on patience, you can use the following:
1. A swimming pool (nothing like half naked guys in the water trying to outsmart each other...u just admit they're good, and have a nice time in the water :)
2. Alcohol! Nothing breeds camaraderie better than good high spirits! :D :D Enough on that topic eh? ;)
3. A colleague letting it slip that u manage to sing more decently than others...Somebody who knows how to sing gets respect. Phew that helped!
If you can think of other things to add to that list, yee mayl me...
The End. (Yawn)
P.S : I watched a memorable Manchester Derby in the world's worst cable tv setup ever. Adds to the variety of the trip ashte.
This time around though, the setting's different!
* Office colleagues (most of whom I don't know very well, and the others I've only had partial personal interactions for just 10 months)
* Friggin 30 of 'em !!!!
* South Goa!!!
Potential for disasters u think? U haven't heard the best part yet...I was travelling on the train as someone else! Yep that's right...I had to suffer MPD, atleast name-wise to get to paradise...If caught, the fine for impersonating somebody is...well thankfully I still don't know aye?
After travellin for close to 20 hours (one looooooooong train drive and another seemingly long bumpy bloody bad bus drive), we get to Colonel Jose Menino resort, Varca. Place looks like a dump. We look like a dump. Since another colleague n I decided to join the gang later than others, our room...isn't there! In a gang of 30, miscommunication is just way too easy I guess...
15 mins later : The fan's running on full speed...Two males, avg age 25, are lying sprawled on the bed.
No this post is gonna become too long if I do it this way. Change. Okay got it.
When you're in the company of ppl u barely know or "ppl u do the 'raised-hand-smile-nod' thingy with day in and day out but don't expect to spend a vacation with them" , u can do several things. You can struggle hard to blend in, fit in. There, u're competing with ppl who've been together for the past 5-8 years and read each other like an open socket. Or you can be the broody, silent guy who's taking it all in, waiting for an opening.
Both of these approaches become rather taxing when you're up against a set of ppl with a rather quirky sense of humour, with a dollop of sillyness and a generous serving of perversion. For instance, if I'd said, in front of few of the gang "...the broody, silent guy who's taking it all in, waiting for an opening.", several of them would've burst out howling, and while u were wondering whether u'd made the most inane of statements or whether ur pants were down all of a sudden, one of them would say:
"Opening? Wow whose opening are u waiting for? And u're taking it all in? I didn't know u're used to swallowing man!" (For those who didn't get either or both of those puns, leave personal comments please).
You see the point? If you wanna blend in, you've got to stoop to a level which you'd rather not visit. If you wanna be the silent brooding guy, they let you be. Its just that the jokes will wanna make you find a .45 and shoot yourself.
Oh and oh oh...while we're at silly, perverted jokes, here's another one which never got boring, through out the trip:
Stupid silly IQ in negative bitch colleague : Hey I'm feeling sleepy ya!
Smart highly pervert colleague : Wow...who's sleepy?
(Sleepy the elf? "Feeling" sleepy? As in groping? aaaaaaaaaa there u get it...MAN! I had enough of that though!)
The silver lining
--------------------------
As a colleague of mine said, "The problem with South Goa is that there aren't enough good places to eat, but the beaches are gorgeous".
True, true and very true.
As I walked down the road to Varca beach, I realized 'hey! what else is there in Goa maga?'
1. Food (whoa the variety in sea food...)
2. Beaches (different ppl, different attractions ;) )
3. Cheap booze (several ppl might scowl at me for putting this at number 3)
49. Water activities.
The beaches ARE gorgeous...I can still hear the roar, the rustle, the whisper, the sigh....mmmmmmmmmm :)
To summarize:
It takes patience to blend in with a gang of ppl u're trying to blend with :) If running low on patience, you can use the following:
1. A swimming pool (nothing like half naked guys in the water trying to outsmart each other...u just admit they're good, and have a nice time in the water :)
2. Alcohol! Nothing breeds camaraderie better than good high spirits! :D :D Enough on that topic eh? ;)
3. A colleague letting it slip that u manage to sing more decently than others...Somebody who knows how to sing gets respect. Phew that helped!
If you can think of other things to add to that list, yee mayl me...
The End. (Yawn)
P.S : I watched a memorable Manchester Derby in the world's worst cable tv setup ever. Adds to the variety of the trip ashte.
Saturday, September 05, 2009
Shaayad...
Ahed-e-masti hai
log kehte hain
Mai-parasti hain
log kehte hain
(I think the 4 lines together means, the worship of wine aka mai promises enjoyment...Its a complicated and unusual combination of urdu words, not usually found together)
Shaayad ek baar ujad ke naa base
Shaayad ek baar ujad ke naa base
Dil ki basti hain, log kehte hain....
(These lines are the killer ones)
log kehte hain
Mai-parasti hain
log kehte hain
(I think the 4 lines together means, the worship of wine aka mai promises enjoyment...Its a complicated and unusual combination of urdu words, not usually found together)
Shaayad ek baar ujad ke naa base
Shaayad ek baar ujad ke naa base
Dil ki basti hain, log kehte hain....
(These lines are the killer ones)
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