Long time no see huh??
Yeah I was buzy!!
No pervs I wasn't getting laid, I had been to Manglore. I'll soon put up the snaps if you're interested but its just full of FOOD, FOOD and more FOOD, because that's all we did there. Eat!!
Anways this post is not about Food or Manglore, but something different!
Now I do Orkuting and Facebooking a lot. And I know if you're reading this, even you do that!!
And you must have noticed the different types of Testimonials that people send to each other on Orkut.
On one hand you have,
Guys who hardly write testimonials . Some do write, but only to their close buddies .And even if they do, they find it extremely tough to bring out words, describing their ‘chaddi dosts’. Its just not in our DNA I guess. Or may be the stuffs that guys know about each other are too 'taboo' to be on their Orkut profile where they are either too cool, smart and a Casanova or a nerdy, decent guy. No guy can be a stupid blonde you know!
And with great difficulty when we do come up with something nice and sweet its mostly wrapped up in less than 2 or 3 lines. So we resort to those 'ready made testimonials' of "UROCK" and those guy holding a guitar images made of letters though the guy has never played a guitar in his life or the ones with a bike doing wheeling but sadly the guy in question doesn't even own a damn bike. But thats guys for you. Poor creatures we are.
On the other hand are the girls.
I have never seen a girl's profile on Orkut without a testimonial.
They get one almost every other week and sometimes multiple testimonials from a single 'friend', without making it look odd!!
They get tons of testimonials from 'guy friends' and with that those long emotional testimonials from the 'CLOSEST' or the 'BESTEST' friends of theirs.
These testimonials are not much help in knowing the person better because almost all the girls happen to be very sweet, chweet, chweetheart and yeah! Honey and baby etc .They 'luv' each other a lot. And they always get "mmmuahhh"!!
No guy would ever do that now, would he? You 'Muah' your close friend, and he would probably think you're drunk or worse turned gay!
These testimonials are seriously gender biased . No girl ever sends me a testimonial containing lines like "You are a sweetheart", "love u honey" "mmuahh baby" "you're naughty and playful". And neither do Guys and even if any guy indeed sends it, I would be obviously reject it!! Duh!
Sigh!!
Its worse for guys like me, who according to all girls 'is very shy' in real world and all they know is I happen to talk like hell on "GTalk" or "yahoo" and so they hardly write any testimonials to me, and when they do, they accompany with it some sort of " statutory warning" about me being active or talkative only virtually, which only reaffirms the doubts of other girls and thus ruining my "many chances"(could be anything )
So guys write some sane testimonials making me look as the greatest earthling ever and girls, I know you 'luv' me because I am an extremely chweet and a chweetheart so don't be shy go ahead and ‘muah’ me loads !!! Luv u baby!!! :)
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
the tree,early man and her!
I was dressed in a green shirt and a brown pant.
Yeah I was indeed 'a tree' that night.
He was dressed in a fake deer skin, unruly hairs all over the body and fake facial hairs.
Yeah he was indeed 'an early man' that night.
I was handed a few twigs and leaves in my hand and I started rehearsing to be the Tree. Mind you, I was not an ordinary tree. I was a holy tree and half dozen early mans had to worship me!! Being a avid Movie fan, I knew no role was small, I have to play a character, which was not an ordinary character, it was a holy Tree, from ruffling and shaking the twig and leaves lightly, I did everything in the book to make it look realistic.(stop giggling now, Its very tough being a TREE).
So where was I? Yeah rehearsing. Though I thought mine was a VERY IMPORTANT ROLE, the Early man’s role was not a small one either. He had to howl and walk in circles around me 3 times, howl even more and rise their arms in air and yeah you guessed it, HOWL again!!
And I seriously thought that needed a lot of rehearsal back stage.
It was the school annual day which apparently was done at night!!
And I was indeed 'a tree' that night!
And he was indeed 'an Early man' that night!
And he instead of practicing his difficult howling, was restless and kept on nudging me with his "baaro 1 nimsha"( Come with me for a minute)
As the beats and the classical music resounded in the auditorium(Kalamandira), he pulled me to the side of the stage, a place dark and hidden from the excited parents, crying little siblings and hooting old students of our school!!
With us were the anxious teachers who encouraged the performers on stage if they were to make a mistake. And we were there not to help anyone of course!!
I gulped at the sight of the audience though I couldn’t see much as it was dark there too,but was sure there were hundreds and I reminded myself not to mess up. I had to be the perfect tree!!! Stand still ruffle and shake the leaves a bit and continue to stand still especially the lower half of my body!!
But the 'early man' was least bothered I guess it came to him naturally, being the Early man!!!
Anyways you may be wondering what we were doing on the side stage instead of rehearsing back stage!
Well I was the side kick who was to give MORAL SUPPORT to the HERO who was cheking out the HEROINE!!
Now like in movies I was not a really DUMB SIDEKICK!!
But then no movie can ever have a hero in early man costume either!
Ok now heroine was dancing away to glory beautifully matching steps with her partner in Bharatanatyam !!And she was making weird gestures with her fingers and eyes( Yeah very poor knowledge of Bharatanatyam) but she was smiling all the way! And the early man stared on with his mouth open, eyes bulging out of their sockets admiring her and the sidekick tree was ruffling and shaking lightly IN ANXIETY!!!!
All I was praying for was the dumb Early man won't go on stage and HOWL and run in circles around her instead of me!!!Yeah she was already giving a sense inferiority!!!
Tree, be a perfect Tree!!
But it indeed was a good performance, girls have this great ability to make anything they do much ,much more better than it already is with a smile and it as quite obvious with loud applause she got for the Bharatanatyam, the dance with weird eye ball movements and hand gestures(sometimes very offensive actually :P)!!
Finally she walked off the stage and walked past us, the hero and the sidekick on the side stage, nobody acknowledges a tree but she couldn't recognize the early man either, I doubt if he himself could if he stared at the nearest mirror!!
And like a hungry dog which follows you everywhere if you tempt it with yummy food, he followed her. And me, the tree slapping my head, followed the Early man,defying the laws of nature!!
If only even she could have stood on the side stage and watched me doing the perfect tree ,so perfect a pigeon made a cozy nest on my head( that’s not true) and the early man whose howls were so realistic it scared away the pigeon( ummm, may be true ;) ).
But am sure, if she is reading this she sure is making all the eye ball movements and hand gestures(offensive??)!!!
And the early man, would certainly be HOWLING!!!
Who was the early man, who was she, who am I? Crap you know me!!Yes, I'm the tree!!
Those who loved me as a Tree, please Comment :)
Those who loved the early man, please HOWL!! :D
Those who loved her , let me know your name and from which side of the stage were you looking ;)
P.S: I no longer accept roles as a TREE!!! I do only guest appearance!! :D
Yeah I was indeed 'a tree' that night.
He was dressed in a fake deer skin, unruly hairs all over the body and fake facial hairs.
Yeah he was indeed 'an early man' that night.
I was handed a few twigs and leaves in my hand and I started rehearsing to be the Tree. Mind you, I was not an ordinary tree. I was a holy tree and half dozen early mans had to worship me!! Being a avid Movie fan, I knew no role was small, I have to play a character, which was not an ordinary character, it was a holy Tree, from ruffling and shaking the twig and leaves lightly, I did everything in the book to make it look realistic.(stop giggling now, Its very tough being a TREE).
So where was I? Yeah rehearsing. Though I thought mine was a VERY IMPORTANT ROLE, the Early man’s role was not a small one either. He had to howl and walk in circles around me 3 times, howl even more and rise their arms in air and yeah you guessed it, HOWL again!!
And I seriously thought that needed a lot of rehearsal back stage.
It was the school annual day which apparently was done at night!!
And I was indeed 'a tree' that night!
And he was indeed 'an Early man' that night!
And he instead of practicing his difficult howling, was restless and kept on nudging me with his "baaro 1 nimsha"( Come with me for a minute)
As the beats and the classical music resounded in the auditorium(Kalamandira), he pulled me to the side of the stage, a place dark and hidden from the excited parents, crying little siblings and hooting old students of our school!!
With us were the anxious teachers who encouraged the performers on stage if they were to make a mistake. And we were there not to help anyone of course!!
I gulped at the sight of the audience though I couldn’t see much as it was dark there too,but was sure there were hundreds and I reminded myself not to mess up. I had to be the perfect tree!!! Stand still ruffle and shake the leaves a bit and continue to stand still especially the lower half of my body!!
But the 'early man' was least bothered I guess it came to him naturally, being the Early man!!!
Anyways you may be wondering what we were doing on the side stage instead of rehearsing back stage!
Well I was the side kick who was to give MORAL SUPPORT to the HERO who was cheking out the HEROINE!!
Now like in movies I was not a really DUMB SIDEKICK!!
But then no movie can ever have a hero in early man costume either!
Ok now heroine was dancing away to glory beautifully matching steps with her partner in Bharatanatyam !!And she was making weird gestures with her fingers and eyes( Yeah very poor knowledge of Bharatanatyam) but she was smiling all the way! And the early man stared on with his mouth open, eyes bulging out of their sockets admiring her and the sidekick tree was ruffling and shaking lightly IN ANXIETY!!!!
All I was praying for was the dumb Early man won't go on stage and HOWL and run in circles around her instead of me!!!Yeah she was already giving a sense inferiority!!!
Tree, be a perfect Tree!!
But it indeed was a good performance, girls have this great ability to make anything they do much ,much more better than it already is with a smile and it as quite obvious with loud applause she got for the Bharatanatyam, the dance with weird eye ball movements and hand gestures(sometimes very offensive actually :P)!!
Finally she walked off the stage and walked past us, the hero and the sidekick on the side stage, nobody acknowledges a tree but she couldn't recognize the early man either, I doubt if he himself could if he stared at the nearest mirror!!
And like a hungry dog which follows you everywhere if you tempt it with yummy food, he followed her. And me, the tree slapping my head, followed the Early man,defying the laws of nature!!
If only even she could have stood on the side stage and watched me doing the perfect tree ,so perfect a pigeon made a cozy nest on my head( that’s not true) and the early man whose howls were so realistic it scared away the pigeon( ummm, may be true ;) ).
But am sure, if she is reading this she sure is making all the eye ball movements and hand gestures(offensive??)!!!
And the early man, would certainly be HOWLING!!!
Who was the early man, who was she, who am I? Crap you know me!!Yes, I'm the tree!!
Those who loved me as a Tree, please Comment :)
Those who loved the early man, please HOWL!! :D
Those who loved her , let me know your name and from which side of the stage were you looking ;)
P.S: I no longer accept roles as a TREE!!! I do only guest appearance!! :D
Eye love U
Sabi's
Favourite Bond Movie: For your Eyes only.
Least Favourite Movie: Black,Andha Kanoon.
Favourite Hindi Dialog: ...acha?? Ek bar mere Aankhon mein Ankhein dal ke dekho aur kaho ki tum mujhse pyar nahin karte...
Favourite English Dialog : Look into my eyes, Baby!!
Favourite hindi song :Aankhon mein teri ajab si..
Favourite english song: Angel eyes..
Favourite Kannada song: Koltalalappo Koltalalappo Kanninale Kanninale kolatalalappo..
Favourite One liner :There's more to it then what meets the EYE!!
Favourite letter in english language: 'I' (Duh!!)
Favouite fashion accesory :Fast track 'eye' gear.
Favourite Drink : 'Ice' tea
Favourite Icecream: 'Ice'cream
Most used word while talking: 'Eye'yooo
Favourite insect: the house fly because it has thousands of 'eyes'
Written on the door of his room: Eye'm IN!!
Conversation between Sabi and her
Sabi: I love U!!
her: But, U love 'I'!!:P
Recent song he loves to sing for her: Kabh'i' Kabh'i' Ad'i't'i'( not just because of the i's) and ofcourse Nazrein milana, Nazrein churana :D
When did we come to know he was in love?
When he kept mumbling even in his sleep, "Eye love her, Eye love her..."
and what he said after reading this?
"Eye kill u!!!!!!!!!!!" :D
Double trouble
Moran's
Favourite drink: 'Duet' Coke ;) and tea with 2 teaspoon sugar!
Favorite Comic: Archies!!(takes it 'two' seriously)
Favorite TV show: Desperate Housewives season 2
Wants to have: twins.
Favorite line: Main ek, mere do!!
Favorite Qoute: Ek maar do tukda!
Favorite Bond Movie: You only live twice
Favourite movie : 21( yeah! two-one=21 ),Double Indemnity,Pati,Patni aur wo!
Gets cought by Traffic police: For trible riding
Favorite movie dialog: Mein tumhara judwa bhai hoon.
Felt really sad:When the Twin towers fell.
Favorite hindi song: DO dil mil rahe hein magar..
Written on the door of his room : Two-let!
Favorite pet: rare and exotic animals like a 2 headed dog,snake etc
Wants to write a book: titled 2 mistakes of my life!!
Favorite Liesure activity: Playing two player games alone!
Likes to do Salsa: but usually it ends up as a Group dance ! ;)
Worst experience: Having been kicked out of a disc which had entry for 'couples only' and they thought he was the STAG who came along with the couples!! :D
Lucky number: 2
When on a Date: Books a table for 3!
Wakes up everyday: At 2 Am!!
Conversation between Moran and a fellow college stud.
Moran: Mere paas 2 eyes, 2 ears,2 arms,2 legs 2 nips and 2 b***s and 2 gals hein...tumhare pass kya hein???
Stud: ***gets depressed and runs away crying.."Maaaa....."***
Favourite drink: 'Duet' Coke ;) and tea with 2 teaspoon sugar!
Favorite Comic: Archies!!(takes it 'two' seriously)
Favorite TV show: Desperate Housewives season 2
Wants to have: twins.
Favorite line: Main ek, mere do!!
Favorite Qoute: Ek maar do tukda!
Favorite Bond Movie: You only live twice
Favourite movie : 21( yeah! two-one=21 ),Double Indemnity,Pati,Patni aur wo!
Gets cought by Traffic police: For trible riding
Favorite movie dialog: Mein tumhara judwa bhai hoon.
Felt really sad:When the Twin towers fell.
Favorite hindi song: DO dil mil rahe hein magar..
Written on the door of his room : Two-let!
Favorite pet: rare and exotic animals like a 2 headed dog,snake etc
Wants to write a book: titled 2 mistakes of my life!!
Favorite Liesure activity: Playing two player games alone!
Likes to do Salsa: but usually it ends up as a Group dance ! ;)
Worst experience: Having been kicked out of a disc which had entry for 'couples only' and they thought he was the STAG who came along with the couples!! :D
Lucky number: 2
When on a Date: Books a table for 3!
Wakes up everyday: At 2 Am!!
Conversation between Moran and a fellow college stud.
Moran: Mere paas 2 eyes, 2 ears,2 arms,2 legs 2 nips and 2 b***s and 2 gals hein...tumhare pass kya hein???
Stud: ***gets depressed and runs away crying.."Maaaa....."***
Friday, July 11, 2008
Copyright:Mallika
As reported by Mumbai Mirror , Mallika Sheravat has applied for a trademark of her name so that no one can use her name or pictures to promote their movies or products without her consent. In short – Mallika Sherawat is now a brand and you will have to pay her or get sued by her if you try to ride on her popularity.
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COME ON, SUE ME!!!!!!! :D
Thursday, July 10, 2008
from Kabul
The ambulance wailed in a distance contrast to the loud screaming in his heart. All around him people huddled and looked on curiously, some shocked, some shouting for water. But all he cared was her. Just her.
It was still crystal clear in his memory, the first time he'd seen her. It was right here outside the Consulate. Dressed in pink salwar,the cool breeze made her curly hair stand out in uncontrollable wisps around her face. She'd kept pushing it off her cheek. He thought she was pretty. Just pretty. But then, she smiled. It was like some sort of Super nova blasting in his eyes. It wasn't merely the beauty of it; it was the life in it. Something he hadn't seen before.
And then, she left.
Next week, he saw her again. She was no miss world but her smile would put even a gushing miss universe to shame. Standing in the long queue, in the hot sun, she was talking to someone. She was talking as much with her face and hands as with her lips which contrasted his own 'mouth shut' self. And she twitched her lips to smile.
And then, she left.
She was now everything to him.But as for her, he didn't really exist. But perhaps, destiny had something else in store. He saw her again. He thought, there could be nothing more beautiful than her smile, until he saw her eyes.
And then, she left.
He couldn't get her out of his mind. And thus he came everyday unmindful of the long queue, least bothered of the hot sun, lost in her thoughts he started enjoying the long visa procedure.
It was late afternoon. She was standing in the queue and a dozen people separated him from her. Men and women stood waiting for their chance braving the sun and dust. Like most in the queue he wanted to go to the country which helped his, he wanted to see the Taj Mahal. He wanted to pray at Ajmer Sharif, he wanted to offer a chadar at Haji Ali, he wanted to see Shah Rukh Khan up-close, he wanted to see the hot Mallika Sheravat. But unlike others, he wanted her the most.
As fleet of official black cars of the Embassy arrived, nobody missed the odd looking white Toyota as it closed in. The gate was closed after the embassy Cars moved in, but the white Toyota accelerated and rammed into the gates.
He thought he was blinded and deaf as he just squatted on the ground too shocked too numb to realize what had just happened. Wrecks of metal and plastic lay amidst pieces of what would have formed a human body; and blood cleansed and cooled the hot dusty road.
And then it trickled into him and he ran as fast as his wounded legs could, his bloodshot eyes searching for her, amidst the wrecks and ruins left from the Bomb Explosion.
Somebody near him was calling the emergency number as cries of pain, agony and despair filled the air. Finally he found her, the white of her dress, stained red with her blood. Her beautiful eyes were shut in pain. He could see now that her hairs were all over her cheeks but she was not brushing them aside. He held her closer for a moment, making her cry in pain.
"Don't worry, help is on the way" he said breathlessly. For a moment he worried whether she knew English. He felt a soft touch on his arm."Thank you." he heard the faint slow reply, not like her life, which was flowing out of her. "Someone should inform my parents." She was growing paler.
"Where is the ambulance!" he yelled in panic and hysteria.
She just smiled, her heart breaking smile.
And then, she left.
P.S: A suicide car bomb tore open the front wall of the Indian Embassy in Kabul on Monday, killing 41 people and wounding 147 in the deadliest attack in Afghanistan's capital since the fall of the Taliban seven years ago.
The massive explosion, which rattled much of Kabul at 8:30 a.m., detonated only 30 yards from where dozens of Afghans line up to apply for visas, one of the reasons the casualties were so high.
Women and children browsing nearby shops were among the victims who lay on the ground, bloodied and in agony, crying for help. Smoldering ruins covered the pavement.
It was still crystal clear in his memory, the first time he'd seen her. It was right here outside the Consulate. Dressed in pink salwar,the cool breeze made her curly hair stand out in uncontrollable wisps around her face. She'd kept pushing it off her cheek. He thought she was pretty. Just pretty. But then, she smiled. It was like some sort of Super nova blasting in his eyes. It wasn't merely the beauty of it; it was the life in it. Something he hadn't seen before.
And then, she left.
Next week, he saw her again. She was no miss world but her smile would put even a gushing miss universe to shame. Standing in the long queue, in the hot sun, she was talking to someone. She was talking as much with her face and hands as with her lips which contrasted his own 'mouth shut' self. And she twitched her lips to smile.
And then, she left.
She was now everything to him.But as for her, he didn't really exist. But perhaps, destiny had something else in store. He saw her again. He thought, there could be nothing more beautiful than her smile, until he saw her eyes.
And then, she left.
He couldn't get her out of his mind. And thus he came everyday unmindful of the long queue, least bothered of the hot sun, lost in her thoughts he started enjoying the long visa procedure.
It was late afternoon. She was standing in the queue and a dozen people separated him from her. Men and women stood waiting for their chance braving the sun and dust. Like most in the queue he wanted to go to the country which helped his, he wanted to see the Taj Mahal. He wanted to pray at Ajmer Sharif, he wanted to offer a chadar at Haji Ali, he wanted to see Shah Rukh Khan up-close, he wanted to see the hot Mallika Sheravat. But unlike others, he wanted her the most.
As fleet of official black cars of the Embassy arrived, nobody missed the odd looking white Toyota as it closed in. The gate was closed after the embassy Cars moved in, but the white Toyota accelerated and rammed into the gates.
He thought he was blinded and deaf as he just squatted on the ground too shocked too numb to realize what had just happened. Wrecks of metal and plastic lay amidst pieces of what would have formed a human body; and blood cleansed and cooled the hot dusty road.
And then it trickled into him and he ran as fast as his wounded legs could, his bloodshot eyes searching for her, amidst the wrecks and ruins left from the Bomb Explosion.
Somebody near him was calling the emergency number as cries of pain, agony and despair filled the air. Finally he found her, the white of her dress, stained red with her blood. Her beautiful eyes were shut in pain. He could see now that her hairs were all over her cheeks but she was not brushing them aside. He held her closer for a moment, making her cry in pain.
"Don't worry, help is on the way" he said breathlessly. For a moment he worried whether she knew English. He felt a soft touch on his arm."Thank you." he heard the faint slow reply, not like her life, which was flowing out of her. "Someone should inform my parents." She was growing paler.
"Where is the ambulance!" he yelled in panic and hysteria.
She just smiled, her heart breaking smile.
And then, she left.
P.S: A suicide car bomb tore open the front wall of the Indian Embassy in Kabul on Monday, killing 41 people and wounding 147 in the deadliest attack in Afghanistan's capital since the fall of the Taliban seven years ago.
The massive explosion, which rattled much of Kabul at 8:30 a.m., detonated only 30 yards from where dozens of Afghans line up to apply for visas, one of the reasons the casualties were so high.
Women and children browsing nearby shops were among the victims who lay on the ground, bloodied and in agony, crying for help. Smoldering ruins covered the pavement.
Monday, July 7, 2008
the Talk!!
He:Why is there a God?
The Voice: To be bribed before and after your exams!!
He: What am I doing in this vast universe?
The Voice: No idea,you are just another useless,miniscule part of it.
He :I wonder, why am I here, in the 3rd planet in the Solar System?
The Voice: Given your Alien looks even I wonder why.*Heeheeheeheee
He: why was I born?
The voice: Thats a Medical Miracle(or diasaster), you lucky Sperm!!
He:why do I do what I do?
The Voice: You haven't ever done what you are supposed to do, so stop asking WHY.
He: why does the contraction of facial muscles cause smiles and the same facial muscles cause frowns?
The voice: You somehow manage to look 'OK' now, any more facial muscles and you would end up like SHREK!!
He: why are flowers pretty?
The Voice: Did you bunk classes in school days too?? Thats for reproduction!!
He: What is LOVE?
The Voice: Vo! YOu got me! Pass!
He: Eh? So when will I know its LOVE or I'm in Love??
The Voice: Umm you will have headache,nausea,fever,vomiting sensation!
Oh! No! thats symptoms of Malaria. You watched Jaane tu ya jaane na twice..you tell me!!
He: Wait a minute!Who are you??
The Voice: Iam the inner Voice!
He: Oh! So you don't even exist!!
The Voice: Are you trying to make me feel an Identity Crisis?
He: Muhahaha!! So tell me, Why do I blog?
The Voice:Haha even those reading this are asking the same thing. Why, Why the hell?!!
The Voice: To be bribed before and after your exams!!
He: What am I doing in this vast universe?
The Voice: No idea,you are just another useless,miniscule part of it.
He :I wonder, why am I here, in the 3rd planet in the Solar System?
The Voice: Given your Alien looks even I wonder why.*Heeheeheeheee
He: why was I born?
The voice: Thats a Medical Miracle(or diasaster), you lucky Sperm!!
He:why do I do what I do?
The Voice: You haven't ever done what you are supposed to do, so stop asking WHY.
He: why does the contraction of facial muscles cause smiles and the same facial muscles cause frowns?
The voice: You somehow manage to look 'OK' now, any more facial muscles and you would end up like SHREK!!
He: why are flowers pretty?
The Voice: Did you bunk classes in school days too?? Thats for reproduction!!
He: What is LOVE?
The Voice: Vo! YOu got me! Pass!
He: Eh? So when will I know its LOVE or I'm in Love??
The Voice: Umm you will have headache,nausea,fever,vomiting sensation!
Oh! No! thats symptoms of Malaria. You watched Jaane tu ya jaane na twice..you tell me!!
He: Wait a minute!Who are you??
The Voice: Iam the inner Voice!
He: Oh! So you don't even exist!!
The Voice: Are you trying to make me feel an Identity Crisis?
He: Muhahaha!! So tell me, Why do I blog?
The Voice:Haha even those reading this are asking the same thing. Why, Why the hell?!!
Friday, July 4, 2008
Google Search: Love
He sits there and watches the grimy fan blades rotating with a kickery sound.
Sprawled on the bed with his hands making a head rest,he stares and stares at the fan and soon gets drifted away as the rotating fans suddenly seem to spin out a face,her face.
It was his cousin's wedding. He was standing close to the dais looking at the proceedings. But it was really tiring as he waited for all the multiple rituals to get over before the the holy nuptial knot was tied. People came and went. He was looking at them all until his eyes settled on this girl seated diagonally across him. He had never seen her before. Probably the bride's relative,he thought. He gave her a warm smile and she returned it.
He turned his gaze towards the dais. His cousin was giving a toothy smile to his wife-to-be.Theirs was a fairy tale love story where his cousin 1st saw her in MBA class and just fell in love with her and after months of wooing she also responded and now the marriage, they made such a cute pair and he wondered when he would find his own true love.....
And he looked again in her direction, and their gazes met. She was looking at him constantly. His heart started to beat out of its cage. He'd never seen anyone like her before. Her appearance tugged his heartstrings. He felt uneasy about her shy yet strangely daring stare.And this continued even while they finally sat down to eat as she came giggling with her friends and sat in the row directly opposite him. Strangely the people next to him where least bothered or oblivious as they ate away the delicious food,while he timidly ate his and she hers. And finally what seemed like an hours, for her,he gathered all his guts and gave her the best of his smiles looking deep into her eyes and she smiled back with twinkle in her eyes.
He thought he heard violins playing around him amid all the noisy guests,he felt the cool breeze in the middle o the hot and humid dining hall,he just knew he wasn't drunk and high,this was different and he knew his search was over,he had found his love.
Back in his room he forced his eyes off the fan and got up and looked at the monitor in front of him, he just had to find the old romantic songs of R.D.Burman which she had asked him for and so began his search again.
There are somethings in life which you can find in a wedding, for everything else there is Google search!! :D (Heeeheeeheee)
Sprawled on the bed with his hands making a head rest,he stares and stares at the fan and soon gets drifted away as the rotating fans suddenly seem to spin out a face,her face.
It was his cousin's wedding. He was standing close to the dais looking at the proceedings. But it was really tiring as he waited for all the multiple rituals to get over before the the holy nuptial knot was tied. People came and went. He was looking at them all until his eyes settled on this girl seated diagonally across him. He had never seen her before. Probably the bride's relative,he thought. He gave her a warm smile and she returned it.
He turned his gaze towards the dais. His cousin was giving a toothy smile to his wife-to-be.Theirs was a fairy tale love story where his cousin 1st saw her in MBA class and just fell in love with her and after months of wooing she also responded and now the marriage, they made such a cute pair and he wondered when he would find his own true love.....
And he looked again in her direction, and their gazes met. She was looking at him constantly. His heart started to beat out of its cage. He'd never seen anyone like her before. Her appearance tugged his heartstrings. He felt uneasy about her shy yet strangely daring stare.And this continued even while they finally sat down to eat as she came giggling with her friends and sat in the row directly opposite him. Strangely the people next to him where least bothered or oblivious as they ate away the delicious food,while he timidly ate his and she hers. And finally what seemed like an hours, for her,he gathered all his guts and gave her the best of his smiles looking deep into her eyes and she smiled back with twinkle in her eyes.
He thought he heard violins playing around him amid all the noisy guests,he felt the cool breeze in the middle o the hot and humid dining hall,he just knew he wasn't drunk and high,this was different and he knew his search was over,he had found his love.
Back in his room he forced his eyes off the fan and got up and looked at the monitor in front of him, he just had to find the old romantic songs of R.D.Burman which she had asked him for and so began his search again.
There are somethings in life which you can find in a wedding, for everything else there is Google search!! :D (Heeeheeeheee)
Virtual toon
Being online all the time is both good and bad. The bad part is high internet bills while the good part is, you come across funny cartoons like this which reflect you!
My friend Arun Agrees!!!! :D
My friend Arun Agrees!!!! :D
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