saturday's with my pudding heads...!!

"friends are a source of a happiness,they bring happiness and joy always"
this quotation is etched around three smiling kids on a red board which adorns a wall in my bedroom.. when i received it 7 years back on the 30th of June it passed as "just" another gift.. but today i look at it when i'm suffused in sadness,i think of it when i experience a loneliness more bewildering then ever experienced in a large group of "friends"... i look at and all worries n vexation seem to fade away like an aloof memory..!the ones who gave me that gift are the ones i consider my greatest of friends..when i'm down in the mouth,when i'm elated and when i need somebody to listen to me at the other end of the phone line i look no further..they act like a bunch of screwballs but they are my trophy... :)

we parted ways in 2002 in search of interesting vocations,making new friends along the way, each one nuzzling in their own cocoon but there is still tht thin string of friendship tht holds us all together...a togetherness that we rekindle every(well almost every.!) saturday at NAL Grounds.. man to tell the truth those meetings are the ones i eagerly look forward too.. its normally a no-frills attached affair..we all meet up in front of arloose's house,wait for the rest of gang who normally come 30 min after the stipulated time(6 years and tht's not changed.. koti,jagan are u readin..!!),call the ones who stay nearby and then chat away sitting on bikes and parapets..!

koti gets kicked around,koti gets jacked by his own words,jagan cracks some incomprehensible PJ's, murthy complains about her paramecium not cooperating on the dissection table(yup she's a buffalo who is also a bio-chemist in the making.!),convince kulla to give a treat for his new mobile(his company provides him the latest nokia model every other week..!!asshole!),savi kvetches abt wht suckers her teammates are and yours truly gets belted(i ve kinda got used to it!) for her pudding head gyan.. after all the talking and laughing(i cant remember any other time i laugh till there are tears in my eyes n i'm holding my stomach in pain. boy!!phew!) and swearing we walk down jeevanbhimanagar road for a glass of juice n chat.. normally funded by some unsuspecting screwball..! with a smile on my face i get back home convinced tht its not a lonely world afterall.. boy crazy saturday..!!

ash's legs finally closed for buisness ...

finally all speculations were laid to rest today.. "the wedding of the century"(as told by some dumb dora of CNN-IBN) took place in a suburb somewhere in tinsel town !
now all i wanna ask is ::why the fuck is the media going so crazy..!! no really.. everyday for the past two weeks the newspapers wasted previous columns discussing wht brand undies small B is gonnna wear for the wedding and wht type of chillies are gonna be used in the banquet.. $%#^%$... not to be left behind the news channels(these days u ve a plethora to choose from) ran "exclusives" every bloody single day..but wht really got be tempestuous was when NDTV-hindi went LIVE... no shit they actually went live on the day the they got hitched.. suckers!!

this brings to memory the numerous other occassions our media went berserk on some gibberish.. remember the time the "shilpa shetty shit" got more attention then it deserved..then it was a girlish squabble on the name of racism tht gripped the nation...i can bet my bottoms dollar that the whole show was managed by some affluent goon.!n then came the crashing defeat of the cricketing demi-gods..now i ask why doesn't a hockey player(so much for being the national game.!) get thrashed by the media when they face defeat(which is a frequent thing).. is it because they are dnt sizzle the ramp like our cricketers who also do the job of tellin the nation wht to drink to boost our energy n wht to gel our hair with to get the girls swooning of there feet.. hmmm... for now all i can say is thank god Anna Nicole Smith's body is finally roting 10 feet below the ground..!!
i think we are like this only..!

men :: sexually frustrated homosapiens..!!

i can see my friends giving scrimy looks after reading the heading, but guys it hurts when u "the object of desire" of some cheap bastards on a train who make no effort to suppress the A.R.Rehman in them..!!gosh staring at u is one thing but it gets real scummy when those dogs burst into a tune.. arraghhh...

Kanyakumari Express ::
after embarking the train my sis n i sat down to enjoy the scenic countryside tht kerala boasts of..
the summer days there are long ,humid and raging.. so it was quiet bright even at 7PM..!! coconut trees, green pastures (looking aesthetic thanks to the perpetual rains..!!),distant hills, ubiquitous streams, houses with steep gabled roofs all flew past us in a whizz.. having occupied the aisle seats we had to crane our necks to take it all in.. n then they came, like monsters in a fairy tale..big eyes eying you in all possible places..! bastards..! n the thing tht was most pissing off was they were standing 2feet for my seat n ogling... damn i should ve got the window seat.. why lord why,why me..no really..!! i'm neither ravishious nor gracious..!! counting the seconds not knowing where to look i sat looking down lest my eyes meet there's..i sat like a monk n meditated.. pls lord let me not loose my cool.. if i loose my cool i will end up flinging a string of abuses(fuckers,bloody-bastards,ass-holes et al) n i knew those guys wouldn't understand anything coming out from my mouth.. yes they were those typical mallu types..!! thus i sat with my eyes closed for wht seemed like 15min.. n then i looked up.. lo and behold they were still there..! needless to say i sat n endured.. they got off the train at the next station.. phew.!!
n then came some disturbing thoughts.. why didn't i belt them?? hmmm.. think i'm not as brave as i think i'm.! sigh!!

Brigade Road:
come weekends n its a real pain getting from Cauvery Emporium to Rex Theature..! getting pinched on the butt to being hit at all the wrong places to being called "babies"(yuck..! babe would ve sounded much better).. u have to endure it all..! before u get the chance to turn around to plant a tight slap(ahem.. i don't think i ve the balls to do tht but anyways) our roadside romeo would ve camouflaged into the crowd..i think the only solution to this problem is to plant something very pointed beneath our clothing that would maim the culprits hands when it comes in contact.. boy tht would ve innovation at its best..!!

untill then all i ve to say " if it scratches like a man, pinches like a man,ogles like a man..it is definitely a sexually frustrated man" -- old pig saying..!oops didnt get anything meaty but wht the heck it conveys the msg right.!! [;P]

of nostalgia n forgotten names....

utsav-'07
as i walked thru those big black gates with the "mobile phones banned" placard staring right back a flood of memories n emotions enveloped me.! boy im back again after a year... the endless chats in the canteen, the excited scud down the corridors after the last semester exams, the sempiternal lectures , the bitching n pity fights, the blazing hot afternoons spent playin basketball, the absolute time pass days spent in brahmins,vidyarthi bhavan,gaddi chaat n fruit chaat kiosks et al... they all came back n bolted me from my place..!
i no longer study in BMS but a part of me still lives in tht classroom with all our nick names etched on the wooden desks, the benches with all the important formulae of SSD neatly written(boy wonder how i passed tht paper..! phew.!!) and off course the lectures whose voices resonated the four walls... apart from all tht there is one more thing tht pulled me back to this place :: utsav
the all important day for the bullzs of college...

we(jaish,avik,john,sumuk,jan n the rest of the telecommites) had planned to meet up at 2:30 but as always the plan got scrubbed.. i whisked home from the badi courts to get dressed.. oh btw my badi game has really improved,i can actually return smashes.. woo hoo..!! after droppin off my sis at the indoor stadium i vroomed off to college..! its been months but i was amazed at how i could avoid pot-holes n humps without actually seeing it... think the route from home to college is etched in some safe corner of my brain.! i reached BMS to be confronted by the serpentine queue of bikes..! after parking my "street hawk"(read scooty but im damn proud of my stud.!) on one of the gallis i proceeded towards the gate.!! man i was hit.! there wasn't a single face i recognized..gone were the times when i would walk in n wave my hands at every passing dude n dudette..sniff,sniff.!! but i must say the juni's are one hot stylish lot n they were dressed to kill.!
rock show was happening at the main stage.. it was ho-hum.! drag.! met up with a lot off my batch-mates.. the faces were familiar but names i couldn't recollect but i did recollect which dept they studied in.. ahh brownie points..! the usual round of "wht are u doin these days","where are u workin","on wht platform" followed...
finally met my gang.. hooted ,shouted,danced,made merry.. the things that we normally do on fests.. the rock show was followed my some spoof.. n then they played the ever popular filler.."machi readyah.. ahh haa,machii readyahh ahh haa.. say oneh,twoeh,threeeh foureh".... ppl were shouting at the top of there lungs... then started the much awaited Fashion Show.. boy.!! i was wet.. need i say more . :)

the Good,the Bad n the question of a Friday.!!

its 8:34PM and im still holding on.! except for my morning cup of boost( needed something impregnable to sustain me thru the day.!) nothin else transuded my food-pipe..phew.! along with a long extended weekend tht good friday brings it's also the day of fasting and redemption.! n wht pisses me off is when ppl come up to u and ask questions like "ann where are the sweets for good friday"@#$!( ignorant faggots.!) and it's true when they say"hungry men are angry men"... hidin the frustration and anger that threatens to emanate is sure a herculean task.! but i dn't really blame them.. if jesus died on the cross then why is it called "good" friday.? hmm.!
think the old men in there white robes sitting somewhere in Rome didn't think of the confusion this day would bring.!!

Facts :: back in AD times the cross was considered the sign of punishment and shame.. but all tht changed when the lord GOD was nailed in Calvary.. with his death he redeemed the world ,so the bible says...ok let me make one thing clear : i do consider him as the omnipotent benevolent one but i dnt quiet believe in the church n wht the Cardinals preach .!
so its called GOOD Friday cos with his death the sins tht we committed were washed out
n its called BAD Friday cos all this came with a prize.. his death on the cross..

man this headache is killin me.. think i cant really hold on for long.! my fast will come to an end soon.. but there's one thing i learn every year on this very day.. when u decide to forgo food for a day its all about controlling ur mind then ur hands and stomach.!

monday morning blues(8 hrs to go).!!

have u ever heard the phrase "all good things come to an end"??... well ,its that time(10:34 PM Sunday).. i see the end nearing, maybe u do too and i fear it just as u do..! sigh,grumble,.!
a weekend tht was...

Saturday :: i'm up and kicking and its 6AM.. yeah i am a early riser and milling about on my bed even thou its the weekend is something i rarely indulge in..! today i experimented with a pulav recipe tht arpita had given me..it was one of those quick-fix formula n since i ve congenital quality to screw up anythin and everything, this wasn't an exception... salt.! damn how could i forget that.!!
not realizing my boo-boo i zoomed off to the badminton court.. played 4 games and lost _ ..ahem.!!
the last one was the best, we lost 13-15.. the energy was something,my game was good considering im just an amateur.. which means to say im kinda improving..!!
next pit-stop :: jaish's place.. her mom's cooking... yumm..yumm.!! but today we decided to otta-maddi at Beijing Bites..after gossiping n updating each other on who's-going-around-with-whom and who-broke-up-with-whom over chicken koithio n thai basil chicken we went to health n glow for nail-polish shopping...lo and behold there were givin a free demo on eye makeup.. after a dose of eye-liner,eye-shadow,mascara and the likes we went back to jaish's place for a steaming cup of filter-coffee and obattu .. *slurp,slurp*.!! got back home to be confronted by my salt-less pulav..needless to say it wasn't touched.!!

Sunday :: lazed around... zzzzz.. TV and Omerta by Mario Puzo... at 4 in the evening i went for a nice long spin...all alone with Radio Indigo blaring out some gud ole numbers.."2 steps behind","bad medicine" i covered this route..sarjapur road->inner ring road->airport road->koromangala..
with dark clouds hovering the evening sky, me myself and my thoughts ,n music being my soul companion i zoomed away..!! boy pure bliss,pure bliss..!!
can't wait for the coming weekend.!!