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Conflicts Stand

It is happening around the world. ‘Conflict’ is the most apt word that I can choose.

It all started with revolutions across Africa and Middle East a couple of years back. My house agent in Singapore was worried to sell her Land in Native Egypt at Revolution Prizes. Revolution Spread. But were the rebels bound by a single ideology, or were against one? I prefer to think that it was the later.

Slowly it turned out that there was a war in Syria. One fine morning I saw Bashar al-Assad justify himself on Bloomberg. I thought that he was a very decent and presentable guy, probably he was correct. Probably the first nations had some ulterior motives to disgrace him by accusing him of using chemical weapons. There was a Conflict, between right and wrong I thought.

Things slowly turned to Ukraine. Russian vested interests had made the matter even more complicated. One of my friends, who works for an Indian investment bank got a request from senior management to help identify all Russian and Ukrainian account; probably to freeze the accounts. Crimea became a war Zone. There was conflict of old and young, regionalism and Nationalism, Tradition and Modern Thought. Above all, I thought that there was a conflict between might and mouse.

Then comes the ISIS. The Islamic state of Iraq has put up a mind boggling ‘war’, if I am allowed to call it so. The Sunni Minority rose to the decades stretching Oppression? Tony Blair was very ahead in condemning that the Iraqi war of America and Britain is the reason for this current state of affairs in Iraq. Was in not Britain and France’s strategy in the World War I that has caused a thousand and one con-circumstances in this region? Surprisingly, America and Iran are ‘trying’ to collaborate on this issue of fighting the Iraqi Sunni Jihadists. I often wonder if the assurance of American support makes a country more cowardly; South Vietnam for Instance.

As the topping on a blood cake, comes the Karachi airport attacks in Pakistan. The state that has an intelligence network built on certain principles, is now succumbing to the leftists of the same ideologies. KGB was not dreaded for no ordinary reason. People working in KGB were psychologically, in a dimension that a Free State psychiatrist could not gauge. They worked for a blind ideal, devoid of any scientific reasoning, and worked hard, With the collapse of the Soviet Union, came the collapse of communist ideology (to a larger extent, before it rose again with China). ISI has latched on to one of the core concepts of Islam and probably re-dimensioned it to its advantage. With all due respect, I would like to say that people who are too attached to something will eventually go bonkers if they sense a minor threat to what they love. ISI has used this psychological condition to their advantage for long, before it got bitten by the same snake that they have been feeding.

I am not sure if I have been more observant of late, or if it is really true, I feel like I am living in one of the most turbulent times since the World War II.

I hope Peace reclaims this planet one more, whatever consequences the human race might have to pay. Hope the Flora and Fauna of the planet prevails.

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This rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate Journal

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgment, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

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Dhanadhan Dhoni

It is 3:13 am in the morning and I just came out of my room, not able to bear the dismal show put up by the Indian Batting line up (the best in the world on the paper… supposedly) in their final match against South Africa at the T20 World cup Final.

So what do I do now, my lower eye brow right eye is…you know… literally translating.. kind of shaking, generally people say it indicates that something good is going to happen, but I think that this is an after effect of sleeping for 13 hours a day (from morning 4 am to 5 pm in the evening). So what good would happen if I slept for13 hours a day.. hmm.

What do we have here in the other window of my comp?! Oh, this is my regular Gulti gossip site, and there is an Aishwary Rai album and the title reads “Gallery: Spicy Aishwarya Rai on Verve”. Was she ever spicy? I never found her spicy!! In the earlier part of her career, I did not even find her beautiful. But as time passed by, she became (or might be I started finding her) beautiful, kind of Elven (the LOTR Elven I mean) glow became more visible in her. And unfortunately, that’s when she got married to “red Bandar”!  Otherwise, the only woman I have always thought to be beautiful was Sonali Bendre!! There was no other bollywood actress whom I could ever compare with her in terms of Beauty.

It is 3:19 am now and I will soon be on the sofa, trying to sleep in this very uncomfortable mattress that is spread on it. Harbhajan’s just out and India needs 31 of 16 balls! Does India have the balls… I don’t care! Wow, this phrase I don’t care is a very good one!! One could always say this and get relieved from whatever junk he has in his mind. But right now, I seriously don’t care about this Indian match. I know Avi and Deepak would be watching this match (mostly because of their fantasy teams, if I am not wrong, they should have put Yuvraj in their team… ). I have been watching too much cricket and it started to bore me. And think I am following a new mantra, I worry for things that I can control ( which I obviously don’t do, I don’t worry for things which r most imp to me sometimes!!).

One can find out from this piece of writing (if they are jobless enough to read till here) that I am too sleepy, and I want the readers to note a point that, a person deprived of sleep is equal to an alcoholic in a certain way.  It is 3:35 am in my comp and Yuvraj is Out. But I wil have to remind my readers again that I don’t care!

I love Dhoni - The doodh wala!

MAN!!! What the bloody fcukin fcuk!!! We are losing all the matches that We are playing man!! B*****D World Champions!! I have been writing all this bullshit, just to pass my time and see the end over of match because I would not be able to see the losing match.

Kool vanga Kool…..  deep breath… I don’t care… Dhoni, U are “awesome shit!”!

And now Cricbuzz reads “Proteos shun hapless India”. Nice work Dhoni!! Keep it up!! 3:48 am and I am off to sleep….

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So, I had an accident today. My Bro was dropping me to the GMAT classes, 7 AM in the morning and on the highway. 80 Kmph speed at the start of stage 1. My bro was riding the bike.

A truck was crossing the divider to get into the gully on our side of the lane. My bro first thought of crossing the truck from the front, can see it from the path in stage 1.

Later he decided that with the pickup from this bike, he could not afford to do that. So he changed the trajectory to stage 2, decelerated from 80 kmph to 40 kmph.

At the end of stage 2, he got mad! He suddenly got pissed at the driver that he had come to a halt and that my bros calculations were goin wrong, instead of breaking further, he removed his leg from the brake and was trying to eye the truck driver!!! Donno, might be to scold him or somethin!!

And then came stage 3, where he was on VELOCITY of 40kmph, I came to understand that somethin was wrong and was like “dude look!!” “dude look!!” BANGcrashTring, we were on the road.

I was alrite, 2 bruises thats it. Bro had bad hand brush. He shouted (still both of us on the road), Bhai!! haat chud gaya lagta hain!! I was tensed. People gathered around, Good thing, nothin on his head and hes walking. Someone called Ambulance, He was put on stretchers and moved to the hospital.He was able to move the hand by then! I concluded that it was nt a fracture and then i started smiling. I was looking at him and smiling!! LOL!

His hand got badly brushed though… got 13 stitches on the elbow! People asked me to take a tetanus injection for my bruises, which i did not, for some reason :S. I came back home, bro came back after 2 hours, x-ray and radiography test….

He deserved it…

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There has been nothing interesting recently guys, I made my famous gajar ka halwa day before yesterday. It turned out awesome, like the last time when i made it in 4.1 or 4.2, dont remember well. Mom did agree that it was better than her version. Seems to be the dessert i make the best, followed by gajar ka halwa and that followed by cake… :D.Was thinking of a mithai bhandar in spore, what say, any financiers? Can put in chat bhandar later!! OK, will cut this crap.

GMAT classes are taking up most of the time (no bloody gals in that class!), and kind of doing some research on literature in the remaining time, not to mention applying for jobs and stuff. Alreasy running, but will be back soon. Mean while, there is power cut in hyderabad, every afternoon 2pm to 4pm, crippling me bad!! And in the remaining time, my bloody bro is busy chattin to his various friends, let him have fun. Yea, not to mention he got cought yesterday by mom and dad for having some girls pics in “my pictures” folder :D. I have no clue why dad even tried to fiddle around with the computer! It was so funny to see mom asking bro and as he was cought off guard, he gave some stupid explanation and mom got more suspicious. I LIKED IT :D. I seriously hope my dad doesn’t fiddle with my comp!! He would be a bit sorry if he does that. I cannot help him. I have my passwords and stuff, hope that will keep him at bay!!

Meanwhile, two pieces of narcissist art….

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Children & Friends!

My aunt gave birth to a baby girl yesterday!!! It is after a long time that i was seeing a newborn kid. Last time i did, i was 10 years, and it was a girl again, sister (my mom’s sister’s daughter). But then i didnt feel much. As far as i remember, I was more involved in relishing the fruits that guests bought for my aunt. I tried to touch my sister then, but I was stopped abruptly by my mom saying that I shdnt touch a new born kid! “But aunt is kissing her, u are touching her, then why shouldn’t I?” … “You should not be doing it because your hands are too dirty to touch a newborn, now go out of here and play with your brother!!” shouted my mom. I was a little bit disappointed, but soon I was busy with my brother enacting some scenes from He-Man, or some other “Man”. Happens when you are a kid.

Last memory of stumbling upon an infant was “the cafe iguana encounter” on someones bday, 3 months back . Me, Suchit, Ankur and Prachi were trying to get a reservation in Cafe Iguana when Prachi showed me an infant. The kiddo was so god damn cute and small!!  WAIT!! WTF, infant at cafe Iguana!! That kid should be 1 week old or something, IN CAFE IGUANA?! WHAT KIND OF MOM!! Me and prachi were staring at the kid and had a small discussion on the the very same topic while Ankur was a bit busy trying to get us some reservation in Cafe Iguana ( On this not, Ankur bhai, All Indians are my brothers and sisters except around 20 girls, safe side, and prachi is not in that 20 girls, so yea dont feel threatened 🙂 ). All this while, Suchit was standing beside us and would have been thinking “Kya Chootiapa baatein Kar Rahe Hain yeh Dono?!”

And yea, coming back to my aunt, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl!! As usual I was not allowed to kiss her or make any sorts of direct physical contact, but I got to carry her in my arms. She was carefully covered with a white cloth (which might have been sterilized or something). And for a moment there, I started to envy the kid. She smiled, a grace, that would brighten up the darkest pits of hell……… Before I could decipher her emotion from the smile, it disappeared into some other emotion but this smile was already incarcerated in my eyes. She was lovely!

I congratulated my uncle upon his success :P. He is my dad’s brother. Has three buffaloes in the village and a 5 acre land, think he is growing cotton this season. He and aunt were happy, but unfortunately, they did not seem to be very happy. They wanted a boy. My mom started shouting at my uncle when she came to know about this. She went to the extent of exchanging my brother (Harshavardhan) with his daughter!! (LOL, you should have seen my brother shout at this comment of hers when we came back home). Still the same old village minds, but yea, I think the situation is lot better in my family when it comes to the other houses in the village! Soon there will be a party, there is a tradition of  21st day party when the child is born. Will be going back to my village to have fun. Damn this Sun. So god damn hot.

Now a small fun game:

What would AGASTYA do if he saw a cute kid?!

(Situation: A cute kid comes into his room from neighboring apartment..)

“Do u want a chocolate? Let me buy you a chocolate naa! Wait!! Wont it be a better idea if I made that chocolate for you naa. Yes Yes, or let me see, I cant make chocolate, so we will make cookies or………” (agastya wants to be different! He wants to be recognized by the boy forever!!).

The kid will feel confused and after some time he would go to his mom and say “Mom, that big hair uncle over there, the one who has hair all over his body, the caveman uncle…..  seems to be dumb, I cant understand his language!! All he keeps saying is “naa”, should we show him to a doctor?”.

What would DEEPAK do if he saw a cute kid?!

(Situation: A talkative kid (BOY) from the neighborhood comes into deepaks room by mistake, deepak is busy on his comp)

Boy says: Hi Uncle.

Deepak: (gives the kid a glance and looks back into computer) Hi.

Boy: Uncle….., you are so tall like a tv tower!

Deepak:(looking into comp) OK

Boy: Uncle, what are you doing?

Deepak: (looking into comp) I am busy checking girls in Facebook.

Boy: OK, do you want to play with me and my friends?

Deepak: (looking into comp) I dont play games your with people of your age, and neither do i play with people of your sex now a days.

Boy: Ok, So i will leave then.

Deepak: (still looking into the computer) OK.

Deepak: (looks at the leaving boy) dude Wait !!

Boy: Yes Uncle!

Deepak: Do u have an older sister?

Boy: Yes Uncle.

Deepak: What does she do?

Boy: She goes to college.

Deepak: Boy, I think i will play with you, and from now on you can call me Bro-in-law! So lets play in you house??

What would Avinash do in similar situation?

( I should tell you avinash is one big kid lover!! and NO, hes not a pedophile…)

Avinash: Kuchi kuchi, such cuteeeee kid, come here!!

Kid: [is scared looking at him]

Avinash: You want chocolate? You want Mars bar? or do you want kitkat? Anything u like!!

Kid: [Scared to death looking at avinash’s laughter]

[ Power gone, lights gone, avinash takes out a lighter from his pocket and lights it in front of his face, looks at kid]

[Kid runs off]

[Avinash, as he is still confused why the boy ran off…. the light comes back]

[Avinash notices water all around at the place the kid was standing…. realizes the boy pissed in his pants when the lighter incident happened]

[Poor chap Avinash, as much as he loves children, he opted to stay away from them since that day]

What would SHANTY do in such situation:

Boy: Hi Uncle

Shanty: Abe udhar hi kyon khada hain, andar aaja!!

[Boy comes in, not knowing what is going to happen to him soon]

Shanty: Cigrette peeta hain? (do u smoke?)

Boy: Mummy bolti hain ki .. [before boy could complete the statement]

Shanty: Abe mummy ko maar goli!! Chal aaja sutta le….

Boy: [starts smoking]

Shanty: Daru peeta hain?

Boy: Mummy bolti…

Shanty: Abe sale, kya bola main tereku?! (slaps him on the head)

Boy: Mummy ko goli maro….

Shanty: Phir, daru laa, udhar table pe hain, serve kar, tu “shot glass” me daru daal le, mere liye woh “lassi glass” me daru dal ke de…

Boy: ok Uncle.

Shanty: Abe uncle kisko bolta hain?! Virginity lose hone se kuch farak nahi padta, shaadi hone ke baad uncle bula, samjhaa?!

Boy: Ok…. bhaiya.

Shanty: Waise tu virgin hain??

Boy: woh kya hota hain bhaiya?

Shanty: woh yeh hain ki …..  [thinks for a while] chal chod de…. i am too lazy to eplain things to you now, jaake tere biology teached se pooch kar kal batana mujhe….

What would SUCHIT had a similar situation?

Kid: Hi Uncle?

Suchit: Abe sale tune uncle bola? Koun hain tu? Andar kaise aa gaya bhai? Abhi ek ladki pati nahi, aur tune mujhe uncle bol diya?! Kya yaar!! Mujhe kuwaara nahi marna!!

wait, waise tu hain koun?

Kid: I stay in the apartment beside you, just shifted our house.

Suchit: Abe sale, ek tho Uncle bola, aur ab english me baat kar raha hain?! Dimag mat sanka, pehle hi yeh Uttar Pradesh main paida hoke thode BHAI traits aa gaye hain muj me.

Kid: Sorry bhaiya!

Suchit: Ab ja aur jyada disturb math karna mujhe, waise hi office me chapto ne haalat kharab kar rakhi hain meri, sale log. Mujhe shanti se youtube videos dekhne de!! Samjha?!


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Yea, so i think this was on 22nd of June 2006 if i remember the day properly. Me, my uncle and my grandparents were touring the north Island of New Zea land, we reached Taupo the previous day. I was told by mu uncle that I could do many adventure sports in this place, Sky diving (he already did that, I even got to see the video of it), Bungee, rafting etc.

Next day morning, I chose skydiving! Quiet impulsive! You start falling off from a plane which is at an altitude of 10,000 feet and fall for almost 4 mins (if i am not wrong) to an altitude of 4000 feet. The para sailor who is along with you opens up ur parachute at this altitude and u slowly fall in an awesome taupo lake with water at freezing 3 degrees! (Dude i havent gone below 19 degrees my entire life!). As all these thoughts were going on in my mind at the sky diving sport center, one personnel walks to my uncle and informs him that sky diving is closed for the day because the winds are too strong for para sailing after the diving part. I was like, WTFFF!! So i had to make to with Bungee now!! Damn!

SO we moved towards Taupo Bungee center. We took a ticket, 200 NZ$, they would give me a vide and 3 pics. And if i come back in the next six months, i can do this for just 60$… blah blah. Slowly i started getting excited about this too! There was a queue, quiet some number of people were to bungee before it was my chance. My uncle and grand parents went to a distant spot so that they could get a better view of my bungee. There was music (think you can listen to the noisy misic in this video). I was laughing at people who were scared to do the bungee!! Sometimes it was couples, two people bungeeing togather (Damn!! I will come back and do this couple thingie sometime, i thought!). [For the gulti guys, it was seriously like brahmanandam in Nuvvu Naku Nachavu movie, before he was on the roller coaster].

BTW, the bungee parameters, 149 feet~ 50 meters.

I got into the jumping cabin and that is where this video starts. You can see me tapping my feet to the music in the beginning. Too excited to bungee!! Afterall I can come back and boast about this to my friends!! I was too excited. If u see the video carefully, you will find that i already got out once even before the instructor girl asked me to. I was made to sit down again (she wasnt done with tying my legs properly yet!!). Finally when the tying part was done, i was taken to the edge. I looked down.

PANICCCCCCC!!!! WTF, I AM NOT OUT OF MY MIND!! I AM NOT BLOODY GONNA DO THIS!! ARE PEOPLE MAD TO JUMP FROM THESE HEIGHTS?!?! AND THAT TOO “ULTA LATKOFYING” (hanging upside down)?!?! Was i breathing?!, i dont remember, all i remember was that i was clinging to the nearest THING (as u can see from the video). I BLOODY DONT KNOW HOW TO SWIM AND I AM AFRAID OF HEIGHTS!! I AM HYDROPHIC TOO!!

Vanga: I dont want to do this!!

Instructor: This is bungee, it is scary, thats why people do it!!

Vanga: No i dont want to do this!! (but yea, uncle already paid 200$, if i dont do this bungee now, my uncle will throw me off this bungee place without a rope…)

Instructor: So you dont want to do it?!

Vanga: OK!! I will be doing it, but please start releasing the bungee rope once i jump so that i will have lesser impact and I can get down faster! (bloody hell, i was thinking of physics at this point of time! Unbelievable!!).

Instructor: OK! (that woman knew she wouldn’t do all this!! she tactified me :S).

Vanga: ( Thinking of something to control phobias ___________________________ ). [Guys cannot blog what i was thinking :P]

Instructor: Look at the camera and smile!! Rise your hands! Look there ( I was like, is there some other guy taking a picture of mine from that far?)


For the next 2 minutes, i dont know what the hell was happening. I didnt scream a bit, i was rolling and rolling, I couldnt touch the water beneath (my jump tactics weren’t right!! BECAUSE I WAS BLOODY PUSHED :S). Slowly i was pulled back up by the string, my heart was not beating, I was not shouting. Everything was as silent as death, all i felt was my body falling free and being pulled back up again and again.

Then the rescue (everything was still silent), they slowly started releasing the tight rope. The raft beneath got me into it. They dropped me on the shore, the sounds started coming back into my ears! I could now feel that I am breathing and a question popped up… did i breathe all this time?! Because i want breathing normally, I was breathing as if I have been deprived of air for last 100 years!!

And now a sense of achievement started filling my heart!! I ran up to where my uncle and grand parents were standing!! I started thinking: How would it have been if i did a 4 minute free fall from sky diving?! Simple…. I would not be here to write this post…

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Anviti and the Joker!!

Now this i say is BAD!!! Come on man, for once someone acknowledge the fact that I am handsome!!! Of late i have been playing a lot with children of a cousin sister. Two US (ABCDs) born children, Sohan (8 year old the boy) and Anvithi (5 year old girl). I myself seem to love children a lot and my brother is even better in this business(a bit kiddish though, he starts fighting with the children if by any chance the child starts disliking him).

These two kids dont seem to be differentiating between me and my brother. I, as usual try to make them laugh with my goofy acts (which i dont think need much explanation!) and i see is that they laugh. This method might have some serious problems in real life, where u might be considered as a fool for doing such kind of things…. With these children it wont be much of a problem..It is nice to see them laugh! And my brother follows a different method, he makes them happy by giving them whatever they want, getting Anvithi Barbie games and Sohan some PSP games…

There was this conversation that had been initiated by the children, that my brother looks huge and i look like the smaller one(with these children itself), and i was teasin my brother to be too huge (obese, which he aint anyways).. the kids started acknowledgin the fact, and i was happy for a while… Who thought my happiness was short lived!!

Later the four of us planned to go out and my bro was in front of the dressing table… gettin ready. Anviti saw him and said that he looked handsome!! OK, this was bearable, I couldnt sit quiet and had to ask her Who was more handsome, me or my brother?? ( donno if it wd have helped if i simply asked her if i was handsome :S )

TAKKK came the reply!!                          U look more like a joker!!

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Haah!! It has already been two weeks since i came back home, watchin cricket, the ongoing cricket series between india and lanka, MAN THE PATHAN BROTHERS!! they were really awesome yesterday, hittin a massive 60 runs of 25 balls!! I thought it shd be yusuf who shd do most of the work as irfan was out of form, but soon irfan overtook yusuf!! I hav always been a fan of Irfan pathan, i dont know whats holdin him back after so much experience in international cricket, why does he lose form with the ball and bat!

Mean time, it is elections time in India and with various legislative assemblies startin in states like UP and AP, is giving ample entertainment for people all over india! Some people in UP assembly threw paper balls on the governer. Was hearing the AP assembly session for a while and was totally awed by the stupid meanings that one politician makes out of others remarks and vice versa. Satyam issue was being discussed yday here. Both Chandrababu and Rajashekar reddy were aweful, chandrababu leading the charts.

And yea, there was a poll which showed that MAYAVATI could become the next prime minister!! Man, that day, i donno what wd happen… NO COMMENTS!! Hope u people get what I mean. The BJP, allies and all started the issue of babri masjid. This time for the minorities strangely, all these parties are apologisin,… Kalyan singh is!

And one more thing to take into notice during the election campaign is the Terrorist Issue!! Al-quida warnin India, that India shdnt attack pakistan, how very funny!! And yesterday itself i was considering to get into the army (I dont think i will qualify their physical criteria anyways). Seems there is some strong feeling among people that BJP shd come into power so that they take some strict actions against terrorism in the neighboring country, the world’s leading, deadly terrorist breeding centre seems!! India has already been termed as a very soft state when it comes to terrorism by some of the US diplomats. US doesnt seem to be caring much, but i think India shd, we are right beside this terror shit hole man!!

Next topic, did watch luck by chance yday, was a nice movie! I give it 4 stars. U people might have watched already, just in case. Thats it for now!! So have fun and take care.

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Love Indyaa!!

In India!! I was in home most of the time. On 3rd of February I think, I went to apply for a bike and car driving license. They made the method quiet strict it seems! One needs to stay in India for a month (minimum to convert his learning license into a Driving license). Some computerized system!

My dad already called some uncle of mine to make our process easier. I went to the license centre (RTO Office), and filled up the form for learning license. Was in line for 45 god damn minutes man!! I have not been in a line for so long! (Last time I was in line, might be marches when Indus parents came to Singapore). Much worse this was, because it was an Indian line man!! Some people used to just come in between the line, and people behind me would call them and ask them to leave, gali galouch etc etc. I was maintaining a distance of 2 inches from the person in front of me. And the guy standing behind me, already dangerously close to me, was asking me to close in that 2 inches of gap :S !! Guys, haven’t u heard the concept of “gay stuff”! Got used to it a lot in spore where I have a couple of bisexual friends (I aint one of them!!). Finally done with the payment of chaalan fees. 60 rupees for car with gears, and 30 for bike with gears. Now comes the RECOMMANDITION TIME ;). My dad already called one of the officials in the RTO head quarters; he called the sub quarters, where I was getting my license issued. There was a procedure after paying the chaalan.

1) These people will take a photo and thumb impression

2) Then there will be a test, multiple choice traffic test or something.

Since I am a recommendation candidate, I directly went in and met the authorized person. He sent me into the photo room immediately, took the thumb impression, Gave me a chair to sit before my number could be called for the test. And when my number came, I went in to give the test. I am like what the hell shd I do!! I donno shit abt the Indian traffic rules. Two people beside me were writing their own test. I started to get a little bit worried. The test started and I was like WTFFFFF, the test questions are in telugu and I need to complete 20 questions in 20 mins. God save me and I started the test! Read the first sentence of the question and by that time the instructor came in and marked all the answers in 1 min, I scored 19/20… I came out. Haaaah… I have a learning license now! Why wouldn’t I love India man!! Tell me!! This is India!!

Apart from that nothing much friends, normal going….. Hope u people havin a nice time. Catchya later!!

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