Nirvana Nites

hmmmm.... i'd almost quit blogging after one of my close friends told me that my writing makes no sense.... instead, i decided to start writing about the indian government and the stock markets.... but then... all i know about the indian govt is that the same sardar (with all due respect Mr. Singh, no racism intended here... i blame it all on my school... in my school, a punjabi is a sardar, a tamilian is a pandi, a keralite is a malbari, a gujarati is a gujju, and a bihari is always a bihari!!!... lol....) is PM for another 5years, and that some school kid is rural development minister!!!... So!!!!!!.... here i am!!!!... back again!!!!... writing nonsense.... :D

ah... speaking of close friends.... i was going through the Nirvana Nites' fotos.... Nirvana Nites were supposedly THE last parties (of my life.... of my life in chennai rather.... :p)....

Nirvana Nite part-I was on 14th March (this was to mark my last day in college... my project submission day).... at the Baikada House.... Abhi, Ajo, Nandu and me.... the usual people.... since i wasn't "very much in ma senses", i don't remember much.... so, i'll upload the pix, and you can make up the story....


that's the four of us who made it to the party..... (no one else was invited!!....)


abhi meditating before the superchargers were served....


and then the fun began!!!!.....


and i joined in the fun too!!!.....


ajo comes up with a spine-chilling story!!!!.....


and i had to come up with a story of my own too!!!!....


....while ajo took a drinks break....


....and while abhi tried to poke and gauge his eyes out.... (or was he doing something else????.... ok now i'm confused!!!...)

nandu was busy with the chips, so we couldn't manage to get his attention away from the chips and face the camera!!!.....

k... the next couple of pix were taken after we were all super-charged!!!.... :D


Ajo: Nandu, did you piss in my glass????!!!!.... this thing suddenly tastes kinda weird!!!!.....


Ah.... anyways it tastes gudddddddd!!!!!!......


Ah!!!!.... we finally managed to get nandu for a pic!!!!..... the facial expression says it all!!!!.... ajo's pinching nandu's ass as hard as possible.... and nandu's half in pain, and half enjoying it!!!!!.....


and then we went on a long drive.... which none of us remember.... only nandu does.... he was the only guy in his senses!!!....


hmmmm..... looks like abhi's in his senses too!!!!.... he can clearly see the spaceship parked in front of our car!!!....


We're 3rd standard buddies!!!!!.....


And We're 4th year roomies!!!!....

Finally it was abhi's turn to tell us a story!!!.....



Dudes!!!!.... i was going on my bike today and guess what happened!!!.... i came across this chick who....


was this muscular....


and had such massive assets man!!!!!.... phew!!!!.....


Duh!!!!.... Haven't you met khushboo???!!!!!.... (oh.... khushboo is ajo's ex-roomie btw.... a chinky chick!!!... hahaha!!!!.....)

ok.... so that was the end of Nirvana Nite part-I.....

then came Nirvana Nite part-II..... on 18th April.... again at the Baikada House.... (this was to mark my convocation day)....the only difference was that Nandu was replaced by a sheesha stand!!!!.....


the 3 of us....


...and the sheesha stand....



abhi's on fire!!!!.... as usual he's got the white stuff on his mouth....


learning how to do it....


since the sheesha stand wouldn't click pix for us, we had to pair up and click pix two at a time...

A New Beginning!!!!

k... i titled the post so, only 'cos of the blog's new name.... i'm still the same.... and plus i couldn't think of any other suitable title!!!....
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it was one of those days.... one of those very rare days... i had the television remote in my hands for a full 2-3hrs!!!.... my mom had an emergency committee meeting downstairs and in the hurry she forgot to take the remote along... (God!!... these people have these secret meetings like as if they're running a country or something!!!...).... ok, i was just kidding... she doesn't carry the remote with her when she goes out, but i can definitely tell you that she's deeply attached to the remote!!... anyways, i was flipping through the channels... and there was this feature on NDTV about the IIFA awards... since there was nothing else 'watchable', i decided to stick to it... to start with (call me dumb or ignorant or whatever you want), i don't know the expansion of IIFA... i'm guessing one of the I's stand for Indian and the 'F' stands for Film... anyways, this year's IIFA was in Macau.... hmmm.... i've read about Macau in one of those Jason Bourne series... think it's a beautiful place.... oh!!!... can you believe this??.... i haven't watched Bourne Identity!!!!.... i've watched Bourne Ultimatum though.. it's always happened to me... most of the times, i end up watching the sequel before the original.... Terminator-2, M:I-2, Transporter-3, Ocean's Twelve... the list is endless... ok, back to Macau... more than the show itself, NDTV was focussing more on the backstage antics of the stars... which i found very annoying.... bollywood (or Indian cinema, for that matter) has never dazzled me enough.... i can't stand the Bachchans, or Khans or whoever's left in the industry... after a painful 80% of the show, the stage shows were finally being shown... and yesss!!!!!..... my fav!!!!.... at any bolly stage show, the only item i look forward to is Malaika Arora's item number!!!.... such a graceful lady, she's an epitome of the traditional Indian woman/mother.... hmmmm.... there was a four-letter acronym for a "graceful mother".... not able to recall it now though... anyways the show went on and on and on till i began wishing it would end... and then it happened!!!!.... something caught my eyes... and ears!!!!.... the latest buzz to do the rounds in tinseltown is that one of the bolly actors resembles Jesus Christ!!!.... and guess who the lucky man is... i'll give you a clue... the guy has got more than ten fingers... ha!... talk about the second coming of Christ!!!... i never thought he'd be dancing like a retard singing Koi Mil Gaya!!!!.... certainly, The Gods Must Be Crazy!!!!....

i had had enough of Macau... i flipped the channel and what do i see??... another sign of development in Pakistan!!!..... as an Indian, i'm pretty much proud that our neighbouring country is developing at such a fast pace... every weekend, a couple of patriotic Pakis join hands and blow up old buildings, so that they can use the land.... for agriculture perhaps... (k i hope no Paki is readin this!!!.... i can barely imagine my apartment getting blown into pieces!!!.... in case you do wanna blow up my building, mine is the third building on your right on MG Road, Ethiopia)... oh... speaking of Pakis, i was watching this cricket match between some country and Pakistan.... and there was this instance when the television camera was angled directly behind a Paki player's back... the player's name was Salman Butt... so guess what name was written on the player's shirt.... oh gawd!!!!..... i found it so damn hilarious!!!.... i burst out laughing!!!!... the ROTFL kinda laughter!!!!.....

ok... back to the television... i was already into the wee hours and still flipping channels.... guess i was taking maximum advantage of the control over the remote... it was then that i came across this new show on AXN... ok i don't know whether the show is actually a new show, but i called it a new show 'cause i was seeing it for the first time.... it's called Scare Tactics.... k a word about the host.... now this guy thinks he's James Bond or one of those superheroes (when in reality he reminds me of the retarded butler with those weird slimey fingers in one of those Scary Movies), and he presents the show as if he's introducing some scientific innovation, that he's invented, and can change the world's future!!!... let me tell you, the show is absolute bullcrap... what the show is all about is that, an accomplice (another retard) tries to scare the shit out of his/her friend (the biggest retard).... no wonder the show's got such an eerie time slot on AXN!!!.... only zombies would be awake and watching the show at such unearthly hours of the night!!!... (ok... so who's the zombie now!!!...) the whole thing is so amateurish... first of all, the "hidden" camera is so damn obviously "unhidden"!!.... the acting of the people around the victim is so pathetic that they'd fail an audition for a cheap american porno muvie!!!!.... and then after a lot of fake screams and tears, when the magic line 'you're on Scare Tactics' is rolled out, the victim goes "oh my God! that was sooooo scary" or "my heart's pounding! here... can you hear it??? that was the scariest thing in my life!!!!".... they try their best to make themselves look like a wussy and they very well succeed in doing so!!!.... how i wish the show's name was 'Bullshit Tactics'.... and the host got beaten up like the 'You Got Punk'd' guy in The Epic Movie.... i admire Kal Penn for the thrashings he gave the guy!!!....

ah... as i wrap up, i can hear Cold's Stupid Girl playing in the background... i kinda love the song.. sometimes it reminds me of a particular stupid girl i used to know till couple of months back.... ha!!!....

Monsoon Blues

it's been a week since the end of the IPL frenzy... it's been pretty peaceful ever since!!... no more of weird accronyms like CSK, RCB, DD etc... no more of the very "smart and illustrious" Lalit Modi.... no more of the mediocre anchoring and 'Mandy'!!!.... and sadly no more of the hot cheergirls either.. (bah!)... anyways looks like it wont last much long, with the world cup coming up in less than a week!!!... cricket... cricket... cricket... so annoying!!...

hmmmm... looks like good ol' recessions hitting me pretty hard... even though i see "the" shimmer of light at the end of the tunnel, i'm taking real long to approach it... and thanks to my seizure last tuesday, i'm not even allowed to go anywhere beyond a 10km radius from my apartment!!!... so it's pretty much like a house arrest.... sigh... since i'm spending so much time at home, atleast its helped in finally making my bedroom look like a bedroom!!!.... till a month back, the only things in my entire bedroom was a bed and my mom's sewing machine (my mom's ultra modern sewing machine, mind you!!... not one of those black types, which those tailors use, with brand names like 'butterfly' or 'eagle' or the sorts... this one's got a sleazy black handheld electronic controller with a cluster of push buttons... k i guess that's enough about the sewing machine...)... my perfectionist mom wouldn't tolerate a drop of water on the floor, let alone a piece of paper!!... anyways, now that i've been spending 'quality' time at home, the floor is strewn with clothes, dirty floaters and shoes, then there's a lizard in the room and the sewing machine has now officially become my medicine rack... yeah.... there're loads of medicines... during monsoons, my immunity levels are usually at an all-time low.... oh!... something on the lighter side.... i was driving around today morning and i saw this very huge mongoose waiting to make a dash across the road... (let me remind you that it's always been a fascination for me to kill a cat by running over it with a car... though i've never got the opportunity to do so..)... so now here i was!!... with a ripe opportunity... even though it wern't a cat, a mongoose was a substitute good enough... however, the smart mongoose was already making smart plans... it'd figured that, at the speed i was driving, it'd have enough time to clear the road and wave back at me... poor thing!!... it jumped!!... and i jumped onto the accelerator!!.... CRUNCHCHCHCHCH!!!!.... the head was flatter than my mom's chapattis and was pasted to the ground... i slowed the car and watched the action through the rear view mirror... the mongoose's remaining body was twisting and turning rapidly (in pain, i guess! lol!!)... anyways, that's the story about the ill-fated mongoose... oh... recently i was reading this book by an indian author... it kinda made me wonder... almost all low key celebrities (those who're less gossipped about) usually are stuck in a job that todally sux... and their bosses are total whackos, who need their heads to be chopped off!!!.... and these celebs usually have a weird nickname for the boss... (in this case it was 'Shruti the Horrible'... ok no prizes for guessing the name of the book!).... since everyone's doing so, even ive decided to follow suit... (i like to consider myself a celebrity 'cos, for one, i'm bad at handling relationships, and two 'cos ive been on TV twice... the first time was in my first year during our college's strike... a large number of us were moving out of the college as a group, and a reporter was interviewing two of my friends in the front... and i was frantically jumping up and down and waving at the camera from the back... thus i made my TV debut on CNN-IBN.... the second time was in my 3rd year, i think... VG and i had gone for a play... and after the play, SS music was taking a video of the crowd gathered outside.... and i managed to make a 1.2 second cameo.... even though offers have been pouring in after that for TV appearances, due to my busy schedule, i haven't been able to accept any...)... since currently i'm jobless and don't have a boss, ive decided to name my ex-boss... the boss, who was my boss for a single working day, the next non-working day (i took leave that day), and the next half day i got fired... so two and a quarter days to be precise... hmmm... his name was Doug... it used to be funny the way pandis used to pronounce his name!!... 'Duck-uh' was how they did it!!... bah... these pandis!... anyways, abt the name for Doug.... hmmm... i guess Doug the Bug should do... haha!!!... weird!!!.... (hehe... Doug was a nice guy actually.... sad he didn't approve much of my blogging 'skills'...)

oh... i was walking down the streets today and i saw this poster of a new malbari movie... looks like 'Mollywood' is trying to cash in on the Slumdog Millionaire success.... i can't recollect the name of the movie, but i can clearly remember the catch phrase of the movie - "Story of a dog and a millionaire"... gawd!!!... these mallus!!....

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phew!... i just got through with a very entertaining session in church!!... (the sunday service actually)... back in college, attending church use to be a 'once-in-6-months' affair... now thanks to my mother's persistence, i attend church every weekend!!... anyways, the church has certainly evolved and become more fun over the years... back in the 90s, going to church only meant sitting, standing, kneeling and lip-synching... but these days, a lot of fun activities are also included during mass... one of the more popular games is 'Locate Your Parent'... but this one's strictly for kids below age 3... but if your kid's retarded, a special consideration is given upto 5years of age... the rules of the game are pretty simple... the kid has to first decide which parent he wants to stick to (in india, men and women are made to sit separately.. even if the woman is the guy's wife/mother/sister/aunty/gramma/mistress)... then the kid has to memorise the exact location of its parent... the kid then has to run around all over the church... as fast as it can... extra points are earned for beating up other kids, stepping on others' feet and walking through pews... after a minute or two, the real fun starts.... the kid has to retrace its way back to its parent... a time limit of 10mins is set... if the kid doesn't locate its parent by then, it loses the game and it has to stop and scream at the top of its lungs till its parents begin to flush with embarrassment... for those people without kids and over 15yrs of age and not retarded, the best way to keep you occupied is to take out your mobile and browse or play games on it... but this is absolutely not suited for people (like me) with 'uninteresting' fones (like mine) with games like snake, tetris etc... the third and most popular activity, suited for people like me (categorised 'cos of my fone) and old age people, is to go to sleep!!.... but you should be alert enough to stand and kneel at the right times... and it can be really embarrassing if you begin drooling on your shirt, let alone the shirt of the person sitting next to you!!...

come to think about it, these activities are allowed only in indian churches.... back in muscat, there used to be enough number of 'scantily-clad' chicks to keep us distracted... (sometimes when you think about it, it's funny how almost all the guys in my school were perverts, even the toppers!!!... but then... look at what fine gentlemen we turn out to be!!!... we owe ISM big time!!!...).... but the disadvantage is that it can be a real embarrassment if you're seated with your parents... and more so if the chick is your friend!!!!.... lol!!!.....

Peace Out!!!!!!