Barenaked Laudes.


So! Sudden road trip on Monday. We were supposed to go to Nagarjuna Sagar but due to our friendly neighbourhood Naxalites involving themselves in such wonderful 'party' games such as kidnap the tourists (a.k.a kidnap-kidnap), we had to make sudden adjustments. So we were on our way to Medak church when suddenly we saw a signboard announcing a certain fort. Inspired by the Alto ad, (and not the Sopranos) we shouted lets go, and we went. The fort encloses a temple and a few havelis. The havelis had amazing carvings on all of them. Due to zabardast PR exercise by one of the party members we got the caretaker to let us in. When asked about the graffiti on the walls the caretaker responded with "Nange Makeode kare so kaamaan hai wo". We spent the rest of the afternoon laughing over images that flashed into our heads at that instant. Nange makeode loosely translated is naked mother's dicks. Suddenly our minds were filled with images of otherwise rexine pant, net baniyan clad Mallepalli Karim, and Gunfoundry Seenu types running around buck naked in an ancient haveli carrying sharp implement, to carve stuff into walls. Now the phrase has become an integral part of my vocabulary. Eg. "Kaun nanga makeoda bolra main immature hoon?