glord2005: nahi mera gtalk cup marta hai
me: abe plate bhi maarne ko bol na
glord2005: ya pj mar rahahia
sale aja maidan me
me: hal
tu pahunch
main aata hun
pitch vitch check kar le
glord2005: kapde pehen ke ata hu
land gaurd pehen ke ana
whats up
me: hamam mein sabhi nange bhaiyyan
glord2005: mere yaha nalu ki sabji bani hai
me: nalu kya hota hai?
glord2005: mujhe kya pata
khane ka kaam karo bad
bas
yentra chepu
chepu ki sabji khaya hai kya kabhi
me: kya chepun?
jhapad ya chappal?
glord2005: juta
whats up
hi anju
me: whats down?
anju?
glord2005: lipase kaisa hai jakal
me: pee hui hai kya?
lip se to mast hai
glord2005: akal
chal kal khelne chalte hai
gilli danda
me: haan
kal gilli danda
glord2005: gilli leke an amain danda leke ata hoon
me: parson taash
n fir kanche
glord2005: mere pass sirf 2 goti hai
me: saara countriapa is weekend nipta dalte hain
glord2005: jeetni padegi
practice karta hoon
wo pondy dekhi kya
me: ?
glord2005: mujhe kya pata
me: kaunsi pondy?
glord2005: naam to bata diya
me: nahin dekhi
glord2005: mujhe ladki ka naam hai
aur bengali me pati ko pata kehte hai to ho gayi dono ki pondy
me: kya kya hai fir?
glord2005: dekhi kya mast hai
me: dekh lunga
glord2005: ladki ke 3 bol hai
aur bohot sare khate bhi hai
maja ata hai dekhne me
me: ok
glord2005: uar bata pentose kabhi ghume gaya hai kya dominos ke bagal me hota hai
mast khana pakata hai
shehjade nikale apni sawari par
yeh jo desh hai mera wades hai tera]
me: ujaloe baaz ke sapnon se yaari ho gayi re
glord2005: tom dick and hari kisne mari gand tumhari
me: hum jahan khade ho jayen line vahin se shuru hoti hai
glord2005: tu mai kya karu mujhe to baithna hai
chal chalte hai
me: ye gand humein de de
glord2005: tere bagal me hai
lele free me
dum dum diga diga
me: free mein nahin hai
glord2005: mausam bhiga bhiga
me: rate laga raha hai
5 rs
glord2005: hat bhen,... itna mehenga kon lega
hai alla surat apki subhanalla
me: ae shaheed-e-mulk-o-millat main tere upar nisaar
most corruption is in up n bihar
glord2005: to main kya karu
channa ve ghar aja ve
me: ashikon ka aaj jamghat kucha-e-katil mein hai
glord2005: age bol agarose
me: pehle bata tu chupa kis bil mein hai
glord2005: kill bill part 3
thoya thoya
me: soona
complete the song
sunaaaa....
?
glord2005: sunaa sunaa tanha tanha meri sasen lamha lamha
me: ab lamhe lamhe mein saans le
bhagvaan kare jaldi band ho jayein
glord2005: aja meri jaan tujhpe mera dil kurban
move ur body
me: tum to baithe rehte ho sham ki taraf muh karke jabki suraj tumhare peeche se ug raha hota hai
glord2005: ok main chalta hon
me: k
bye
glord2005: fir milenge
10:27 PM chal bohot miss kar rahaa tha bata kya chal raha hai
I and GL had this chat yesterday, when we were trying to mug for g slot... How jobless could anybody be...
Tuesday, 18 September 2007
Friday, 14 September 2007
The Xperiment
"Agar lift ke band hote darwaze se key-chain pass ho to vo khul jayega?" - Achal asks me.
I once read somewhere that the industrial strength of a country can be gauged by the electricity it consumes. I, like a true son of the soil, have since been looking for new ways to expend more and more electricity. I do not switch off the light or turn off the fan when I leave the room. I no longer switch off my computer during the day and of course, I take the lift in our dept. to my classroom on the 1st floor, which also brings me back to 'ground' realities.
It all started when I and Achal took the aforementioned conveyance in the dept to reach our destination, adding to the country's progress at the same time . Achal during the trip, pops this question and we spontaneously decide to check, drawing key chains from our (respective)pockets.
The experiment began once the lift halted and the door opened. We kept waiting till the door started sliding again, closing this time. At this moment, Achal throws out his key chain. The door did not seem interested. That would have been conclusive but I thought maybe it will notice it if the planks were closer. Without hesitation, I too tossed mine through the door when it was just about to close. The door, yet again, did not lose focus and accomplished what it had started and slammed shut.
Before we knew, we were going up with the lift, our keys lying on the '1st floor' floor, unattended, unclaimed, at least that's what we hoped.
We got out and rushed back to the 1st floor only to find them missing. Have been looking for our experimental equipments since... :((
I once read somewhere that the industrial strength of a country can be gauged by the electricity it consumes. I, like a true son of the soil, have since been looking for new ways to expend more and more electricity. I do not switch off the light or turn off the fan when I leave the room. I no longer switch off my computer during the day and of course, I take the lift in our dept. to my classroom on the 1st floor, which also brings me back to 'ground' realities.
It all started when I and Achal took the aforementioned conveyance in the dept to reach our destination, adding to the country's progress at the same time . Achal during the trip, pops this question and we spontaneously decide to check, drawing key chains from our (respective)pockets.
The experiment began once the lift halted and the door opened. We kept waiting till the door started sliding again, closing this time. At this moment, Achal throws out his key chain. The door did not seem interested. That would have been conclusive but I thought maybe it will notice it if the planks were closer. Without hesitation, I too tossed mine through the door when it was just about to close. The door, yet again, did not lose focus and accomplished what it had started and slammed shut.
Before we knew, we were going up with the lift, our keys lying on the '1st floor' floor, unattended, unclaimed, at least that's what we hoped.
We got out and rushed back to the 1st floor only to find them missing. Have been looking for our experimental equipments since... :((
Sunday, 9 September 2007
What the schools did not
जन गण मन अधिनायक जय हे
भारत भाग्य विधाता
पंजाब सिन्ध गुजरात मराठा
द्राविड़ उत्कल बंग
विन्ध्य हिमाचल यमुना गंगा
उच्छल जलधि तरंग
तव शुभ नामे जागे
तव शुभ आशिष मागे
गाहे तव जय गाथा
जन गण मंगल दायक जय हे
भारत भाग्य विधाता
जय हे जय हे जय हे
जय जय जय जय हे
The translation:
O! Dispenser of India's destiny, thou art the ruler of the minds of all people.
Thy name rouses the hearts of Punjab, Sindh, Gujarat, the Maratha country,
in the Dravida country, Utkala (Orissa) and Bengal;
It echoes in the hills of the Vindhyas and Himalayas,
it mingles in the rhapsodies of the pure waters of Jamuna and the Ganges.
They chant only thy name.
They sing only the glory of thy victory.
They seek only thy auspicious blessings.
The salvation of all people waits in thy hands,
O dispenser of India's destiny!
Victory, Victory, Victory, Victory to thee.
भारत भाग्य विधाता
पंजाब सिन्ध गुजरात मराठा
द्राविड़ उत्कल बंग
विन्ध्य हिमाचल यमुना गंगा
उच्छल जलधि तरंग
तव शुभ नामे जागे
तव शुभ आशिष मागे
गाहे तव जय गाथा
जन गण मंगल दायक जय हे
भारत भाग्य विधाता
जय हे जय हे जय हे
जय जय जय जय हे
The translation:
O! Dispenser of India's destiny, thou art the ruler of the minds of all people.
Thy name rouses the hearts of Punjab, Sindh, Gujarat, the Maratha country,
in the Dravida country, Utkala (Orissa) and Bengal;
It echoes in the hills of the Vindhyas and Himalayas,
it mingles in the rhapsodies of the pure waters of Jamuna and the Ganges.
They chant only thy name.
They sing only the glory of thy victory.
They seek only thy auspicious blessings.
The salvation of all people waits in thy hands,
O dispenser of India's destiny!
Victory, Victory, Victory, Victory to thee.
Friday, 7 September 2007
Life, oh life...
He sees her,
He likes her
Parents meet, baat pakki
invite kin and peer...
If, oh, only if,
had it been so easy
As a walk in the park,
life would be breezy...
Something that cometh and leaves,
like a whiff of fresh air,
and we would just take it in,
without any worry or care...
alas but oh people,
God had intentions other,
planning it a tad different,
making us worry, curse madar/bother :)
Sometimes I wonder,
what would world be,
how would I be
had life of problems been free
Had the scene been such,
had it been utopian so,
Life, a cakewalk
We wouldn't appriciate it I know
but the 1st para holds true,
at least for a few someone,
one of them i know,
goes by the name 'Reddy Vishwanathan'!!!
P.S. : that's for you liquid... howzzat :)
He likes her
Parents meet, baat pakki
invite kin and peer...
If, oh, only if,
had it been so easy
As a walk in the park,
life would be breezy...
Something that cometh and leaves,
like a whiff of fresh air,
and we would just take it in,
without any worry or care...
alas but oh people,
God had intentions other,
planning it a tad different,
making us worry, curse madar/bother :)
Sometimes I wonder,
what would world be,
how would I be
had life of problems been free
Had the scene been such,
had it been utopian so,
Life, a cakewalk
We wouldn't appriciate it I know
but the 1st para holds true,
at least for a few someone,
one of them i know,
goes by the name 'Reddy Vishwanathan'!!!
P.S. : that's for you liquid... howzzat :)
Friday, 24 August 2007
This sure is crap
I thought I never will
but I'm doing it again
cos I'm in a boring state
no demons to fight
no dragons to tame..
Life is getting still
the hourglass toppled
cramming up NMR, market, aspartame
hockey no more i say,
hopelessly hoping to remain sane
they gave me blows,
stick on the head
the ball equally cruel
only made me get up,
cry out for another duel
My head wants to quit,
not liking the stitch
heart says otherwise
these ain't no injuries
but my sports prize
heart, they say, has its reasons
which reasons know not
my decision is still undecided
for I dont want to be,
by heart or head, snided!!! :)
P.s.: still a long way to tell lemon from lime :)
but I'm doing it again
cos I'm in a boring state
no demons to fight
no dragons to tame..
Life is getting still
the hourglass toppled
cramming up NMR, market, aspartame
hockey no more i say,
hopelessly hoping to remain sane
they gave me blows,
stick on the head
the ball equally cruel
only made me get up,
cry out for another duel
My head wants to quit,
not liking the stitch
heart says otherwise
these ain't no injuries
but my sports prize
heart, they say, has its reasons
which reasons know not
my decision is still undecided
for I dont want to be,
by heart or head, snided!!! :)
P.s.: still a long way to tell lemon from lime :)
Sunday, 19 August 2007
The I-Day
I know it's a little too late to write about the Independence day but then, it's IST we follow and to top it all I still dont have a subject to write on. The easiest way out would be to criticise politicians, youth n rue about the present state of things but then every second person you know does that. Next i thought of recalling stuff that makes me proud of my nationality and I found the newspapers flooded with such articles. So what should I write about? I then thought I'll just pick something, write some facts without being judgemental but then I realised I'm not capable of doing that. I have to be on one side or the other.
Going through Vatsap I knew what I could write about. When you hear the national anthem being played, our first thought is to get up and stand in 'attention' and then we realise that this isn't fashionable any more and people will probably laugh at you, forcing yourself to remain as you are. One thing nobody realises that 9 out of 10 around want to get up too but have the same fear as us. Even if we overcome this and be resolute enough to get up, we feel a sense of pride in doing so as we think we have done a part of our duty towards the nation.
This is really funny. We think twice before responding to our national anthem in our country and once done, we are no less proud about having done that.
I'll tell you something that's even funnier. Most of us don't know the meaning of the anthem either. True we can make out that it's glorifying the nation as we can pick the nouns but does any course book anywhere transliterate it into the local language. It's a matter of pride because we are told that it is. 60 years and no one has ever thought about putting at least that in our text-books. Spare a thought. Maybe we won't shy away next time it's being played once we know the meaning.
Let not the stream of reason lose it's way into the dreary sand of dead habit.
Going through Vatsap I knew what I could write about. When you hear the national anthem being played, our first thought is to get up and stand in 'attention' and then we realise that this isn't fashionable any more and people will probably laugh at you, forcing yourself to remain as you are. One thing nobody realises that 9 out of 10 around want to get up too but have the same fear as us. Even if we overcome this and be resolute enough to get up, we feel a sense of pride in doing so as we think we have done a part of our duty towards the nation.
This is really funny. We think twice before responding to our national anthem in our country and once done, we are no less proud about having done that.
I'll tell you something that's even funnier. Most of us don't know the meaning of the anthem either. True we can make out that it's glorifying the nation as we can pick the nouns but does any course book anywhere transliterate it into the local language. It's a matter of pride because we are told that it is. 60 years and no one has ever thought about putting at least that in our text-books. Spare a thought. Maybe we won't shy away next time it's being played once we know the meaning.
Let not the stream of reason lose it's way into the dreary sand of dead habit.
Saturday, 11 August 2007
The wonder that is kumble
Kumble slams a ton... He did 'it'... What's more, he took the longest. 16 years n 118 tests... Phew.. That's actually quite a long time... Done it, nonertheless..
I was a child back then when I first watched this bespectacled lean spinner and I had no idea why were they playing someone bowling at half a fast bowler's speed. I was a child and wasn't quite familiar with spin. Later on it turned out, he wasn't that slow after all. He was rather quick for a spinner and well, at times it was only his action that suggested he was a spinner, the pace sometimes putting V. Prasad to shame. He was bestowed upon with many titles like "shortest run-up fast bowler" but he went on going about his job. One day, 7 years back I think, Pakistan happened and he rose to become the only one to share honours with Jim Laker. Around the same time, he was denied a century against South Africa, running himself out as he ran out of partners. Yesterday he achieved what none of the other so far had. He is the 1st Indian batsman to score a century on this tour. funny eh?? Life is.
Tonight we'll be raising a toast to Kumble... Join in ;)
I was a child back then when I first watched this bespectacled lean spinner and I had no idea why were they playing someone bowling at half a fast bowler's speed. I was a child and wasn't quite familiar with spin. Later on it turned out, he wasn't that slow after all. He was rather quick for a spinner and well, at times it was only his action that suggested he was a spinner, the pace sometimes putting V. Prasad to shame. He was bestowed upon with many titles like "shortest run-up fast bowler" but he went on going about his job. One day, 7 years back I think, Pakistan happened and he rose to become the only one to share honours with Jim Laker. Around the same time, he was denied a century against South Africa, running himself out as he ran out of partners. Yesterday he achieved what none of the other so far had. He is the 1st Indian batsman to score a century on this tour. funny eh?? Life is.
Tonight we'll be raising a toast to Kumble... Join in ;)
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