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Just For Kicks.


If you had any experience of motorcycling, then you would be familiar with this kind of situatio: Last night I was driving my way back home,I saw a girl in a scooty and she looked fawsome from behind. So the curiosity had built up,after risking myself  between the lorrys and buses and after overtaking her I peeked into the rear mirror with a great hope that she would be like Preeti Zinta in Pep Ad or Asin in the Fanta Ad. Howerver in reality the converse is always true, why should a girl like Zinta or Asin should drive a bike rather she would easily look for a boyfriend who owns a BMW.  You can't get mindfucked anymore.Read along.

It was the marriage reception of my friend's brother.I blasted him sincerely for not sending me the invitation.He said "Onaku elam invie thevaya macha ??". To whomsover it might concern I'm a Don in my street.As per the protocol I did need an Invitation. Anyways I heard that the bride was Gujarati, the vivacious pictures of Ayesh takia, Ameesha pattel and Namita flocked inside my head so I said "Sure buddy, Will make it definitely. "

Even God would have shown you mercy, not your friend if you had went without a gift. I had to think on my present,my gift not to be something like a show piece; it should talk for itself , also it should be someway useful to the couples I had an idea of presenting  a Kama sutra book or Dildos else  some DVD collections of  Sunny leone and Priya Rai .(if you hadn't known Sunny leone /Priya Rai, slap yourself and say don't act too much) . I had no qualms in presenting to them but it couldn't be more embarrassing when opening the gifts.

In Indian custom after the puberty function and marriage, the Gift opening ceremony is much celebrated in the family. First, People of all age groups sit in a circle and they open the gift one as if they. Imagine how would it be when the chottu of the family holding a dildo asking you "what is this toy,mama?"or your Grand ma holding the DVD of Priya Rai and asking for is that Sri Priya stothram??.

Honestly,I had no idea about what to gift till here.Har ek friend zarrori hotha hai ,friends are the greatest source of ideas,they can fetch you best ideas ever which Abishek Bachaan forgot in his idea campaigning.  Prefer the dumbest person in the group for ideas because he would run naked for you to prove his awesomeness.
Note: They are no match for my awesomeness!

Foodu was also one of the main reasons that made me to the function, if it were a normal Tamizh Naatu marriage the food had to be sambar sadham /thayir sadham.,arey yaar idhu ko North Indian shadi hona??(This is slang is popularly know as Tahinglish= Tamil+Hindi+English) So, Tamil Nattu+ Gujrathi= double feast : D. I wonder why all the Mandapams have Dinning hall in the Ground floor and function hall in the second floor.( If you have the answer please leave it in the comment). It had been  always deceiving that every time I walked straight into the dinning hall .Sometimes you could find some highly brilliant stranger thinking that they are guiding you ,talk to you craps.

Dumb Stranger  :     Thambi...this is dinning hall..ha ha ha
Me                       :     Did I say you this is bed room? (in my mind)

*30 minutes later*

 I entered into the dinning hall after all gift giving rituals.(this time I really came there to eat)
an another dumb ass :

Dumb stranger   :    The reception is upstairs.(smiles as if he had found sky is blue)
Me                       :     (irritated) What the fuck?? Do I look like a hot chick?(in my mind)

While travelling in a public bus people tend to fight for seats and in the class room they fight for the last bench but here  its funny to look because they stand even though there are lot of chairs.Observing them would be a best way to wail away the time.Anyone could find ladies with captivating jewelries and adulating each other.

Lady1    :    Hey ,when did you get this necklace??*eyebrows raised*
Lady 2   :    This is a new design I bought it from Malaysia costly, sixty five thousand ruppes
                    by the way your sarree is very b'full and suits you well.
Lady1    :     Awww Thank you so much!,this is Benaras pattu! 


And the ladies depart happily.Now, the same situation,but different people.

Lady1    :  Hey ,when did you buy this necklace??*eyebrows raised*
Lady2    :  This is a new design I bought it Malaysia costs sixty five thousand..(lot of smiles)
Lady1    :   ooo apadiya?? My grandma had the same necklace when she was sixteen.
Lady2    :   *smiles shattered* Sari sari I think this is antique collection.(manages the situation)

To your attention age of all these respectable ladies are graciously over fifty five.Clearly, if you don't re complement the women who praises you, then take it for granted that you were left in the worst situation.Its worse than getting caught by the grand ma while jacking off.

For some technical reasons I had to end this post here.

PS:  No special reasons for this post.(Sarcasm Intended)

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A Top atop of my Head


Starting to study a day before an exam is a deep rooted custom in the Education culture, Me not an exception having lost in the pages of the huge course material all these days and screwed all the toughest papers, I feel the stress has reduced to one-half. Now a pleasant feeling of  absolute emptiness has begun to occupy the vacuum inside my head . Learning  is a kind of  wild fascination so I never refrained to limit myself with the bounded topics of the syllabus which sometimes  left me in a pathetic state of pulling out my eye balls at the exam hall. The near study experience can be described as :


"When the super fast  reading races with the second hand of a clock, the feel of high caffeine mixed with three shots vodka which can fly butterflies in the stomach.Just that moment we observe the ticks of the clock in the blink of our eyes



Last minute reading can teach a million lessons on management skills which many B-schools preaches. First and foremost of all it teaches us time management, I've known many of my friends start just six hours before any exam and cover all the topics in the syllabus. It also trains the mind and soul with a passive urge to stay on the track without any deviation. Unknowingly we practice Zen meditation as Bodhi dharama, great patriarch of Zen Budhism refers in his gospel :

"One who understands his inner instincts, controls over his thoughts by synchronizing  mind,soul and body for an unified action.He is on the path of realizing the Budha in himself"

During the period we learn the topics which we feel of reading it (Understanding the Instincts); As we start reading with a great dedication we seldom forget everything  around us, even in the late night some force drives us to stay awake which is so called Exam fear. (Synchronization of Mind,soul and Body).We pace ourself to achieve the ultimate goal of preparing for the exam(Unified Action). With accordance to the Great Master Bodhi Dharma, we are on the trivial path of Realising Buddha .Its evident that the unknown force that makes us to stay awake is not the Phobia for exam, its the symptom when Mind, soul and body coordinates for an aid.

Not just a philosophy, its a powerful delusional tool that can take anyone out of the world and helps in understanding the reflections,pursuits and passion which the normal life fails to implicate. Adernaline which is the cause and source for this delusional enlightenment. Accompanied with the anomaly is its effect and  Last minute rush  is one such thing that awaken the emptiness in the head, the state of Budha. I feel a top  drilling atop of my head...which in the words of my mother tongue Tamil


"en uchi mandaiyala Grrrrrrrr"  *On the top of my head Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*.