Beta testing is when your son writes his exams?

Excuse me , but I don't think that when they said Air Commodore they were referring to the entrance to the lavatory on the new Airbus A380.

We are the knights who say Ni Amma. Thoo!

Scotch Tape: For those who cannot hold their liquor.

Look look, Appam Chutiya is at it again
http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Potpourri/Leave-me-alone-Daisy/articleshow/4491005.cms

Confucius say: Closed mouth gathers no foot.

One of reasons that have been put forward for the KKR's dismal performance is, hold your breath (you will see why), Swine Flu. Well what do you expect, when the owner is such a "ham".

I knew they could find the self destruct button if they looked hard enough. Back to their old ways?

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"You'll get laid when pigs fly" she said. "Well" he replied "haven't you heard of the swine 'flew'"

How does one alleviate homesickness? By doing the following

Wake up at 11am on a Sunday. Listen to FM music channels from Hyderabad. Get ready. Go out to lunch at a local Dosa place. Share appetizers with friends namely (the snacks that is, not the friends) Mirchi Bajji, Samosa and Cutlets. Move on to Masala Dosa and round it off with kulfi and nice filter coffee.

For dinner one should then eat Biryani from "Paradise"

Then one should watch old episodes of M*A*S*H talk to friends online and go to sleep.
The rest of the week should be much better.

And yesterday the temperature fell below 0 C. April my arse.

Late night/Early morning.

I have only 5 submissions, 2 exams, a poster and a presentation coming up in the next few weeks, How do I spend my "free" time? Playing pool and drinking beer. Sigh. What priorities I say!

I am sitting in my room. The heating is off. It is April for heaven's sake.It is cold. As I exhale with force, I can see a cloud of condensation form . This is not done. This is not my April. My April involves, blinding heat. It involves hot dry winds blowing into my already hot room, bringing in the Telangana dust. This dust that collects on my oily forehead, and when i wipe my brow, it feels like im being sandpapered. It involves, cieling fans that push hot air at you, the smell of coolers, the fragrance khus-khus mats just wet. It involves sudden showers, with that amazing smell of moisture on parched earth. My April involves mangoes.

I want my April

Flashback to 2007, when the Indian cricket team under Rahul Dravid, won the test series in England. Dravid did not enforce the follow on and the final test was drawn, Kumble scored a century though. I remember watching it in my father's club while having a nice drink and eating masala peanuts.

Cut to 2009. In the third test against New Zealand. Our "aggressive" captain did not declare in time, and we drew a match that we could have won.

Who do you think got more flak for being defensive?



On an unrelated note: Thought for the day. Too many kinks spoil the brothel.
Sigh. This is what happens to your alleged mind if you stay awake till 5 ack emma to write papers.

It has been brought to my notice that the Phrase Good Friday is actually a corruption of Guddu Friday, today is the day the Easter Bunny goes around hiding eggs.

An old one

Sa Re Ga Ma toh Dara Singh kaun?

From here

by Anwar Ali Khan aka Khamakhan.

Nai bole toh sunte nai
Dekho kitta samjha’roun main
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Apni man maani tum kar’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai

Karne ke jo kaamaan hain so
Jaise ke wai si-eech hain
Nai karne ke kaaman kar’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Mo po make-up thhoppte jaa’raen
Umar ke peeche mat bhaago
Gayi jawani phir nai aati
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Unke baalan rangte rangte
Mu bhi kaala ho gaya
Bacchhe dekh ko darr ke bhaag’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Baalon main chutla jode to
Banta hai sir ka jooda
Phir bhi baalaan “set” karwa’raen

Nai bole toh sunte nai

Unke baalaan “set” ho ne tak

Mere sir mein ginti ke
Hain so baalaan jhadte jaa’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Charbi chaat ko duble dikhne
Ek hafte se “diet” po hain
Chalte phirte dhakliyan khaa’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Mere ghar mein reh ko baataan
Amma bawa ke kar’rain
Yaan ka kha ko waan ka gaa’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Dubai nai to Jidda jaa-o
Kaisa bhi yaan se nik-lo
Uth-te baith-te bheja khaa’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Din bhar kaam se thhak ko aayon
Chumtiyan mat lo sone do
Suba jaldi uth nai sakta
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Pehle ghussa aata thha toh
Mu mein mu mein bolte thhe
Ab to seedha aang po aa’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai

Gande gande picture-aan dekh’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Naani ku i-story suna’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Phode pe joh jam gayi khipli
Naakhun se nakko nocho
Purane zakhmaa taaze kar’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Bichhu ke kate ka mantar
Yaad nai aur oopar se
Saanp ke bil mein ungliyaan kar’raen
Nai bole toh sunte nai
Jab poochha samdhi se main
Kya samdhan ummeed se hain
Sharma ko bas itta bole
Nai bole toh sunte nai







and another

Apparently Capt Ahab wanted to sue the whale for damages caused, but the lawyers told him he didn't have a leg to stand on.

Ms Freeze tagged me

Using only song *titles* from one artist, cleverly answer these questions

So here goes: I choose: Simon and Garfunkel

1. Are you a male or female: I am a Rock.

2. Describe yourself: The Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine

3. How do you feel about yourself: Feelin' Groovy.

4. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: Bye bye love

5. Describe your current boy/girl situation: At the zoo.

6. Describe your current location: America.

7. Describe where you want to be: Homeward Bound

9. Your favorite color is: Leaves that are Green

10. You know : Mrs Robinson

11. What’s the weather like: A Hazy Shade of Winter

12. If your life was a television show what would it be called: Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M

13. What is life to you: A simple desultory phillipic

14. What is the best advice you have to give: You don't know where your interest lies.

15. If you could change your name what would you change it to: Richard Cory or how about The late great Johnny Ace.

I tag
the Sisters Vyas
Sushi
the bored sub
Cynic in Wonderland

Russell Peters is in my town this weekend. I have two midterms on Monday! FML!