Net conked out for 10 days. makikirkiri.even I ran out of abuses to hurl at the internet chap.
(yes yes i even tried chipkali ke chut ke pasine)
Anyhow the last few days have been amazing fun. I am still gainfully unemployed, and loving it.
A lot of friends have come to town.The entire gang met up.members of which are now spread over four different continents, good coordination on their part ,getting here at the same time.
conversation drifted to reality shows,all the vagueo shows they get in various parts of the world.Hey! I dont even watch the vagueo shows we get here.Reality "TV" katte .As I've said before:If I want reality,I'll look out of the window.
now I am tired I shall go and catch some sleep.just came here to mark my attendance.

Once two dudes were happily going on a motorcycle, A was sitting behing holding his.....friend's guitar.Suddenly aforemention and in front seated friend saw potti on road and swerved a bit in excitement, adding to Chicha's(who was right behind them, on his motorcycle) already full list of woes. Though he took it quite nicely i must say.What he said sounded remarkably like "Banjo!".A replied "nahin Chicha Guitar hai!".Even in such moment that Chicha was keen on Music.

Chennai Chronicless:part one

Almost two full days here.Right from the frying pan into the pressure cooker.It.is.hot.and.humid...but then what did I expect?
Full action filled two days it has been.On Day1 ate lunch cooked by grandmom, mmmm .followed by hogging at hotel and later at aunts house,a trip to the beach(no no not Marina) and at long last i watched....hold your breath....(fanfare)Chandramukhiall I have to say about the film is...lakalakalakalakalakalaka....Repeatey!Only to be seen if you are a true Rajni fan..but if you were a rajni fan,you would have seen it 23 times already..exactly Repeatey!.This is one movie you have to leave your brain at home.since one of those aforementioned items(ie"brain")was not issued to me due to a minor clerical error.I enjoyed the film thoroughly.The movie affected us so much that we suddenly decided to go on a road trip the following day,also forgetting to inform another cousin of ours.Day2:Cruising down the East Coast road in a fast car, with miles davis playing..mazaa camed.The day involed interaction with snakes :D,ancient monuments and a freshly excavated monument, a chat with an Archeological Survey employee..hogging at hotel, more fun on EC road,collecting shells on an empty beach,having sucicidal tendency of trying to drive car on sand(we got stuck btw). just missed sqeezing in a show of bunty aur babli a few minutes earlier and....will give more updates when interesting things hapen

Doorbell: Ting Tong
Sleepy Me:yaaaaaawwwwwn,Kaun hai?
Man at door(MAD )(smirk): Saar I yam fraam !#$! (name of workplace).
Me: (Irritated at having Seista interrupted) Congratulations.To main kya karna?
MAD: Saar, saary to disturbed you saar hehe.We are hyaving this new praaduct saar.
Me(wakes up properly at words New and Product): what what?
MAD : saar this is special gyas saving device saar.
(proceeds to show me gizmo that looks like a pygmy race of our normal gas regulator)
Me: Arey yeh kya regulator ka bachcha hai.
MAD :No saar. yit ees gas saving device saar.
Me : arey yes woh sunliye yaron! how does it work?
MAD:Sar inside yit is having ya myagnyet?
Me: Kya cheez?
MAD :Myagnyet myagnyet (makes wierd motions with hands..that would get him arrested for public indecency if he tried that in a different context)
Me : ooooooooh magnet? (It dawns, at 3:30 PM)
MAD : ess saar.(now convinced I am dumb ,tries to go in for the kill)It yis having the magnet.When the gyas maalecules are to be passing through myagnyet the molecules numbers are increasing.
Me :(started applauding) Great! Who developed this? he will pakka get a Nobel for this.A miraculous device that increases the number of molecules...maaki.Quick! does it work on gold?
MAD : Hain?what?
Me: (with half a mind to give him a science lesson.)Hehe no thanks not interested.
MAD: Goes away thinking "what mad charachters I have to deal with"
Did I say mad ? I meant, of course-"Myad"

Arey ive got severe bloggers block...this calls for an urgent consultation with Dr Dhingra .
Dr Dhingra calls for a large vodka and lime.After downing it says "aah that was nice..Now what was your problem again?"
Quack!..Ill dose myself with the vodka and lime.
Oh yeah there was a sequel to the preious Anus beauty parlour joke, was driving down same road with maternal parent when saw the same sign again...It almost caused me to run off the road laughing...of course when i explained this to the parent, she was not impressed.I wonder why. Well further down the road we came across a sign adertising a beauty parlour of the same name but with a different spelling! it was Anoo's.It caused the mater to remark"Hmph, must associate with someone with as filthy a mind as yours!".I thought to myself at this time. "That would be impossible"

Today looking out of the bus as it was passing through Sainikpuri, I saw this sign that read ANUS...It was a beauty parlor or somthing, I didn't pay proper attention,I was distracted by the name .I was wondering what the world was coming to,I heard of people specialising in manicure and pedicure, but this is the limit...On closer examination (A thousand cheap jokes ran through my head as soon as I typed this) I found that it was ANU'S Beauty Parlor that was being advertised.From dooram I couldn't see the apostrophe.Phew! Things are not that bad...yet.

Inspired by NS, I will also write about Traffic, ever since i moved to this village.I have been doing a terrific amout of driving. around 40Km a day, (yes I know lots of people do that much and more everyday..but compared to driving 0 km on most days...)
I have come to the conclusion that most hyderabadi drivers consider the most important piece of equipment in their cars to be...(fanfare) The Horn.We are very "Horny",(insert comment from old Mr M.R.K.M.S.T.W.Raju :"what on the roads also?chichi)....what a louuuuuuuulllllllllly feeling to be greeting by a short businesslike PAARRrrrrrrrrrp or a more musical honk..In fact some people have horns that make sounds like a yeti being castrated (trust me, I've lived in the Himalayas)It sounds like a moan,shout,shriek and a whimper all mixed together..it is the most startling sound you can hear, especialy late at night,when you are driving half asleep or dead drunk,that will wake you up.
Now when are these horns utilised ie under what conditions(it shows nah I studied chem bolke)
No not only at STP...They are an anythime anywhere sort of thing.
Some cases when horns are used
I'm feeling bored, let me honk
I'm feeling irritated, let me honk,
I see someone who looks like Chiranjeevi, let me honk.
Hey I see a person with a mustache (Have you any idea how many men adn women in this city have mustaches?)
I haveloosemotionsgetoutofmywayfast.honkkkkkkkkkkkk
lanjakoduku overtaking from right....honk(this is Hyderabad,we dont drive to the left or to the right..but in the middle)
Hot chick..honk honk
bastard hoooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnkkkkkkkkkkkk
my job sucks hoooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

A: i just had a soy milk shake
A : chocolate flavoureed
A: i cant stand anyother flavour soya milk
A : or even the woken up vareity
Blogger formerly known as Neurotica(B) : woken up variety?
A : soya
A : zzzzzzzzzzzzz
B : shudnt that go to the blog?
A : no no enough self dabba
A : im having full bloggers block so what the heck...
A : if we dont do self dabba who willl maro dabba for us?
B : exactly

Went to a restaurant the other day, it had the usual veg and non veg items on the menu, I was busy scaning the menu when suddenly ,I saw the item -Human Fried rice....
Shit...This is one place you must always pay your bill...otherwise, tum ich kal ka Human Fried Rice ban jaate...that must be because due to shifting of slaughterhouses away from the city Ghosht ka daam bad gaya.
on a similar note (C Minor)

Recipe for Achari Ghosht:
First take a bottle of Achar.
Now kill it.
Its ready.

"Are you a communist?"he asked, probably because at that time the long hair,beard and khadi kurta kind of hinted at that."No,I.Am an opportunist"
That was years ago, reminded me of a line from Mr&Mrs 55 (i think) "Kya tum Communist ho?" GD:"Nahin! Main Cartoonist hoon"
But coming back to the mater at hand...I see a whole lot of people like that, oppurtunistic..Aaj SFI mein...to elections ke baad ABVP mein or vice versa depending on who wins the election...
and everytime militantly propagating the views of the organistation they are currently in...how easy is it to do a complete volte-face and propagate opposing views with the same intensity.In NC views were demonstrated in various ways, breaking window panes,and bones, throwing bricks, shouting "Principal down down" more effective would have been to shout "Principal, Up yours"

If you get drunk in the French capital city.Are you plastered in Paris?

A Short-toed eagle, Image from www.rarebirdphotography.co.uk

Bird of prey (The Doors)

Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
Flying high,
Flying high,
in the summer sky

Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
Flying high,
Flying high,
Gently Passing By

Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
Flying high,
Flying high,
Am I going To Die?
Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
Flying high,
Flying high,
Take me on your Flight

Meri Desh ki Dharti.

Finally finished shifting houses, I now officially live in the back of beyond. first reach beyond phir second left,3rd right,phir seeeeeeeedha chale jao. stop just before you go to heck..what is heck you might ask, as a wise(ass) man once said "heck is where you go to if you dont believe in gosh".Actually my area is now becoming "full posh" the kallu compounds are giving way to permit room types.Hey but technology is fast catching up. I dont have a phone, i dont have TV, But Internet is here :D.
seriously, BSNL hasn't laid phone lines here ,(though i hear a few linesmen have laid....err never mind).Arey there are fields 100 odd yards from my house...On the good side, i can try and patao some gaon ki gori type. I have practiced specific pick up lines..eg"Basanti, Tumhara naam kya hai ?" (of course in the flick it was Jai who said and not veeru).
On a Happier note. I finished writing what would hopefully be my last eggjam for a while ...lets wait till the results before I say anymore.

I am going to start a cult, for clumsy people wonly.I am going to call it The Ku Klutz Klan. We shall all wear white sheets and keep tripping over them, and set fire to them attempting to put up burning crosses (a tip: first put the cross up and then burn it)

Discussion on MCP Dialogues from hindi flicks..

Biwi khaana garma karti hai aur rakhel bistar..

A:Yaar ye kya microwave oven se shadi karega kya?
B: Hehe would give a new meaning to the term "a hot wife"
A: But he'd better watch out though..you while having"shareeric Sambandh"
C:Why?
A: 'Cause microwaves se cancer hota hai...And you know you dont want to get it in the wrong places?
B: Like there is a right place?
C: microwave se shaadi, this is like "biwi naram padosan garam" gone ulta.

Alcohol doesn't solve any problems, but then again, neither does milk......Anon.

Ok .I am kinda neglecting my blog..what to do, I am suffering from severe endsemitis..A condition brought on every 6 months or so, wherin 4 months of notes is squeezed into a brain ,the size of a pea...or at least we try...we dont always succeed though .Endsemitis also has effect on the nervous system, and a very nervous system at that...It causes the brain sometimes to short circuit, sending all the impulses haywire...causing people to make Nobel winning statements like "When the atom inside the electron is excited"....This is it people, the slog overs, wherein the asking rate is steadily climbing, even as i waste time typing this.so I go, but I come back eh?

bus stop batku......what to do.we are like that wonly.kindly do adjustment.

Gross encounters of the turd kind.

The Sewage line of the colony got blocked.Therefore all the remanants of what people ate yesterday, ended up in my garden.(and i dont mean the paper the family pack biryani came in).Why did it choose my garden i wonder..now at least i wont have to spend money for fertilizer.But the smell.....gag..As Non-Sensei suggested maybe i should play a game and see if i can identify my own turd when it resurfaces in my garden.

When life seems to be moving smoothly, it has a tendancy to screech to a testicle twisting halt.This is why "support" is necessary. Good support prevents emergency visit to the andrologist.