Ohhk… So this is what happened today in our information society class. Kinda shows how jobless we guys are!
So basically Sreya was waiting for her turn to give her part of presentation and meanwhile Karmanya was meddling around with her phone. He began giving missed calls to everybody in the class, startled quite a few who kept giving Sreya glances, making her twitchy. One of the missed calls receivers was Ami, who had a slight tiff with Sreya recently, so was puzzled as to why she would keep giving her missed calls and that too, right in the middle of her presentation. Since, Sreya giving her missed calls was out of question, she started looking around to know who could possibly be doing it. She spotted Naimul sitting beside her and immediately drew conclusion that Naim was the one who had given her 5 back-to-back missed calls. She then sent Naimul a message to “stop it” only to receive 3more missed calls. She messaged back saying “you suck!” and got a reply from him asking her if her phone was free as he wanted to play games. So, Ami thought Naim didn’t have enough balance in his cell to call her and ask her for the mobile and that’s why was giving missed calls.
To answer the question as to why Naim didn’t find Ami’s message bizarre, here is the story. Naim exactly at the same time had messaged Swati, asking her to switch on her Bluetooth for transferring some pictures and thought Ami wanted that transfer to be stopped and when that didn’t happen she had said that he sucks.
So comes in picture, Swati, who also got missed calls from Sreya’s cell. Knowing for a reason that her room-mate perpetually has no balance in her cell, she assumed that I was using Sreya’s cell like always and it was me who was was giving her missed calls. So instantly she sent a message saying “Yeah Gayu! Tell, what happened?”
Well, this was all that Karmanya needed: someone to fall into the trap, so that he gets a bakra to fool around with. So he replies, pretending to be me, telling her that I wanted to talk to her urgently about something very serious. When asked what the issue was, Karmanya came up with a wonderful story (guess thinking for stories for TV-production is doing the magic, elsewhere though) of me having a crush on somebody in the class and I had this sudden urge to spill out the beans, come what may. Swati, not believing a word (but believing it was me) thought I was in one of my crazy moods and was pulling up a prank on her or (for the worse) trying hard to be funny. Still, showing concern asked who the person possibly could be. Karmanya tags Gautam in the game. Swati tells this all to Pavi, also adding that I have lost my senses again to pointless humour. Pavi, again, having full faith in my freakish eccentricity, suggests that I would not have meant a word I had written and it was all some sad-joke (which as usual nobody gets).
But this is not where it ends. Right after the class, Karmanya gives Sreya her cell back* and goes over to Swati and asks in a serious, secretive tone if she had got any message from me. When he gets a puzzled nod from Swati, he continues saying that I had messaged him also and told him too that I had a thing for Gautam and since he was such a good friend of his, I wanted him to tell this to Gautam as soon as he gets a perfect chance for it. As an afterthought, he asks Swati, if I was serious about him and whether he should actually go and tell him that. Swati, considering all of it as a sad attempt of humour from my side tells Karmanya that this is what she thinks is going on and not to tell any of this to Gautam. But still she remains befuddled about why I would say such things and even mention this to Karmanya, which makes Karmanya successful in his endeavor.
Well, later she did get to know with a little enquiry here and there that it was Karmanya only, who had been messaging her from Sreya’s cell. I get to know about all of this only later in the evening while having dinner with them. Till then I was blissfully in my own world, with no knowledge that my love-life was being decided and discussed with people believing that I was the one who was talking about it. Someone has correctly said, Ignorance is a bliss. It surely is. But here, I loved the outlandish yet hilarious confusion my jobless classmates were in and nobody realized any of it.
And yes, there is one more point that needs to be noted. Both my room-mates regard two things to be true: my love-life is totally vapid with no chance of sparkle and that I can come with the most absurd, inane, senseless, asinine talks just for kicks and wouldn’t mind making a ridicule of myself for the sake of it. Well, I have only one thing to say about this: they totally know me MAN!!!!!
*Well, here is another funny parable in these series. When Karmanya gave Sreya back her cell, she noticed that she had around 5missed calls from Arkapol who was frantically trying to contact her. It so happened that Arkapol who was supposed to leave Rourkee today in order to come to Manipal for diwali was in a problem. Problem was that the ticket Sreya had booked for him had an error: the gender of Arkapol was referred to as a female, which “HE” is not (HAHAHAHAH!! Found this to be hilarious). Apparently he had his share of struggle with the TT and the problem was resolved after Sreya, who initially cluessless about what to do, went and asked Ruhi’s room-mate for help and luckily her neighbor’s friend’s dad was in railway department and sorted things out. (Ruhi’s roommate’s neighbor’s friend’s dad called Arkapol from the Rashtrapati Bhawan!!!! Big contacts, I say. Now you know whom to contact, in case of troubles!!!!)
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Glee Glee Earth!
For the first time on my blog, I have
A GUEST BLOGGER (!) who wants to post an article he/she/it (that’s a confusion as of now) has written. About the blogger, well, (for convenience sake let us call him a “he”) he is an “alien” with a name that cannot be articulated in a pronounceable sound on earth (as he says it). Anyways, what is in a name? He has been on earth for the past 19years, researching on humans, in a camouflage of a girl. (oh! So should I be mentioning him as a girl?!?!?!? Anyways that’s beside the point) Well, as he says it, there are many fellow-beings from his land, doing research on various other things and he is specializing on humans. So here is a brief introduction of his research. He has promised to give some contributions to my blog whenever I get too busy to not utilize this space. Let’s keep the fingers crossed!!! So, over to him.
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Well, sorry for the inconvenience. It is to tell my fellow beings why I am giving out such confidential information here. I just explained them the bond I share with Gayatri ( no, no, she is not my girlfriend… We don’t have such concepts in our land. Psst: She is all over me all the time and would love to be my girlfriend and that is the reason why she likes mentioning me as a “he”. She is even willing to leave her land and come to our land with me, but that’s not how it works. Don’t worry, nothing like that is happening, not until my land starts accepting this concept. If that happens, I promise, Gayatri will surely be the girl of my tiffkjfh (well, you all call it “life”!)
About my research work, I don’t know how to start. You know, it is weird for me how you people write and type and speak for communication. In our land, the “system” is not as closed as yours. It is quite difficult to make you understand that there is no such thing as a thought-barrier that obstructs you from reading other’s thoughts. I will later on, in my notes, write about this topic in detail. As of now, let me start off my research’s written presentation in brief points. Here is where I begin.
Humans are basically a specific kind of species found on earth who are, in simple terms, of a shape of a sphere connected to a small cylinder which is linked to a flat cuboidal structure (with curved corners) having two cylindrical slightly obelisk extensions on sides and bottom. In case of women (oh! They are classified into two on gender basis: men and women), there are two semi-spheres attached to the upper part of the cuboidal structure (which are absent in the intial stages) whereas in men there is another cylindrical extension near the end of the cuboidal structure. On the whole, a human body resembles the picture I have put across. To name all of them, the sphere is known as the head, the cylinder is the neck, the cuboid is the torso, extensions on the sides are the hands and in the bottom are the legs. There are two more semi-spheres in the back of the body connecting the torso and the legs known as buttocks, colloquially called as bums. This text may seem vulgar to many humans if I name the semi-spheres and the cylinder, so I would like to ‘not’ mention it. &^$7.8”9 and ^^*923@ they are called. This whole structure is covered from head to toe with “skin” and they come in three colours: black, pale white, and pale peach. There are different shades and hints these colours are available in. Also, there are fibrous things found on top of the head, known as hair. Humans like experimenting with the length of their hair so there is no specific length I can mention here. These gristly-looking things are found all over the body in shorter lengths which women tend to remove by various means. So basically, one major differentiation factor can be the length of hair on top (men prefer keeping it short, though trends are changing) and on body. Hair is also available in various shades and colour and also different textures. On basis of texture they can be broadly classified as straight, curly and wavy(a mixture of the previous two).
“What is interesting in a human body is that it isnot made only of this. There are many more organs inside this structure which are hidden. As you will know with further reading that a human system is in many layers and that many things are veiled from direct contact. It goes to such an extent that I believe it might be somebody from our land who would have quoted that looks can be deceiving. So trust me, when you are around humans, there is a lot more going on than you see. Just mentioned it to put you on your guards.
Humans are not eternal and have a mortal span of existence which they call as life. Every life begins with a small body which eventually “grows” into a bigger manifestation of the initial form. But this growth is limited only for a certain period of time, i.e until the age of 18-19years or so. The system was so designed that they grow up to the aforementioned age and then they create another human which starts growing in the very way, so that the process of growth is kept on continuation. But human species have altered the mechanism to growing to that particular age, then having a stagnation period in growth where they focus on other pressing matters (which will be discussed later in my research work) of human life, most often their ‘careers’ for a period varying from 5years to even 13-14years and then carry on to creating other humans for “growth continuation” as I call it. So basically, they opt for their ‘career’ and leave aside their job of life-carrier’ for a certain period. (get the connection? Career-carrier?) This process (not the choosing process but the process of growth-continuation) ensures that the mortal life-span of humans does not hinder their existence on earth. This life-ensuring process is called reproduction and is very complicated in nature to say the least.
The humans in their course of life do various things which may seem strange to us. I would like to point out a few of them now. First of all, their mortality is not their only limitation. They have such limitations on regular basis. To simplify, they have to “sleep” everyday for at least 3-4hours to keep their system working. The mechanism of sleep is something, even the humans aren’t fully sure of. What they do in this method is that they lie down on a flat surface or take the maximum surface area they can get and close their eyes and do “nothing” other than the essential mechanisms needed for living. And in that state, they are semi-conscious and have no clue of what is happening around them. Also, while sleeping, another activity called dreaming is carried out simultaneously. Dreaming is a phenomenon which I relate to sight. In dreaming, one virtually sees different things in his/her mind. It is so wonderful an experience that humans use the term “dreaming” to describe somebody fantasizing something. I personally feel it is one of the most wonderful things a human does which is missing in our land. I spend most of my time enjoying this particular activity.
Oh! Why did I mention this activity in the beginning? Now I feel like doing it NOW. Well, sorry for the abrupt stop. I will surely continue with my notes in the next post here, for there are many more things worth mentioning.
For now, I loved spending time with this blog. I thank Gayatri for everything she has done for me till now. (Only platonically, people! There is nothing between me and Gayatri. We are just friends. Oh about this line too, I would surely like to write about). Chalo then, byyee people.
A GUEST BLOGGER (!) who wants to post an article he/she/it (that’s a confusion as of now) has written. About the blogger, well, (for convenience sake let us call him a “he”) he is an “alien” with a name that cannot be articulated in a pronounceable sound on earth (as he says it). Anyways, what is in a name? He has been on earth for the past 19years, researching on humans, in a camouflage of a girl. (oh! So should I be mentioning him as a girl?!?!?!? Anyways that’s beside the point) Well, as he says it, there are many fellow-beings from his land, doing research on various other things and he is specializing on humans. So here is a brief introduction of his research. He has promised to give some contributions to my blog whenever I get too busy to not utilize this space. Let’s keep the fingers crossed!!! So, over to him.
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Well, sorry for the inconvenience. It is to tell my fellow beings why I am giving out such confidential information here. I just explained them the bond I share with Gayatri ( no, no, she is not my girlfriend… We don’t have such concepts in our land. Psst: She is all over me all the time and would love to be my girlfriend and that is the reason why she likes mentioning me as a “he”. She is even willing to leave her land and come to our land with me, but that’s not how it works. Don’t worry, nothing like that is happening, not until my land starts accepting this concept. If that happens, I promise, Gayatri will surely be the girl of my tiffkjfh (well, you all call it “life”!)
About my research work, I don’t know how to start. You know, it is weird for me how you people write and type and speak for communication. In our land, the “system” is not as closed as yours. It is quite difficult to make you understand that there is no such thing as a thought-barrier that obstructs you from reading other’s thoughts. I will later on, in my notes, write about this topic in detail. As of now, let me start off my research’s written presentation in brief points. Here is where I begin.
Humans are basically a specific kind of species found on earth who are, in simple terms, of a shape of a sphere connected to a small cylinder which is linked to a flat cuboidal structure (with curved corners) having two cylindrical slightly obelisk extensions on sides and bottom. In case of women (oh! They are classified into two on gender basis: men and women), there are two semi-spheres attached to the upper part of the cuboidal structure (which are absent in the intial stages) whereas in men there is another cylindrical extension near the end of the cuboidal structure. On the whole, a human body resembles the picture I have put across. To name all of them, the sphere is known as the head, the cylinder is the neck, the cuboid is the torso, extensions on the sides are the hands and in the bottom are the legs. There are two more semi-spheres in the back of the body connecting the torso and the legs known as buttocks, colloquially called as bums. This text may seem vulgar to many humans if I name the semi-spheres and the cylinder, so I would like to ‘not’ mention it. &^$7.8”9 and ^^*923@ they are called. This whole structure is covered from head to toe with “skin” and they come in three colours: black, pale white, and pale peach. There are different shades and hints these colours are available in. Also, there are fibrous things found on top of the head, known as hair. Humans like experimenting with the length of their hair so there is no specific length I can mention here. These gristly-looking things are found all over the body in shorter lengths which women tend to remove by various means. So basically, one major differentiation factor can be the length of hair on top (men prefer keeping it short, though trends are changing) and on body. Hair is also available in various shades and colour and also different textures. On basis of texture they can be broadly classified as straight, curly and wavy(a mixture of the previous two).
“What is interesting in a human body is that it isnot made only of this. There are many more organs inside this structure which are hidden. As you will know with further reading that a human system is in many layers and that many things are veiled from direct contact. It goes to such an extent that I believe it might be somebody from our land who would have quoted that looks can be deceiving. So trust me, when you are around humans, there is a lot more going on than you see. Just mentioned it to put you on your guards.
Humans are not eternal and have a mortal span of existence which they call as life. Every life begins with a small body which eventually “grows” into a bigger manifestation of the initial form. But this growth is limited only for a certain period of time, i.e until the age of 18-19years or so. The system was so designed that they grow up to the aforementioned age and then they create another human which starts growing in the very way, so that the process of growth is kept on continuation. But human species have altered the mechanism to growing to that particular age, then having a stagnation period in growth where they focus on other pressing matters (which will be discussed later in my research work) of human life, most often their ‘careers’ for a period varying from 5years to even 13-14years and then carry on to creating other humans for “growth continuation” as I call it. So basically, they opt for their ‘career’ and leave aside their job of life-carrier’ for a certain period. (get the connection? Career-carrier?) This process (not the choosing process but the process of growth-continuation) ensures that the mortal life-span of humans does not hinder their existence on earth. This life-ensuring process is called reproduction and is very complicated in nature to say the least.
The humans in their course of life do various things which may seem strange to us. I would like to point out a few of them now. First of all, their mortality is not their only limitation. They have such limitations on regular basis. To simplify, they have to “sleep” everyday for at least 3-4hours to keep their system working. The mechanism of sleep is something, even the humans aren’t fully sure of. What they do in this method is that they lie down on a flat surface or take the maximum surface area they can get and close their eyes and do “nothing” other than the essential mechanisms needed for living. And in that state, they are semi-conscious and have no clue of what is happening around them. Also, while sleeping, another activity called dreaming is carried out simultaneously. Dreaming is a phenomenon which I relate to sight. In dreaming, one virtually sees different things in his/her mind. It is so wonderful an experience that humans use the term “dreaming” to describe somebody fantasizing something. I personally feel it is one of the most wonderful things a human does which is missing in our land. I spend most of my time enjoying this particular activity.
Oh! Why did I mention this activity in the beginning? Now I feel like doing it NOW. Well, sorry for the abrupt stop. I will surely continue with my notes in the next post here, for there are many more things worth mentioning.
For now, I loved spending time with this blog. I thank Gayatri for everything she has done for me till now. (Only platonically, people! There is nothing between me and Gayatri. We are just friends. Oh about this line too, I would surely like to write about). Chalo then, byyee people.
Lameness!!!! But I loveeeeee it!
Hey people, people, pee-pal, pal, pal, al, al, l…..
That was the echo effect because I feel this blog has been pushed to a secluded area for a long time (the echo effect is a result of clashing into old posts). Sorry for that. Lameness, I know. But what to do? So typical of me. Cant part with myself, can I?
Soooo… Well first of all, I had a very happy weekend with my family who had come down to Manipal. Loved every moment I spent with Adarsh and Nikhil whom I declare as the most adorable kids of the world (and yes, extremely good-looking these young chaps are!)
Again family-time. I love talking about my family, in case new people are visiting my blog. I have realized that my family LOVES talking lame. You might think that we have a huge stock of lame topics to discuss about (which we keep updating every now and then), but NO! It just comes to us naturally. Unlimited inner-resource, I say. And yes, that is enough to keep us entertained all day long. A silliest joke can be stretched throughout the day and be laughed at for hours without break. YES! My family is a wonder. TRUE WONDER!
A “jump-cut” to next topic (I am learning TV production, so that’s the reason for the jargon). Well here is a confession. The reason I used to blog a lot was because I always wanted a space where I could express myself and hoped my love-interest would read it with interest and would know me inside-out because of it. I always wanted that special someone to read each of my blog post and remember every single detail. BUT now that I have a person that fits into my frame of crush specifications, I got to know that he isn’t very much into blog-reading. In fact I even doubt that he has ever opened my blog. So I find all my efforts in maintaining the blog wasted and I spend as much time and energy in repeating the same thing all-over again for him to know (which again, I think he hardly pays any attention to: which is quite disappointing. *SIGH*)
Well, again stopping abruptly here I am taking a leap again into another topic. Gosh, I should blog more often. Writing is becoming such an effort these days. Anyways, this is not where I am leaping into. I have more stock of news.
So, what else??? Ok… Now I should began my stock of lame jokes I basically wanted to share. (Embarrassment came when I thought of beginning the post with it. SO basically added pointless things before).
• Ohhkkk.. Hmm… A girl who is ‘pretty’ can also be ‘pretty’ smart. But a girl who is ‘smart’ cannot be ‘smart’ pretty. So now you know, why looks matter! :D:D:D:D:D
• Have you realized that if you do too much of hindi “pee” (drink), you invariably end up doing a lot of English “pee”!!!! (genius, am I not?)
• When you baby-talk(!), good girl is “google” and good boy is “goodbye”. Does that mean that boys who baby talk “google” for good girls and girls, who do the same, say goodbye to “good boys”? Needs some serious decoding here. (pretty confusing na? Wasn’t able to frame this thought in a better way!)
• Yes, swine flu was a major concern sometime back. I pity those, who had their wedding scheduled sometime during the peak of the disease spread. Imagine, the groom and the bride dressed all so nicely also wearing a hideous N-95 swine flu mask on their wedding. And to add to that all the guests too wearing them. Sad, it would have been…. They would never want to see or show their wedding album to anybody. Fancy dress competition it would have looked like.
• Hmm… So I was recently travelling in a chair-train where it was mentioned near every seat, the type of seat it was. That is W (window), M (middle) and A (aisle). Basically WMA. As usual, I had to come up with something really lame so I sat thinking and thought that this could be also interpreted as W (Women), M (men) and A (animal). Imagine a train in which, in every row, a woman is sitting beside a man, who is sitting next to an animal. And different animal on every seat. On some extremely large animals like an elephant or rhinocerous and on some small (kutti) animals maybe like a bug or a lizard. Comical, I pictured it to be. SO! Basically this joke isn’t bad or sad. If you have a good imagination you will find it funny. It depends on you. I know, I know, Nishaan would have made such a nice joke out of this idea. I am not him, am I?
• Ok. This joke may seem a little indecent. But fine. I hardly talk like this. If good jokes come out of such things, I cant help stop myself. (Btw, why I am justifying??????? YUCK!) So basically, once both my room-mates had loose-motions or diarrhea together. When one of them informed the other, she said OMG! Me too. Same pinch. And they went to give a high-five to each other. BUT! Since they were both sick, they were both feeling low, instead of giving a ‘high’-five, shouldn’t they have given a ‘low’-five. Pretty logical, right? Anyways, one of them went on saying that she wants to have dinner at PP (parota point) as she felt like PP that day. AHEM!!!! PP or poopy????? HEHEHEHEHEH.. Yuck, I know. WHATEVER!!!!
• Parents are so innovative when it comes to ways of torturing their children. First of all they have the liberty to name their children whatever they feel like. Some parents go out of their way to give their kids some of the most embarrassing jumble of syllables. I seriously doubt that they really were having a jolly “high” time when they named their kids. Other than this, some parents have more ways of amusing themselves. Like one of my friend’s friend’s mom wanted a girl and not a boy which was born. So, for her amusement, the boy had long hair till his 3rd grade or something and was considered a sardar. And the mother enjoyed combing his hair all the while. Crazy, right. Well, if that’s the case, I don’t want to be alien to such fun. In fact, I want to go beyond them and be a master of it. I am thinking of naming my children mummy and daddy. Such a happy family it will be. Mummy will call mummy mummy and mummy will also call mummy mummy. Same with daddy too. For further innovative ideas of naming your kids, please contact my awesome brother-in-law, Mr. Kushagra Saxena. Well, yesterday I was chatting with my room-mate and she gave me this whole idea of giving drugs to a small baby... Imagine a little baby getting high and doing weird things. He doesn’t have any idea about the “bad” things of the world, so basically it would be a sort of experiment to know the effects of it. NICE, it will be, I feel.
• Well, there is a new movie called “wake up sid” everybody is really looking forward to. So my roomie yesterday said,”Hey! Let’s all go to wake up sid tomorrow!” Well immediately a number of replies sprang in my head. Here I am listing them:
o Reply 1: Hmm… But first let us ask him to sleep now.
o Reply 2: Umm… Shouldn’t we rather buy him an alarm clock?
o Reply 3: I would rather not. He doesn’t like people waking him up.
o Reply 4: Do so many people need to go, just to wake him up? What is he, kumbhakarna?
o (AND THE BEST ONE) Reply 5: Oh! Lets not take all the trouble. He will be up surely. You see, there will be a lot of people who will go for (read: to) wake up sid!
I know it isn’t even lame anymore. It is becoming yucky now. Hmm… BTW, I feel so nice blogging after such a long time. Smiles, smiles.
P.S. Btw have I ever mentioned that I dont like calling 'love' as lowwwwe, laauuu, lauwweee.... EWWW....
That was the echo effect because I feel this blog has been pushed to a secluded area for a long time (the echo effect is a result of clashing into old posts). Sorry for that. Lameness, I know. But what to do? So typical of me. Cant part with myself, can I?
Soooo… Well first of all, I had a very happy weekend with my family who had come down to Manipal. Loved every moment I spent with Adarsh and Nikhil whom I declare as the most adorable kids of the world (and yes, extremely good-looking these young chaps are!)
Again family-time. I love talking about my family, in case new people are visiting my blog. I have realized that my family LOVES talking lame. You might think that we have a huge stock of lame topics to discuss about (which we keep updating every now and then), but NO! It just comes to us naturally. Unlimited inner-resource, I say. And yes, that is enough to keep us entertained all day long. A silliest joke can be stretched throughout the day and be laughed at for hours without break. YES! My family is a wonder. TRUE WONDER!
A “jump-cut” to next topic (I am learning TV production, so that’s the reason for the jargon). Well here is a confession. The reason I used to blog a lot was because I always wanted a space where I could express myself and hoped my love-interest would read it with interest and would know me inside-out because of it. I always wanted that special someone to read each of my blog post and remember every single detail. BUT now that I have a person that fits into my frame of crush specifications, I got to know that he isn’t very much into blog-reading. In fact I even doubt that he has ever opened my blog. So I find all my efforts in maintaining the blog wasted and I spend as much time and energy in repeating the same thing all-over again for him to know (which again, I think he hardly pays any attention to: which is quite disappointing. *SIGH*)
Well, again stopping abruptly here I am taking a leap again into another topic. Gosh, I should blog more often. Writing is becoming such an effort these days. Anyways, this is not where I am leaping into. I have more stock of news.
So, what else??? Ok… Now I should began my stock of lame jokes I basically wanted to share. (Embarrassment came when I thought of beginning the post with it. SO basically added pointless things before).
• Ohhkkk.. Hmm… A girl who is ‘pretty’ can also be ‘pretty’ smart. But a girl who is ‘smart’ cannot be ‘smart’ pretty. So now you know, why looks matter! :D:D:D:D:D
• Have you realized that if you do too much of hindi “pee” (drink), you invariably end up doing a lot of English “pee”!!!! (genius, am I not?)
• When you baby-talk(!), good girl is “google” and good boy is “goodbye”. Does that mean that boys who baby talk “google” for good girls and girls, who do the same, say goodbye to “good boys”? Needs some serious decoding here. (pretty confusing na? Wasn’t able to frame this thought in a better way!)
• Yes, swine flu was a major concern sometime back. I pity those, who had their wedding scheduled sometime during the peak of the disease spread. Imagine, the groom and the bride dressed all so nicely also wearing a hideous N-95 swine flu mask on their wedding. And to add to that all the guests too wearing them. Sad, it would have been…. They would never want to see or show their wedding album to anybody. Fancy dress competition it would have looked like.
• Hmm… So I was recently travelling in a chair-train where it was mentioned near every seat, the type of seat it was. That is W (window), M (middle) and A (aisle). Basically WMA. As usual, I had to come up with something really lame so I sat thinking and thought that this could be also interpreted as W (Women), M (men) and A (animal). Imagine a train in which, in every row, a woman is sitting beside a man, who is sitting next to an animal. And different animal on every seat. On some extremely large animals like an elephant or rhinocerous and on some small (kutti) animals maybe like a bug or a lizard. Comical, I pictured it to be. SO! Basically this joke isn’t bad or sad. If you have a good imagination you will find it funny. It depends on you. I know, I know, Nishaan would have made such a nice joke out of this idea. I am not him, am I?
• Ok. This joke may seem a little indecent. But fine. I hardly talk like this. If good jokes come out of such things, I cant help stop myself. (Btw, why I am justifying??????? YUCK!) So basically, once both my room-mates had loose-motions or diarrhea together. When one of them informed the other, she said OMG! Me too. Same pinch. And they went to give a high-five to each other. BUT! Since they were both sick, they were both feeling low, instead of giving a ‘high’-five, shouldn’t they have given a ‘low’-five. Pretty logical, right? Anyways, one of them went on saying that she wants to have dinner at PP (parota point) as she felt like PP that day. AHEM!!!! PP or poopy????? HEHEHEHEHEH.. Yuck, I know. WHATEVER!!!!
• Parents are so innovative when it comes to ways of torturing their children. First of all they have the liberty to name their children whatever they feel like. Some parents go out of their way to give their kids some of the most embarrassing jumble of syllables. I seriously doubt that they really were having a jolly “high” time when they named their kids. Other than this, some parents have more ways of amusing themselves. Like one of my friend’s friend’s mom wanted a girl and not a boy which was born. So, for her amusement, the boy had long hair till his 3rd grade or something and was considered a sardar. And the mother enjoyed combing his hair all the while. Crazy, right. Well, if that’s the case, I don’t want to be alien to such fun. In fact, I want to go beyond them and be a master of it. I am thinking of naming my children mummy and daddy. Such a happy family it will be. Mummy will call mummy mummy and mummy will also call mummy mummy. Same with daddy too. For further innovative ideas of naming your kids, please contact my awesome brother-in-law, Mr. Kushagra Saxena. Well, yesterday I was chatting with my room-mate and she gave me this whole idea of giving drugs to a small baby... Imagine a little baby getting high and doing weird things. He doesn’t have any idea about the “bad” things of the world, so basically it would be a sort of experiment to know the effects of it. NICE, it will be, I feel.
• Well, there is a new movie called “wake up sid” everybody is really looking forward to. So my roomie yesterday said,”Hey! Let’s all go to wake up sid tomorrow!” Well immediately a number of replies sprang in my head. Here I am listing them:
o Reply 1: Hmm… But first let us ask him to sleep now.
o Reply 2: Umm… Shouldn’t we rather buy him an alarm clock?
o Reply 3: I would rather not. He doesn’t like people waking him up.
o Reply 4: Do so many people need to go, just to wake him up? What is he, kumbhakarna?
o (AND THE BEST ONE) Reply 5: Oh! Lets not take all the trouble. He will be up surely. You see, there will be a lot of people who will go for (read: to) wake up sid!
I know it isn’t even lame anymore. It is becoming yucky now. Hmm… BTW, I feel so nice blogging after such a long time. Smiles, smiles.
P.S. Btw have I ever mentioned that I dont like calling 'love' as lowwwwe, laauuu, lauwweee.... EWWW....
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