There is no such thing as too much of chocolate and too many women!!

Monday, February 28, 2005

All the kings horses and all the kings men!

This is the story of two brothers, Hing and Ming. Each was devoted to the search for the cure. They differed greatly on how it was to be found.

One day their pet chicken fell ill, began to molt, and soon lost all of its feathers [exclamation point removed]. The brothers decided that this would be an ideal test case and agreed to each spend two months trying to cure the chicken.

Hing immediately went back to the university. Having boned up on ornithology and traditional Chinese medicine, he decided that the answer was a prescription of gum-tree leaf tea. He gathered bushels of the tea leaves, brewed gallons of the tea, and poured it into the chicken for the two months.

Meanwhile, Ming traveled all around China, praying at the shrines of his ancestors. One night he had a dream. His ancestors appeared and told him to feed the chicken tea made from gum-tree leaves [triple exclamation points removed]. Ming, aware of his brother's lack of success, decided that the problem was quantity. He gathered whole CARTLOADS of leaves, and brewed BARRELS of the tea, and poured them into the chicken for the two months. At the end of the time, the poor chicken was still as naked as a bowling ball.

Moral: All of Hing's courses, and all of Ming's kin; couldn't make gum tea refeather a hen [exclamation point removed]

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Alpha Charlie...reporting in from Pune ...awyaye sir!!

Hello Junta,
this is Rohit reporting in from Pune..the young city....I kept wondring why people said that...but now I know. This certainly is a young city....i havent met a chick here so far who is uncapable of not being my girl friend. They are all young, they are all hot and more than anything, they are friendly.
God I wanna go to SIMC.......the crowd simply rocks....I mean they say u shudnt judge a book by its cover, but here, I acn make an exception....*turns around to spot another hottie at 3'0 clock.
My neck has had some work today as have my eyes...doin all the drooling here...Buy do I love this place or what!....Alpha charlie requesting leave now....gotta rendezvous baack at hotel...
Over n Out..
oops another hot chick...
ooops her Sis is with her too.....
this is Rohit signing off...
Burp...............................Kashish

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Monday, February 21, 2005

Wish Me Luck

I am off to Pune for a week. Now before all U people begin to envy me thinking im off to party there, let me put this straight. I am off to pune to attend the GD and Pi for SIMC(Symbiosis insti for MAss Comm). So No dirty thots.....Will resume blogging when i come back.
On a lighter note...Does anybody here havbe the complete video of the Rock show at Nizam college. If so, please leave me ur contact number...I am so desperately in need of it...
Signing off for the weel.....Over n out...Burp!

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Friday, February 18, 2005

Thank you all!!!

Thank you Microtone for Rocking the evening. Thank you Ajay for being there. Thank you Sita for gettin me in touch with some of the best rockers in town. Thank you thamma for ur support.....I hope you can play next time around. .Thank you Tamzeed, Tashi, Fayaz and Naved...without whom yesterday wud not have been possible.thy stage work was Brrrrilllliant...Thank you Abhijeet for doing th run around wimme and also for getting me into St Francis ka gully....(They still refuse to give me an admission tho)....Thank you Navika, Joel, Sana for believeing that a rock show in Nizam college is possible.....Thank you all u Rock Fans in Nizam college for Contributing Handsomely to stretch our Budget to 13 grand....And finally Thank you peple for forming the numbers and making up a crowd Nizam college has never seen before for a rock show.
A big cheer for Naved, Tamzeed, Tashi and fayaz....without whom, I wud have been drenched ....as they say, a friend in need is a friend indeed.........
And thisnis quite a few friends I have....
Thank you all
Thanks a Ton...

P.s: And to all u AB** Bastards who said that a "rock show is a taboo and will never happen in Nizam college", I say...no qwait, We say...UP YOURS...

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Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Last Minute Advertising I might just say Posted by Hello

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Sunday, February 13, 2005

True love comes quietly

Feb14 is valentines day...the day for love.....and exactly 9 months later, on the 14th of november, we have childrens day.....hmmm...hows that for irony.....Its time ppl use the rubber i mite say ;).
They say, "The way to a woman's heart is through your wallet."......well it is no wonder I am still single.
Actually i have beeen smitten by the love bug quite a few times, 2487 to be precise...but the problem was that none of them reciprocated. But i am a believer."If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile." and im waiting for my time(Losing patience in the bargain).....mera time kab ayeega......???
All my life, I have fallen in love 3 times a day! Every time a hot chick passed by, my dil ki ghanti started bajaaooing...and it bajaaoed so frequently, that over the 21 years of experience that i garnered, I have begun to realise that True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked.
So I convieniently ignore all the sounds that ring when women pass by me...i am waiting for that moment of silence...i am waiting for true love...and true loves first kiss.....ok!! now this is how romantic i can get. All u beautiful people reading, please consider this honest appeal...try me once, if not satisfied, love back garunteee.....get me out of club67

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Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Perception!

They say, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. It is how you perceive things that make something good or bad. A perfect eggjample of the whole thing happened in college a couple of months back.
Cut to scene: English Dept, Nizam College...a dumb headed junior lecturer urfff wannabe is trying his best to make his class interesting by talking of things which excites ppl the most......not sex u perverts.....but you were close.
Dressing habits of people....and in this scenario the topic of transvestite comes up. Now the dude wants to explain what a transvestite is.
Prof Wannabe: Students, transvestite, i tell u is a person of one sex wearing clothes of another sex...
Students: hooooaaaaa....dumbstruck...cos it was a bouncer for them
Prof Wannabe:..See children, one sex person is wearing clothes of another sex person....he is a transvvestite...
Students:..hooooooaa...still not understanding sir....
Prof Wannabe:..Okie I will give eggjample.....(looks around the class to spot this gurl in a pair of Jeans and a tshirt)...ma, stand up ma....now see children, this gurl is wearing clothes of guy s o...so she is a transvestite...
Students:...Arrey kya mast teacher hai...i understood sirr.....
The gurl in jeans:Wow...im a transvestite...

Last heard...the gurl was boasting abt being a transvestite in the canteen and telling her friends to become one too...cos it sounded hep...
NOw...As I was sayin....obscenity lies in the eyes of the beholder....transvestite..kathey!!!

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Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Paradox of our time!

"'The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.'"

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Sunday, February 06, 2005

I take back every word I said against you after Devdas. Sanjay leela Bhansali, Take a bow....Black is a masterpiece.....simply Brrrrillliant Posted by Hello

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Friday, February 04, 2005

Hoodlums don't love, they desire

I don't know if I have ADD but it seems that as I grow older, my attention span starts getting shorter. Right now, my attention span rivals that of a 5 year old. I can't anymore sit still through 2 hour and longer movies like I used to. If this trend continues, I'm afraid that when I reach 40, I'd be watching weird, utterly incomprehensible 15 minute short films that demand critical thinking. I'm sure I'd doze through any flick that puts my brain on auto-pilot.

A few weekends ago, I glued myself to a chair and freed up 130 minutes (2 hours and 10 minutes is eternity) of unrecoverable, unbillable time to watch Fernando Meirelles' Cidades de Deus (City of God), an epic masterpiece of crime set in Cidades de Deus, Brazil's most notorious slum. Energetic, frenetic and totally avant garde, it's a cinematic bullet train of brutally explicit violence, smut, drugs, and yes music. The kind of stuff that desensitizes you at the end like a shot of novocaine but nevertheless beautifully visceral. To make the long story short, it's a brilliant film. You won't be suing the producers of the film for taking 2.1 hours of your life which can never be returned.

I can't forget the lines that I predict will become a classic:

"Hoodlums don't love, they desire. Hoodlums don't stop, they just take a break."

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Tuesday, February 01, 2005

The poster will say it all.....so all u Kurt Kobains.....come achieve Nirvana...I hope we will see you there.....once all the bands confirm, we will put up the main poster for the rock competition. Posted by Hello

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