Anjali : "Hi"
Dad : "Hi, Long time, No see."
Anjali : "Yea, you were busy. You were with some girl yesterday, you didn't hear me calling you."
Dad : "Must be your mom."
Anjali : "No, If she is, Why would I say some girl ?"
Dad : "You know your mom?"
Anjali : "When you dream about mom, She comes here, We talk a lot."
Dad : "So, have you told her about me being with some other girl"
Dad is sweating.
Anjali : "Why are you so tensed?"
Dad : "Nothing. So you meet your mom everyday ?"
Sweating heavily.
Anjali : "Wait, Wait, Something is wrong isn't it? I've no problem, I'll tell to mom that you were with another girl."
Dad [Screamed]: "No,No."
Anjali : "Huh, Then what's your problem ?... And How can I meet mom everyday when you don't dream about her everyday."
Dad [Puzzled]: "Mom knows this?"
Anjali : "No, She doesn't. I know 'coz I'm always here."
Dad : "Ok, Don't tell her, She'll cry."
Anjali : "Ok, I won't."
...
...
Silence
...
...
Anjali : "Why are you so silent? Thinking,eh?"
Dad : "No, Yea Yes, about your mom's birthday."
Anjali : "That's good. You know I cut a cake everyday."
Dad : "What?"
Anjali : "I don't know when is my birthday, So everyday is my Birthday. Yesterday Jesus came with a present."
Dad : "Really, What was it? How long did he stay with you?"
Anjali : "He gave me a Rainbow. He didn't stay for long, He was in hurry."
Dad : "Hurry?"
Anjali : "Yes, He said that he didn't take permission of god, So he had to sneak out."
Dad : "??? !!!"
Anjali : "Yes, God is very strict."
Dad : "Oh, Whom else do you get to meet?"
Anjali : "Anyone, God, Devil, Adam, Eve."
Dad : "Excuse me, Where do you live?"
Anjali : "In your dreams, Lollywood."
Dad : "Huh, But I don't remember 'em."
Anjali : "Yea, you've got amnesia like Bourne, Nicky told me that."
Dad [Startled]: "Nicky ? Nicky parsons? What is she doing here?"
Anjali : "You should tell me. You did YUCK her."
Dad : "OMG !!"
Anjali : "What's so outrageous? This is your Dream World, Anyone can come and Anything can happen, you told me this."
Dad [Losing his mind] : "Daughter, I'm having such a severe headache, I'm leaving now."
Anjali : "Yea, Nicky told me that you and bourne are prone to headaches."
Dad [Very uncomfortable] : 'Huh?"
Dad : "Ok,Bye. Good night"
Anjali : "Bye dad."
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Anjali's DAD :: 1. My Dad and The YEAH !!
Hi, I’m Anjali.
If you ask me “So What?” I would just answer “I’m not”
Well I know that you didn’t get me. What I mean is I’m not like you people. This is not me saying this but my father. When I asked him why, he said,
“You are not yet born I mean you are not on earth, You live in my dreams.”
“Why am I not on earth.”
“See Daughter, I should get married to get you on earth”
“Why are you not married?”
“On earth people should have some minimum age to get married. They should settle”
“Ok then go and settle”
“I’m through it”
Huh, so people now you know my story. I’ve met my father when he was fifteen years old and now he is twenty years old. But I’m always around five or six years old. Each time I ask I get the same answer, he changes his age but doesn’t allow me. This is Unfair.
“Ok Daddy, Where’s is Mom ?”
“I’m your everything Daughter”
Did you hear him, He said that. Well all the time he tells me about his love, how he met a girl in school and how did he propose and all that. But when I ask her name, he doesn’t tell me though he tells my name to everyone.
“Ok, Daddy what ever I ask you the answer I get is “I can’t tell you that now” What is that we can talk?”
“I can tell you about you, how you look, what you do, how sweet you are like that.”
He wants to tell me about me. As I’ve got no source like mirror to look at myself, I should know through this air head.
“Well Daddy, how do you look like ?”
“I can’t tell you that now.”
You heard that. I feel like f, ok. Gulp, Gulp, You can’t scold your own father.
“How do you I look like, Dad?”
“You are the most beautiful and the sweetest ever”
Oh, that was sweet. I’m blushing,
I said “Yeah…”
He Said “Yeah…”
I said “Yeah…”
He said “Yeah…”
Didn’t he get me. I’m asking him to continue his description on how I look.
I said “Yeah…”
He said “Yeah…”
Oh shit. What is he doing, Is this dream tape stuck somewhere or am I hearing myself.
“Daddy?”
“Yeah”
“Can you hear me?”
“Yeah”
“Ok, It’s good.”
“Yeah”
Wait wait, Am I on hold.
“Daddy, Can you speak any other word other than Yeah ?”
“Yeah”
“It’s good, then speak”
“Yeah”
Oh my goodness.
“Daddy, Do you know my name?”
“Yeah”
Where is my shoe? I should slap my face. I’m one inch far from crying now.
“Daddy, what is my name?”
“Anjali”
Wow, At last. A miracle. Oh Thanks Dad. You are the f best. I don’t know why and what but he uses this f sometimes when he is angry. If I ask him what’s up with this f he replies as usaully, “I can’t tell you that now.”
“Well dad, You were telling me how I look. Please continue.”
“Yeah”
Oh man !! Daddy !! Stop that Yeah
….
….
….
“Why are you silent, Dad?”
“I’ve told you how you look”
God, When did this happen ? Let me scroll up once.
“Well dad, It might have happened when the dream tape is stuck. All I could listen is Yeah Yeah and Yeah.”
“No, It was not on stuck, I’ve said Yeah 9 times in a row”
Wait. It’s scroll up time. Yeah He did that, 9 times.
But who on earth will do that counting thing.
“Daddy, What are you?”
“I’m very proud. I’m an IITian”
Oh Yea, Goddamn IITian. God why did you do this to me. You’ve got no other option ?
“Pa, you didn’t say how I look”
“I did”
“You should scroll up man”
“No, I’m sure”
Break my head. I will scroll up.
“Aah, All You said is I’m the most Beautiful”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah…”
“Yeah…”
Abe Yaar. Why is he so obsessed with this f Yeah !!
“What do you mean by Yeah”
“I mean that is how you look”
“You mean This is how I look, You mean Beautiful !!”
“No, Most Beautiful”
Huh, Whatever.
“Can’t you tell me in more detail. How my eyes are, How my hair is, something more like filmi?”
“I can’t tell you that now.”
This is Blasphemy !!
“This is your Daddy”
“Did you hear me?”
“I know everything, everything on your mind”
………
……..
…….
“Daughter, You there?”
………
……..
…….
“Yeah papa”
“Why are you so silent?”
“I can’t think of anything”
“Ok, I’m sorry, You please do think, I’ll not pay any attention to what you think”
“Really ?”
“Yeah”
“Thanks”
“Yeah”
“I love you pa”
“Yeah”
“Come on man”
“I Love you too baby”
“Yeah”
“Good night, Sweet Heart”
“Yeah”
“Come on Daughter”
“Ho-ho-ho. He-he-he. Good night pa”
Hm People. Here I present you my sweet pa. I Love him so much. “Yeah !!”
If you ask me “So What?” I would just answer “I’m not”
Well I know that you didn’t get me. What I mean is I’m not like you people. This is not me saying this but my father. When I asked him why, he said,
“You are not yet born I mean you are not on earth, You live in my dreams.”
“Why am I not on earth.”
“See Daughter, I should get married to get you on earth”
“Why are you not married?”
“On earth people should have some minimum age to get married. They should settle”
“Ok then go and settle”
“I’m through it”
Huh, so people now you know my story. I’ve met my father when he was fifteen years old and now he is twenty years old. But I’m always around five or six years old. Each time I ask I get the same answer, he changes his age but doesn’t allow me. This is Unfair.
“Ok Daddy, Where’s is Mom ?”
“I’m your everything Daughter”
Did you hear him, He said that. Well all the time he tells me about his love, how he met a girl in school and how did he propose and all that. But when I ask her name, he doesn’t tell me though he tells my name to everyone.
“Ok, Daddy what ever I ask you the answer I get is “I can’t tell you that now” What is that we can talk?”
“I can tell you about you, how you look, what you do, how sweet you are like that.”
He wants to tell me about me. As I’ve got no source like mirror to look at myself, I should know through this air head.
“Well Daddy, how do you look like ?”
“I can’t tell you that now.”
You heard that. I feel like f, ok. Gulp, Gulp, You can’t scold your own father.
“How do you I look like, Dad?”
“You are the most beautiful and the sweetest ever”
Oh, that was sweet. I’m blushing,
I said “Yeah…”
He Said “Yeah…”
I said “Yeah…”
He said “Yeah…”
Didn’t he get me. I’m asking him to continue his description on how I look.
I said “Yeah…”
He said “Yeah…”
Oh shit. What is he doing, Is this dream tape stuck somewhere or am I hearing myself.
“Daddy?”
“Yeah”
“Can you hear me?”
“Yeah”
“Ok, It’s good.”
“Yeah”
Wait wait, Am I on hold.
“Daddy, Can you speak any other word other than Yeah ?”
“Yeah”
“It’s good, then speak”
“Yeah”
Oh my goodness.
“Daddy, Do you know my name?”
“Yeah”
Where is my shoe? I should slap my face. I’m one inch far from crying now.
“Daddy, what is my name?”
“Anjali”
Wow, At last. A miracle. Oh Thanks Dad. You are the f best. I don’t know why and what but he uses this f sometimes when he is angry. If I ask him what’s up with this f he replies as usaully, “I can’t tell you that now.”
“Well dad, You were telling me how I look. Please continue.”
“Yeah”
Oh man !! Daddy !! Stop that Yeah
….
….
….
“Why are you silent, Dad?”
“I’ve told you how you look”
God, When did this happen ? Let me scroll up once.
“Well dad, It might have happened when the dream tape is stuck. All I could listen is Yeah Yeah and Yeah.”
“No, It was not on stuck, I’ve said Yeah 9 times in a row”
Wait. It’s scroll up time. Yeah He did that, 9 times.
But who on earth will do that counting thing.
“Daddy, What are you?”
“I’m very proud. I’m an IITian”
Oh Yea, Goddamn IITian. God why did you do this to me. You’ve got no other option ?
“Pa, you didn’t say how I look”
“I did”
“You should scroll up man”
“No, I’m sure”
Break my head. I will scroll up.
“Aah, All You said is I’m the most Beautiful”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah…”
“Yeah…”
Abe Yaar. Why is he so obsessed with this f Yeah !!
“What do you mean by Yeah”
“I mean that is how you look”
“You mean This is how I look, You mean Beautiful !!”
“No, Most Beautiful”
Huh, Whatever.
“Can’t you tell me in more detail. How my eyes are, How my hair is, something more like filmi?”
“I can’t tell you that now.”
This is Blasphemy !!
“This is your Daddy”
“Did you hear me?”
“I know everything, everything on your mind”
………
……..
…….
“Daughter, You there?”
………
……..
…….
“Yeah papa”
“Why are you so silent?”
“I can’t think of anything”
“Ok, I’m sorry, You please do think, I’ll not pay any attention to what you think”
“Really ?”
“Yeah”
“Thanks”
“Yeah”
“I love you pa”
“Yeah”
“Come on man”
“I Love you too baby”
“Yeah”
“Good night, Sweet Heart”
“Yeah”
“Come on Daughter”
“Ho-ho-ho. He-he-he. Good night pa”
Hm People. Here I present you my sweet pa. I Love him so much. “Yeah !!”
I Hate Vijay
Once Varun asked me "How does it feel when you are drunk?"
I came with a simple answer immediately, "Whatever you may talk, Good/Bad, Truth/~Truth, All you do is Exaggerate. Instead of calling one simply "a friend/a lover", You end up with a shakesphere like "You are five senses and five elements." And here Degree of friendship is not questioned. If you're trying to fuck someone you'll make it the worst unforgettable day for him/her."
Varun was actually writing a story in which one character is a drunkard. So, He wanted to know by himself. But I was always there to help him and I did. And the converstion went to bring up some more things.
There is better than Drinking. What you do is..
Get up early in the morning, Do little exercise,
Have a warm shower, Eat nice breakfast,
Drench your soul with Hot n Happening News
AND
Go to a 7:30 Class, A/C Classroom is recommended.
Now you'll know what is Uncontrollable. Your senses may not stop you when you are seeing or hearing or talking BAD, but this time they'll.
You can't stop your eyes and ears protecting you from BAD, Yea, Here BAD is listening to classes. Classes are to sleep, If you can't sleep hypnotize yourself but Sleep.
Here is an interesting Scene.
It was a Friday, So we went out for dinner on foot. We ate good and everyone of Jayanth, Gautam and I were very lazy to move our asses. So, We thought how would it be If some bakra would come to pick us up, Better if he's got a Bike. There's nothing to think, The one and only one who's clearly visible to naked eyes was/is Vijay.R. We immediately called him up,
"Hey Vijay, You got bike with you now ?"
"Yea, Yes."
"Gautam is drunk, Come help us." [Gautam never touches daaru, He hates it]
"Ha ? You booz without me !! WTF !! Wait, I'm coming." [I'll Kick y'll.]
We started walking towards our hostels and our luck was showering flowers on us. When Vijay came we were in a dark place, So he could not make out if Gautam was really drunk, but I could see a wicked smile on Gautam's face which he can't wipe off. So, Vijay dropped Gautam, and Gautam told him that this is all made up. Vijay lost his mind and didn't reply for some hours.
At last, he came up with this, "Wat loser, you people could've asked me for a lift. Why to use such Cheap tricks." !! Darling, we were using Cheat Tricks, We wanted to fool you. Seriously, it's not me, blame J.B.
I don't know if Vijay was waiting for a Revenge, But he did take.
Again on Sunday, We usually eat in our hostel mess. But Vijay,
"We'll go to GIH."
GIH is 7-8 kms away from Campus of IIT, So I thought It would be a good idea, Let's breath some fresh air. And hopefully, this place would be secluded from those same faces of IIT. So, What, Let's Go, Speed Up. Vrooooom.
I had no plans to get drunk, but Vijay had. He started with Smirn-Off c/t, which we both didn't like because of its softness and performance. We turned to our lucky brand which never failed us, R.C. Vijay was slow, but I was not feeling good, So I didn't take time to drink, To lift spirits up, It's time for Bottoms UP, in a Row. That has got a history of adverse effects on me. After that I didn't remember what happened.
After a while I saw myself sitting on the road with our Bike parked in the middle of the Road. It was raining, No it was pouring. And We were pouring Beer into our souls. Bender bending our backs !! Then I blacked out, Where was I ?, I'm in my room with fresh clothes on me but stinking air. How did we do 7 kms, Who drove and How he drove is still a mystery. But Everyone can easily make out that Vijay almost killed me, I hate him.
I wish I could give you some more details.
But sorry, We don't Drink. :P
I came with a simple answer immediately, "Whatever you may talk, Good/Bad, Truth/~Truth, All you do is Exaggerate. Instead of calling one simply "a friend/a lover", You end up with a shakesphere like "You are five senses and five elements." And here Degree of friendship is not questioned. If you're trying to fuck someone you'll make it the worst unforgettable day for him/her."
Varun was actually writing a story in which one character is a drunkard. So, He wanted to know by himself. But I was always there to help him and I did. And the converstion went to bring up some more things.
There is better than Drinking. What you do is..
Get up early in the morning, Do little exercise,
Have a warm shower, Eat nice breakfast,
Drench your soul with Hot n Happening News
AND
Go to a 7:30 Class, A/C Classroom is recommended.
Now you'll know what is Uncontrollable. Your senses may not stop you when you are seeing or hearing or talking BAD, but this time they'll.
You can't stop your eyes and ears protecting you from BAD, Yea, Here BAD is listening to classes. Classes are to sleep, If you can't sleep hypnotize yourself but Sleep.
Here is an interesting Scene.
It was a Friday, So we went out for dinner on foot. We ate good and everyone of Jayanth, Gautam and I were very lazy to move our asses. So, We thought how would it be If some bakra would come to pick us up, Better if he's got a Bike. There's nothing to think, The one and only one who's clearly visible to naked eyes was/is Vijay.R. We immediately called him up,
"Hey Vijay, You got bike with you now ?"
"Yea, Yes."
"Gautam is drunk, Come help us." [Gautam never touches daaru, He hates it]
"Ha ? You booz without me !! WTF !! Wait, I'm coming." [I'll Kick y'll.]
We started walking towards our hostels and our luck was showering flowers on us. When Vijay came we were in a dark place, So he could not make out if Gautam was really drunk, but I could see a wicked smile on Gautam's face which he can't wipe off. So, Vijay dropped Gautam, and Gautam told him that this is all made up. Vijay lost his mind and didn't reply for some hours.
At last, he came up with this, "Wat loser, you people could've asked me for a lift. Why to use such Cheap tricks." !! Darling, we were using Cheat Tricks, We wanted to fool you. Seriously, it's not me, blame J.B.
I don't know if Vijay was waiting for a Revenge, But he did take.
Again on Sunday, We usually eat in our hostel mess. But Vijay,
"We'll go to GIH."
GIH is 7-8 kms away from Campus of IIT, So I thought It would be a good idea, Let's breath some fresh air. And hopefully, this place would be secluded from those same faces of IIT. So, What, Let's Go, Speed Up. Vrooooom.
I had no plans to get drunk, but Vijay had. He started with Smirn-Off c/t, which we both didn't like because of its softness and performance. We turned to our lucky brand which never failed us, R.C. Vijay was slow, but I was not feeling good, So I didn't take time to drink, To lift spirits up, It's time for Bottoms UP, in a Row. That has got a history of adverse effects on me. After that I didn't remember what happened.
After a while I saw myself sitting on the road with our Bike parked in the middle of the Road. It was raining, No it was pouring. And We were pouring Beer into our souls. Bender bending our backs !! Then I blacked out, Where was I ?, I'm in my room with fresh clothes on me but stinking air. How did we do 7 kms, Who drove and How he drove is still a mystery. But Everyone can easily make out that Vijay almost killed me, I hate him.
I wish I could give you some more details.
But sorry, We don't Drink. :P
Friday, September 28, 2007
Howdy !!
Hey !! Hi !! I almost forgot that I got a blog. Well, I've been good. How are you people?
Ask me What kept me busy ? Ask me Ask me Go Ahead. Yeah good. Yea, I heard you.
Well I was treading water. Joke ? No No, I'm serious. Y'll know that I'm an engineering student with a stagnated body and a wandering soul. Haa, I can't blame anyone in particular 'coz first culprit is the inextricable laziness in me. And I'm not in people who don't stand for themselves :D.
I have a problem, I get seriously into something but before i abide by my rules I abdicate. So, What I did is, I tried to overcome my problem and I did manage to surmount to some extent. What I did is ? I wrote. Forgot to mention, I cleared Signals & Networks and Fluid Mechanics after 4 attempts,Congrats!!. I was telling you about what I did all this time, I wrote and I'm still writing. Yea, I'm quite obsessed with the poet inside me. It's very Exciting, I'm all set to do wonders. :D
I know that this blog is not to promote myself. Let's fill my ramblings with something else.
The thing for which I'm still searching answer :
1. There is lot of chasm between fans of Prashant and Amil Paul, who lost II:3 to the Sepoy. Did he win because he is a Sepoy. I didn't find him better than Amit, Did you?
I think I Should move on, Fate is Remorseless, Prashant is born to fulfill a Prophecy !!
Recently I've not seen any movies that have enough captivated me to recollect.
Yea !! Yea !! How on earth did I forget "Amadeus", A must Watch dudes. This movie is about Mozart,The Incarnation of God. I'm not going talk about that movie, Palli [Sandeep] warned me not to reveal any thing regarding any movie.
And Yea, Life in a Metro : At first, I felt Metro was goood man, But how should I know that it's just like any other movie which is "Inspired" from Hollywood.
And go n watch "Once in a Summer" a korean movie, which is the "inspiratia" for Aditya Chopra to write the magnum-opus Veer-Zaara. Alas ! It's not a original one too, How SAD !!
So, What I was thinking is... Why should I be Sad !! When I can bring-out a Original story, Keep checking the E! credits, carefully. :-)
P.S : I didn't want this to include in that crap, 'coz I loved this.
Ask me What kept me busy ? Ask me Ask me Go Ahead. Yeah good. Yea, I heard you.
Well I was treading water. Joke ? No No, I'm serious. Y'll know that I'm an engineering student with a stagnated body and a wandering soul. Haa, I can't blame anyone in particular 'coz first culprit is the inextricable laziness in me. And I'm not in people who don't stand for themselves :D.
I have a problem, I get seriously into something but before i abide by my rules I abdicate. So, What I did is, I tried to overcome my problem and I did manage to surmount to some extent. What I did is ? I wrote. Forgot to mention, I cleared Signals & Networks and Fluid Mechanics after 4 attempts,Congrats!!. I was telling you about what I did all this time, I wrote and I'm still writing. Yea, I'm quite obsessed with the poet inside me. It's very Exciting, I'm all set to do wonders. :D
I know that this blog is not to promote myself. Let's fill my ramblings with something else.
The thing for which I'm still searching answer :
1. There is lot of chasm between fans of Prashant and Amil Paul, who lost II:3 to the Sepoy. Did he win because he is a Sepoy. I didn't find him better than Amit, Did you?
I think I Should move on, Fate is Remorseless, Prashant is born to fulfill a Prophecy !!
Recently I've not seen any movies that have enough captivated me to recollect.
Yea !! Yea !! How on earth did I forget "Amadeus", A must Watch dudes. This movie is about Mozart,The Incarnation of God. I'm not going talk about that movie, Palli [Sandeep] warned me not to reveal any thing regarding any movie.
And Yea, Life in a Metro : At first, I felt Metro was goood man, But how should I know that it's just like any other movie which is "Inspired" from Hollywood.
And go n watch "Once in a Summer" a korean movie, which is the "inspiratia" for Aditya Chopra to write the magnum-opus Veer-Zaara. Alas ! It's not a original one too, How SAD !!
So, What I was thinking is... Why should I be Sad !! When I can bring-out a Original story, Keep checking the E! credits, carefully. :-)
P.S : I didn't want this to include in that crap, 'coz I loved this.
Chak De ! Oh, Chak De ! India
Shahrukh who's been experimenting to shed his image and get into other skins is of course successful except doing some like Paheli. King Khan was just so perfect for Kabir Khan. Oh, Where did you see Shahrukh, I saw Kabir Khan. Jaideep Sahni wrote a brilliant World-Class story. Shimit Amin did an unforgettable job. Girls were Brilliant. Everything seemed so perfect except, How McDonald's changed the course of the movie. What did Kabir do to bring back 'em ?
Still, It's not time for complaining, It's time to Celebrate, to Rejoice a wonderful movie, and to praise the Indians for their breathtaking performance to win the "Ain't Cricket" Twenty20.
Chak De ! India.
Shahrukh who's been experimenting to shed his image and get into other skins is of course successful except doing some like Paheli. King Khan was just so perfect for Kabir Khan. Oh, Where did you see Shahrukh, I saw Kabir Khan. Jaideep Sahni wrote a brilliant World-Class story. Shimit Amin did an unforgettable job. Girls were Brilliant. Everything seemed so perfect except, How McDonald's changed the course of the movie. What did Kabir do to bring back 'em ?
Still, It's not time for complaining, It's time to Celebrate, to Rejoice a wonderful movie, and to praise the Indians for their breathtaking performance to win the "Ain't Cricket" Twenty20.
Chak De ! India.
As I Recall
I've known Narender from my U.K.G along with other guy Prabhakar, who had left to other place in 4th Standard. Narender, was my Bench mate, my Copy guide during Exams, A Genius , A Mad Cricket Fan and One of the "Ocean Three".
Though we didn't try hard or give care to be in one bench, We ultimately landed up in the same bench,That harsh was the fate on us, Curse our Teachers. When I was a average Student [I Guess, I'm no more], He used to help me a lot in my exams to double my marks, We invented a lot of different copy practices on our own for our own sakes in fact for my own.
This Ocean 3 is Interesting, I don't know who started this.But this reminds me "Kids are Innocent,Who Said?"
We had a team of 3 when we were in Standard 3, The Dhoom Machale Team, Exclusively formed to stop the most happening "Theft" of that times in our classes. Everyday one or the other used to lose a Pencil or a Eraser or something which is worth of. Prabhakar,Naren and I, The three gr8 Intelligents contributed a little attention to it & came up with something which most of people don't anticipate. We used the theory from old sayings, "Thorn for a Thorn" ..and 'A Theft for a Theft", We made our eyes small, and disguised ourselves in Who? Who are we? "Thief Thief Thief". So what we gotta do now ?? Steal things before someone else steals, So that We won't give Mr.A a chance for his gain.
Well we started stealing things. Now people started losing things at a faster Rate, Prosperous.
Congrats and Kudos !! This Ocean 3 was about to do the most biggest burglary ever known if Prabhakar would not have put the breaks on.
How did he do it ? Well,I,Rajiv Seelam,lost my color Box !! A thief has been robbed !! Who is dare enough to intrude into our DEN [Yes, we use to hide things at a secret place]. But I guess I lost my own color box. Oh God, Now we all were astonished by the Twist. Who could steal from us ??. So,We thought we should stop our Dhoom hungama, for a span of time, and let all settle down.
But on a good sunny day the mystery unfolds itself, The one who stole my color box, was one of Ocean 3 !! What ?? Yeah,You heard it Right,Some one from our team did this mischief,Cheating !! He's none other than,Prabhakar.
So people, this is not to defame Prabhakar, Just I thought I would share it with you. The Ocean 3 ended up with some conditions laid by Broken Heart Rajiv {not to reveal our identities} on Prabhakar were : [They are Funny !!]
Rajiv : "Prabhakar, If i should keep my mouth shut, You should stop talking to your family."
Prabh: "Rajiv, How can i do it, After all It's my Family"
Rajiv : "Ok, Let me think of another punishment"
[After a while]
Rajiv : "You should sit on a tree for a whole night on a rainy day." [What was I thinking ?!! God knows]
Prabh: "Ok, This is ok." [What was he thinking, OMG !!]
Anyway none of these happened, Naren,Prabh and I are still best friends though we lose touch for big time sometimes. Well,Still,there's nothing to complain,These beautiful remnants make your life more special.
Well, Sorry for the spoiler, Aditya Chopra is considering our story for
::: Dhooom : "3" ::: :P
Thank you.
To spice up I would like to mention names and the things which we stole from them, I'm trying my best to recall,
1. K.Shiva [Class Leader, Sec C] : Mechanical Pencil.
2.Raaga Navya : Pencil, Naren forgot to bring pencil. So we thought why to buy !! Let's Steal Baby !!
3.Vijay : First Robbery, Mechanical Pencil, Actually we thought he was Mr.A :D
Sorry I don't remember many, but we had some 5-10 thefts in our basket.
Hi to all Friends !! Where ever you are, Rock !! All the best for everything.
Though we didn't try hard or give care to be in one bench, We ultimately landed up in the same bench,That harsh was the fate on us, Curse our Teachers. When I was a average Student [I Guess, I'm no more], He used to help me a lot in my exams to double my marks, We invented a lot of different copy practices on our own for our own sakes in fact for my own.
This Ocean 3 is Interesting, I don't know who started this.But this reminds me "Kids are Innocent,Who Said?"
We had a team of 3 when we were in Standard 3, The Dhoom Machale Team, Exclusively formed to stop the most happening "Theft" of that times in our classes. Everyday one or the other used to lose a Pencil or a Eraser or something which is worth of. Prabhakar,Naren and I, The three gr8 Intelligents contributed a little attention to it & came up with something which most of people don't anticipate. We used the theory from old sayings, "Thorn for a Thorn" ..and 'A Theft for a Theft", We made our eyes small, and disguised ourselves in Who? Who are we? "Thief Thief Thief". So what we gotta do now ?? Steal things before someone else steals, So that We won't give Mr.A a chance for his gain.
Well we started stealing things. Now people started losing things at a faster Rate, Prosperous.
Congrats and Kudos !! This Ocean 3 was about to do the most biggest burglary ever known if Prabhakar would not have put the breaks on.
How did he do it ? Well,I,Rajiv Seelam,lost my color Box !! A thief has been robbed !! Who is dare enough to intrude into our DEN [Yes, we use to hide things at a secret place]. But I guess I lost my own color box. Oh God, Now we all were astonished by the Twist. Who could steal from us ??. So,We thought we should stop our Dhoom hungama, for a span of time, and let all settle down.
But on a good sunny day the mystery unfolds itself, The one who stole my color box, was one of Ocean 3 !! What ?? Yeah,You heard it Right,Some one from our team did this mischief,Cheating !! He's none other than,Prabhakar.
So people, this is not to defame Prabhakar, Just I thought I would share it with you. The Ocean 3 ended up with some conditions laid by Broken Heart Rajiv {not to reveal our identities} on Prabhakar were : [They are Funny !!]
Rajiv : "Prabhakar, If i should keep my mouth shut, You should stop talking to your family."
Prabh: "Rajiv, How can i do it, After all It's my Family"
Rajiv : "Ok, Let me think of another punishment"
[After a while]
Rajiv : "You should sit on a tree for a whole night on a rainy day." [What was I thinking ?!! God knows]
Prabh: "Ok, This is ok." [What was he thinking, OMG !!]
Anyway none of these happened, Naren,Prabh and I are still best friends though we lose touch for big time sometimes. Well,Still,there's nothing to complain,These beautiful remnants make your life more special.
Well, Sorry for the spoiler, Aditya Chopra is considering our story for
::: Dhooom : "3" ::: :P
Thank you.
To spice up I would like to mention names and the things which we stole from them, I'm trying my best to recall,
1. K.Shiva [Class Leader, Sec C] : Mechanical Pencil.
2.Raaga Navya : Pencil, Naren forgot to bring pencil. So we thought why to buy !! Let's Steal Baby !!
3.Vijay : First Robbery, Mechanical Pencil, Actually we thought he was Mr.A :D
Sorry I don't remember many, but we had some 5-10 thefts in our basket.
Hi to all Friends !! Where ever you are, Rock !! All the best for everything.
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