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Whitey outside our office

2011-08-18T19:10:00.001+05:30

The unknown beach

2011-08-15T20:48:00.002+05:30

You know one of those days, when you just wake up feeling all crappy about life for no particular reason? Well this Saturday was some what like that. So I sort of wanted to go on a bike ride just to make myself feel better. My room mate hopped along and we headed out for lunch. Ya, I woke up at around 12. So the first meal of the day consisted of fried chickens, prawns, rice and beer. With out tummy filled and feeling awesome about life (yes the beer) we set out to Palolem beach. But half the way through we reached this place that we call "nambo yeppovum confuse aagra yedam". The place where we always get confused. And sure as hell we took the wrong turn and another wrong turn and then a couple more. And that was only followed by more wrong turns. Once we realized that we had missed every chance of making it to our destination, it was time to pull out my HTC (*wink wink*) hoping to find a way around to some close by beach (considering we were still somewhere close to the coast line, which I had no clue about). Google maps showed our location somewhere close to a beach. But thanks to the poor reception the map could not load entirely thus keeping us from the beach's name. We sort of managed to get there. It wasn't actually too far. And once we got there we were like "what the F man" 'cause there wasn't a single freakin shop in the beach. And there goes our plan to enjoy the sunset with a pint of beer. The beach was great though. Beautiful actually. Later after coming home I looked up on the internet and my best guess is that it was Mobor beach. So since neither of us wanted to go home without having a sip of beer by the coastline, we headed back to Dona Paula which is almost home, just a 5 mins ride from home. We walked into a bar had a couple of drink and some more chicken and prawns. spent a little while watching the water and went home. Life isn't that bad after all. :)

Amoy Y paz :)

Booze timeout

2011-08-12T10:59:00.001+05:30

So considering that I have a smart phone now, I pledge to make blog posts more often. Oh ya, I'm typing this on my on screen keypad :). With that said, me and some friends from office went for a couple of beer. We usually do that on Friday nights, but this time we decided to shift that a day up on Thursday. This is still a test post to check if I can attach multiple photos to my post. So if you see more than one photo, I've succeeded...

Amor y paz.

New phone. YAY!!! :D

2011-08-11T15:44:00.001+05:30

So this is another post after a really long time. So what's the occasions? I bought a new phone..after a loooong time. Something that I've been meaning to do for a long time now. Last Tuesday I decided that it was about time I retire my old Sony Ericsson W580i. It was a great phone and it sure had its days. But in today's world where the term "Android" is buzzing around, it.just couldn't keep up. After a lot of research and spending countless hours on eBay, I settled for a HTC wildfire S. I'm still medling with the phone and downloading apps. I think I'm in love with HTC sense and android :D. Now that I have a smart phone, let's see now often I post on my blog. Till the next post then.

Amor y paz :)

Best Birthday Presents Everrr!!!

2011-04-18T23:35:00.001+05:30

A week ahead of my birthday, I had no clue how I was gonna spend my birthday. My plan was to take a day off, grab some beer and sit at a beach all day with couple of friends. Just to avoid the limelight in the office. But my dad called me a day ahead of the weekend before my birthday and tells me that he's booked ticket in the next bus to Chennai. My first reaction was "OK, that way I'm surely gonna avoid the limelight". Got my leave sanctioned for a week, next morning packed my bags, errr.. dumped/stuffed my clothes into my backpack, got the ticket printed out, status message updated in Facebook and boarded the bus that evening.

Generally speaking, I like traveling long distances in bus. But when the driver thinks he is Michael Schumacher and is driving through ghat road after sunset, well, lets just say I was on the verge of throwing up. Reached Bangalore and had some tea in a small glass that looked more like tequila shots in terms of size. I wondered if I should drink it like a tea or just shoot. Bus started unusually late from Bangalore and once we made it into Tamil Nadu, BAAAAM, the bus tyre exploded. Seriously, how often does that happen? It wasn't a regular puncher. The side of the tyre just exploded. I was glad getting my super numb ass out the bus and felt the Chennai heat get to me. Felt like I'm in Narnia kind of shit. One moment I'm all chilled out in the nice A/C bus, I step out of the door, and behold, FLAMETHROWERS. Chennai is freakin' hot. First couple of days in Chennai was very typical. Went out to meet friends and stuff had pizza at ~~Domino's~~ Doomino's. Went to Anna Nagar park and saw some ~~cheer girls~~ cheer-up-girls. :P God, kaka and his vocabulary.EPIC. On the night before my birthday I was to the terrace talking to my friend on phone and my dad tells me to come down. My parents along with my granny, uncle and aunt are there with a cake.And I was like "heyyy, surprise party. Pretty cool". Singing, cake cutting, smearing on face and all the regular stuff happened. But here's the best part. My dad brings out a tiny box. By the shape of the box i guessed it was a watch, 'cause my mom just bought a watch recently and the box it came in, was the the same exact shape. I opened it anyway and out comes.......wait for it........bike key. My face literally went like :D. My dad closed my eyes and took me out and i see a brand spanking new Apache waiting. I just couldn't wait to get my hands on it. I press the key in, turn the ignition ON and I see the beast wake up. The Display lights up and the tach needle takes a full twist. That was the most beautiful mechanical motion I'd seen in a while. The engine note was a pure melody. Took it for a shot spin. Next couple of days, it was just me and her. But damn the Chennai traffic, it was mostly stop and go. But yeah, I was in a way happy that I didn't taste the real deal yet, 'cause I'll be riding the bike in Goa's usually-trafficless-road. I left to Goa Last Saturday and reached here this Sunday. Will be getting the bike the coming weekend. Today I'll be going out to get a nice white helmet to go with the bike :D and a pair of gloves. More pics sometime soon :)

UPDATE:
This post has been lying around in my draft for few days now. And ya, got my helmet. :D..(and a balaclava) and ya, got my bike too :D :D :D.. But I'm gonna have to wait for another month to get my license. :( Gonna have to maintain a low profile till then ;)

amor y paz :)

Paneer Tikka Masala gone Paneer and some brown liquid.(With a star like thing on top, god only knows what)

2011-04-18T01:48:00.005+05:30

Here's a quick post. I transferred lot of my pics on phone that has been there for like forever, onto my laptop. Browsing through the pictures, I came across one of the picture and I thought I should make a post about It.

So, I've been telling my friend about how I'm cooking in my apartment and stuffs that I make for dinner. She gave me this 'supposedly' simple recipe for Paneer Tikka Masala. I'm guessing, because I partially convinced her that I was good at cooking?!? (holy crap!!! I'm in some deep shit now :P). And there we were, me and my roommate, cooking paneer tikka masala. I'm no foodie. I mostly avoid the menu at the restaurants and let others order. I just go with the flow when it comes to food. So I have no idea if I have ever even seen or tasted Paneer Tikka Masala before, but I was very sure about one thing. What we made that night, it definitely wasn't paneer tikka masala. Here's a pic. I don't even remember what that star kind of thing on top is. But I remember putting A LOT of violet color food coloring on the paneer :P :P. I expected the whole dish to turn out violet. My roomie was like "Already we have no clue what we are doing. Adhula idhu vera ya. Nadathhu da nadathhu. Innaiki night saapta maadhri dhaan". We did eat that night and the best part, instead of eating with chapatis, we ate that with rice. How bad is that. Taste wise, putting it delicately, we didn't have to throw it away.

Anyway, its good to know that there are people who care about you. Thanks for the recipe Sush :).

PS: There's another post lying around in my drafts. Let me see if I can find some time to edit and post that sometime real soon.

amor y paz :)

No place like 127.0.0.1

2011-03-29T00:34:00.001+05:30

So ya, went home for a week this Jan (or Feb) i guess. God, had an awesome time. One of my cousin got married. And for some reason I couldn't swallow the fact that he was actually getting married. 'Cause he was one of the few 'cousins' I've actually been close with since childhood and suddenly him turning into a 'husband' was kind of had to swallow. But whatever you know, I'm happy for them. They used to be high school sweet hearts and I've read somewhere that only 3 out of 10 high school couples ever get married. So, I'm glad they made it. :).

besides that, got to hang out with my best friends. A lot. Did lots of crazy stuffs that we used to do. Got kicked out a bar for not being 21 yet (to the waiter who denied us beer: few more days sonofabitch, few more days..). Went to anna nagar park and Kaka helped a random female playing hide n seek and forced her to say thank you :P.. Photography session in public restroom. Some amazing conversation with Nari. Checked our heights and weights for free. Went for hard disk shopping. Kaka bargaining with the shopkeeper was the best. Hahhahaha. He was pissed to a level that when we left the shop he said "aduthha vaati ivana kootiktu varaadhiinga sir"..LOLLL.. So ya, lots of crazy stuff. Damn, Its only when you go away you realize how much you love home. Hence the title "No place like 127.0.0.1".

Amor y paz!!! :)

Rise from the Ashes

2010-09-10T17:32:00.010+05:30

I thought of naming this post as "I'm baaaaack".. but i figured this one sounds much cooler :P . I know, I know, my bad.

I was sitting in office and getting bored (ya office, done with college. Woking now). Not that i didn't have any work to do, I was just a little too busy thinking about the coming weekend. I was web hoping and I came across this blog (btw, should check it out. pretty cool..) and it reminded me of my own. So I decided to pay a visit my blog sweet blog. i realized it has been almost 10 months since i posted. gosh, 10 months. Now that's some number huh. It felt shitty for some reason. i mean, when i used to post something and i received comments about that, it made me feel happy. Now it has been quite a while since i had that feeling. And then i thought, damn i'm gonna post. right here right now. Its friday afternoon and tomorrow is Ganash Chaturti. about half the employees in the office have taken leave. It wouldn't really hurt if one more employee skips a day's work to make a blog post.
Just about a week ago I was thinking about this blog and how i'd probably never post again. But here I'am, writing a blog post in Xcode 3.2, in-between bunches of C and C++ code, just in case my boss pops up behind me :P :P :P. Feels like i'm giving birth to a new blog :P. As I type this, my conscience is telling me that i'm supposed to be working on a game for iphone…but to hell with my conscience. I'm pretty bugged right now to deal with that my conscience.

So wassup with my life?? lot of random shit happened. stuffs i can't even remember right now. but some of the most significant ones, 1.getting kicked out of EA mobiles in the 1st round of interview.(they probably thought i was too awesome for them) 2. a trip to bangalore ended even before it started (whole different story. got into the train and had to get down before it even left chennai central.) 3. me and Ryan made a 3rd person game called fart-o-boy. (you can check out the developers' blog here). now we are onto the good stuff. 4. did a 3 months internship in company in Goa. Yes, GOA. 5. successfully graduated from college. congrats to me, I'm a professional game programmer now :P ( i'll never get tired of bragging about this ) 6.my laptop when for an all expenses paid trip to singapore, thanks the to assholes in sony service center who decided sending the laptop to singapore would be cheaper than importing the parts to India. 7. I was offered to work in the same company, and i said sure. it was Goa, so why not. best place to dispose off all the post college excitement.
So now you know three things. one,why i was bugged. Two,why this post was typed out in a native programming environment and most important, three, that I'll never stop posting in this blog.

I have like tons of photos and videos and stories from my days of internship here in Goa. I hope i don't have to wait another 10 months to put those up. God it feels so great to finally post after such a long time. If ur reading this, I'm expecting some comments here guys. And yes, more stories coming soon from the land of green grass and pretty girls. Till then,

amor y paz….

Surveys..bad!!!

2009-10-31T14:44:00.009+05:30

When ur having a good time, u never know how time passes. And rightly said. It just seems like yesterday when my college life started and 2 years have gone so fast. I can’t even imagine there’s just 1yr left. God, I ‘m gonna miss my game lab (the place where we sit and game all the time). Just the other day, I was sitting and wondering why haven’t I posted anything about my college life in my blog. Its supposed to be hyper fun. Just like the days in BV hostel. So I planned to post couple of posts about the stuff that happens here at ICAT. So here it goes. The first of it.

I’m right now in 5^th sem. How the hell did I reach 3^rd year? I swear I have no fockin clue. N I bet, nobody else does. I’v been bunkin classes more than I’v been attending. I’v never know the timetable (I’m not sure if there even was any..), I’v never kept up with the assignments and so on and so on.. I assume my marks comes from the ‘final-submission’ shit that happens at the end of each sem. Who cares. End of the day, I’v managed to drag my lazy arse into the final year. And that’s to it.

This sem, I decided to put the past behind and start working on the projects in a more dedicated manner. Cos this is the stuff that’s gonna get me a good job. ( u need to be in a good job to get married u c..i’m not a despo, as u might think otherwise..but still..). During the 1st weed we weren’t doing anything. Just gaming all day, without even know what we had to do this sem. One fine morning, Jai sir and Pradeepa Ma’am entered the room (we miss you pradeepa ma’am………no u jerk, she’s not dead.. she left the collg..) and gave us briefing about what we were supposed to do this sem. Long story short, Form teams of 2, find out what people like to play, and make games according to their preference.

Now, to find out what people love to play, we needed to go out to the public and take survey. As in, make them fill up survey forms. This was to be done by Ryan (my teammate/designer). I needed to go to hardware shops and find out the best selling PC configs. As soon as out profs told us abt the survey part, we knew this was going to be one big pain in the ass.

So we got down to business. We set up an online survey. We got some responses. But the real thing was yet to be done. A couple of days later, you cud find everyone in my dept with a stack of survey form and asking people to fill it up. With some considerable amount of forms filled up, it was my turn for the hardware survey.

With big hopes of getting loads of survey form filled up, I headed out to Richie street. Ryan and Ishan were with me. I think it was around 6 or 7 in the evening when we left college. Yes, I remember that day. Just when we were about to leave, Jai sir came into the lab to play cod and told us that pradeepa ma’am was quitting. I remember saying “oh..so sad” with a big grin on my face. So, as I was saying, it was around 6 or 7 when we left college and took a bus to Richie street.

After getting there, I had to take Xerox of my survey forms. It took us half an hour to find a Xerox shop where the Xerox machine was working. With everything ready, we were up for battle. Quite some time has passed and I don’t exactly remember the order in which things played out, but this is pretty much what happened. In Every shop we would start of like “ hello sir, we are game design students from ICAT doing a survey…..bla bla bla..”

Shop1: we tried to find out which console was being sold the most. The guy in the shop gave us lot of details. He was actually pretty good. But we needed to take a video interview, which he did not agree for. Said he needed his owner’s permission.

Shop2: ( and shop 3 and 4): owner not available/ no, we are not interested.. (slap on the face.. fataakkkk..)

From here onwards, our into started something like, “hello sir, can I Talk to the owner or the manager of the shop..”

Shop 5: This guy had pan in his mouth when we entered. (the green leaf thingy .... not the cooking pan..) When I asked for the owner, he nodded his head. I told him abt the survey and gave him the form. He filled it up quietly and handed it back to me. This was the only form that I was able to get filled all day.

Shop 6: two fat motherfuckers were sitting in there watching TV. I asked them and they said “we are veryyyyy busy.. try the next shop”…I was so fockin pissed, if I had a grenade launcher, I swear I would have fucking blown there motherfuckin faces off….

At this point I totally gave up the survey thing. I was ready to lose marks but no more insults.. But ryan and Ishan wanted to try couple of more shops for interviews. Among us, I was the only one who could speak tamil. So I had to do the talking for them. We reached another shop. Ishan said that this was the shop our college bought Wii from. So I expected ppl there to be a little ICAT friendly. But what the fuck.

We entered and gave our into dialogue. There was a guy who looked more like a politician. In a harsh manner he asked us for what purpose. We gave him a little more details. In the end even he declined.

This was the last shop that we entered I think.. ( actually secondlast..).. it was a CD shop. 2 young guys were there.. we asked them if they could give an interview in front of the camera, they said we had to ask their owner. They directed us to another shop on the floor right above.. We went there looking for this guy and that son of a bitch started arguing with us. He started saying some random shit about people taking vids like this and putting it up on TV. I tried to explain that moron that we were college students doing this for our project, but won’t just accept. I had to work real hard not to bite my teeth and to keep the smile on my face. But in the end I just turned and walked out.

This is kind of an ‘end-of-the-day” video.

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The only good thing was we had a nice dinner together in a hotel near by and went home. And just yesterday I realized that I lost even the one form that I collected.

Well, this is just the tip of the ice burg. I bet there’s more big ass trouble coming this sem. I’ll keep u ppl posted of everything.. till then, Take care and remember SURVEYS…BAAAAAD!!!!

And here’s a bonus videos. This was in marina beach the next day I guess. Ryan and Ishan.

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Mad Scientist: Ashish

2009-09-11T20:52:00.010+05:30

DISCLAIMER: Since Ashish asked me not to write anything about him in my blog, this is not about him. This is about.. well.. a mad scientist. Who used to be my room mate. :P

1st, switch off that liquidator. no seriously. switch it off. if you have a mosquito coil thats burning, put that out too. throw out all the mosquito repellent creams n bullshit. cos when you are done reading this post, you will be an enlightened person. you will have a brand new way of getting rid of mosquitoes.

WARNING: Expect heavy side effects.Even death. but mosquitoes gone. for sure.

With that said, its story time. The year was 2005 (probably). And i was in hostel. you see, how comfortable you are in hostel, depends on lot of factors. Friends, room mates, canteen, bathrooms (goooosh.. read my last post), chicks in the girls hostel across the building (very imp..) and finally your room itself. now, it isn't really nice if you have a long complaint list about your room. we did. but we could live through it fortunately. But there was this one problem that kept us awake all night. literally.yes that was mosquitoes. Our room was a breading ground for mosquitoes. under the bed, gzzzzzzzzzzz.. above your head, gzzzzzzzzz.. in the shelf, gzzzzzzzz.. inside dirty clothes, gzzzzzzzz.. WTF.. every night it was like, our body is the bar and mosquitoes would get drunk like hell.. we tried every thing possible. liquidators, coils, creams n what not.. but these were some sort of super mutant mosquitoes that swore to drink up every last drop of blood in our body. it was getting totally impossible to sleep. And just about the time, when we were about to conclude that nothing could be done, our mad scientist stepped forward for our rescue. well atleast that is what he intended to do.

it was around 8 pm. time for dinner. i believe i was taking bath or something. i was a bit late. i found the rooms empty. everyone had already left. except ashish.i was standing near the door and i had a gut feeling that told me he's doing something crazy. well, it wasn't actually a gut feeling. when he's alone, he's surely upto something crazy. he used to keep all the books and notebooks stacked up on the table like he's building a miniature version of NYC. there was hardly place for anything else. but through the gap between the stack of book, i could c a cleaning sponge. maintaining a safe distance from the table (he might be making some sort of an explosive. with this guy, you can never be sure) i asked him what was he upto now? he told me he's going to get rid of the mosquitoes. i dared to step closer and take a look. i saw the complete apparatus. but it didn't really make any sense to me at first. there was a cleaning sponge as i told you. what i missed the first time was a small plate and a liquidator's refill. you know, the small bottle with some liquid that you put into the liquidator machine. with the sponge on the plate, he broke open the bottle and poured the liquid content on the sponge. i still had no clue what he was doing. then it all made sense when he pulled it out from his pocket. a damn matchbox. i said in bold clear words. WHAT THE FUCK??. before i could tell him anything, he lit the whole thing up. it had a small firework kind of starting. a big flame, but then it started burning like some ordinary sponge. i found myself shouting at him, telling him to move it away from all the book n papers. he lifted it using some cloth. someone's underpants. i'm sure about this. whenever he needed to clean or dust something(and lift hot objects), he used someone else's underpants. he placed in on the floor in middle of the room. we closed the doors and windows and left for dinner. on our way to dinner he had a big grin on his face and he told me that there wasn't going to be any sign of mosquitoes tonight. i actually knew that already. cos with the kind of smoke that his little invention was giving out, not even a human could survive in that room for more than couple of minutes. it was dense. dense as in, real dense. and black. imagine tar in vapor form. it was like that.

when we came back to the room...... i don't know how to put it in words. i had trouble making up my mind that it was actually my room. you see, when a volcano erupts or something, you have this volcanic ash that comes out and it settles all over the place. like snowfall. but gray and dirty that's hard to get rid of. it was pretty close in my case. only difference was that, it wasn't volcanic and it wasn't gray. it was black. just like the smoke, it was black. a thin coating over everything that was left exposed.

i had to leave pretty soon after that to my uncle's place, couple of streets off my hostel, cos my parents had come to Chennai for a couple of days. i really felt bad cos i would not be able to enjoy the one mosquito-less night in the hostel but i'll have to clean all my stuffs when i come back. its like you have to pay for a meal that you never had. when i got home that night, my mom asked me what exactly was i doing in hostel before i left. of course, i was standing in the room for sometime and the dust had also settled upon me. head, eye lashes, hair on my hands, everything had a black coating to it. i gave her the who story and everyone was really amused.

when i came back to my room, i had to clean all my stuffs. change my bedcover, pillow cover, dust my book and shelf and every small piece of thing on my shelf.but for some reason i wasn't upset. may be i knew it would make a good blog post in the future.

oh, by the way, guys told me, there wasn't any sign of mosquito for next couple of days. Hats off to our mad scientist!!!

thx for reading. pls comment.

Holy Crap!! We are in ladies toilet !!

2009-09-07T20:08:00.008+05:30

Hello people.. hows life??.. yesterday i was reading some of my older posts about my hostel and school days.. i was lost in memories. So i thought maybe i should post something more about my school days..

This is a small incident that happened with me and one of my classmate called Vivek. But before I start with my story, I think I should tell u this. Our school campus was shared by another women’s college. And due to some lack of classrooms, the college had occupied some of the classrooms in the 2^nd floor of our school building. That is where my hostel room was. And that is exactly the floor where the hostel toilet was. Now, how this toilet thing works is like this. During working hours, it’s a normal toilet. Everyone uses it. Those college girls included. After 4pm and on holidays , it becomes the Hostel toilet. Only the hostel students use it. And we hostel students would use only the ladies toilet because it had water supply and the other one did not (we need water to take bath and stuffs yaar.. ).

I don’t exactly remember, but I think we had some special class or something. It was a holiday for rest of the school. There was no trace of any college girls in the building either. But we saw some of them outside in the ground practicing some dance or something on the stage. Who cares. I was in canteen having breakfast when this guy Vivek came in. After I was done eating, we both left for the class. We had to cross the playground to get the Canteen from our school building, and it was raining the last night. When we reached the class, the teacher hadn’t arrived yet. So I thought, I could use the time to go n wash my legs, cos it was all muddy muddy.. plus I had to take something from my room. A pen or notebook I assume. I don’t remember. I took vivek along with me to my room, took whatever I needed and went to toilet to wash my legs. The ‘hostel’ toilet. (c’mon, it was a holiday…).. the toilet isn’t like, you open the door and you enter the toilet. The entrance is like a small chamber. You need to make couple of sharp turn and that’s when you enter the toilet. So the point is, it takes at least 3 to 4 seconds to enter the toilet from the corridor. I was washing my legs and vivek was standing idle. And suddenly we heard the noise. Atleast 15 to 20 girls. Running into the toilet. We threw each other a frightened look. There was no escape, there was no way we could exit the toilet now. Wasting no time, we both ran into one of the bathrooms and closed the door. I was so fuckin scared that I could feel my balls up in my throat. I remember praying, “please, don’t knock this door.. not this one, not this one..” ..both of us were standing real still. I remember him whispering into my ears in a scared voice. “maatno, TC dhaan da. “.. after couple of minutes, the worst thing happened. Someone was trying to open the door. No, not knocking. FORCING the door open. I thought my heart was gonna jump out of its place. At that moment, its very very difficult to think. But I did a thing that saved our asses.. The very reason why we were trapped like this. I opened the tap and let the water flow. Full force. I heard a voice say, “somebody is in there”… and I replied in my mind.. “yes bitches.. we are in here..”.. I was opening and closing the tap at regular intervals. We were waiting for more than 15 minutes. But it seems like eternity. After all the voices and footsteps faded away, I bent down, and through the gap between the door and the floor I peeked outside. It was difficult to see, but I could make out that no one was there. I slowly opened the door and stepped outside. Coast was clear. I’m usually pretty lazy. I always double think about doing anything that involves more than 5 secs of work. But at that point, i ran to the classroom, vivek right behind me. I can easily tell u, that was the fastest run I’ve ever made in my whole life.

Sitting in the classroom, I was totally out of breath. Cos I had run after a long time.(gosh, I can’t even remember the last time I ran..) but mostly cos of the adventure that we went thru, if I can call it that.. after a couple of hours, after the shock had settled down, I was thinking how did I ever land up in such a mess.now I could remember what those girls were taking. Holy mother of god!!!! I’v seen guys using a lot of profanity. Yes, even I speak bad words. But what the hell.. this was way too much.. the way they were speaking was 10 times worse than what I cud could ever come up with. This might be hard to believe, but trust me.

I’ve never told this to a lot of people, cos it’s a little embarrassing. But what the hell.. this is my blog and I can put whatever I want. And how many people read my blog anyway huh??

If u liked this post, wait till the next one. Its about a guy who has been already mentioned in my blog. I think it was one of the best posts I’v made. “Under my Waist, between my legs”, if u people remember. No prize for guessing, its our mad scientist Ashish Kumar Gupta..

“Mad Scientist” coming soon!!

Thx for reading. Pls comment.

You told u can swim!! (Trip to Poondy : Part 2)

2009-09-03T20:55:00.016+05:30

Heyyyy.. wassuuuup ppl.. i'm excited for some unknown reason.. and as long as i'm happy, i don't give a damn for reasons.. so. If u haven't noticed it yet, my last post was titled trip to poondy part 1. Now its totally reasonable to expect a part 2, but not when the blog belongs to a lazy ass like me. And definitely not, when its about some jackass. But then i thought, come on, how bad could it be. So here it is in its shortest form i can manage. we went to the same old place. Our Vineeth, the jackass i mentioned before, dropped his fatass into the flowin water. and he started to drift away. though the water level was only till his hips, he was pretending to swim, which looked less like swimming and more like a dog digging out mud trying to cover up its poo.. when his swimming did not work, he started shouting for help, "daai, vaanga da, pant a poodunnga da". he thought we'll jump into rescue and throw him a pant, like vous saved hemanth's crazy ass last time..*sarcastic sigh* and guess what, no one even moved a muscle. it wasn't until he went a good 10 -15 yard away, when hemanth called some guys taking bath there, for help. then a guy brought him back..damn. what a piece of shit man..Later after the rescue, vineeth vous and hema went into water again. took bath for some time. i never had any plan of getting in. i preferred solid ground. it started raining when we were leaving. it was so nice. rain, lonely road. Greenery. beautiful. so lemme sum up this post with some pics. and videos if i can find any.. bye. c ya in the next post.

Adventures of D.Hemath Kumar (Trip to Poondy: Part 1)

2009-08-04T16:54:00.005+05:30

Now this is something that happened recently. A couple of days back. I'll try to cut out the crap. vineeth, Vous and Hemanth had come over to my place. Power cut. nothing to do. We decided to go to Poondy dam. around one hour from my place. we reached there. It was all quite and lonely. Except for a slight humming of a motor, it was just 4 of us. We were standing on the bridge sort f thing and looking at water. One side of the bridge was a huge water body. A lake maybe. On the other side was a channel kind of think, through which water would flow to the nearby fields nall. From the place we were standing the water in that channel did not seem to be flowing too much. Water always fascinates Hemanth. he asked vineeth if its possible to swim there. Vineeth gave some lecture saying his friends nall take bath everyday, they jump from the bridge n some bullshit. This got Hema really fired up. He wanted to take a dip and he wanted Vineeth to accompany him. then both got down near the edge of the flowing water and removed there cloths. Just so that you know, Hemanth is sort of an athlete and the best swimmer among all 4 of us. ( i can't swim for shit though.. fuck it..).. He called me and Vous to come down an watch over his cloths. May be that was the smartest thing that he did all day. me and vous got down there. none of us were really sure about the depth. Vineeth put his legs inside till knee level and got up. Vous warned hemanth. But of course, he would not listen. So vous told him to hold his hand and gently go down the water, as such, if the water was too deep, we could pull him up. He held vous's hand. He was gently going down. I donno what got into his head, he suddenly left vous's hand and took a leap into the water. almost 2 meters away from the edge. the moment he jumped he totally went down. I got a lil scared. all of us had our gaze fixed at the point were he went down, we were waiting for him to come up again. After about 2 or 3 long seconds, he did come up. But when he did, he had his head truned away from us. so i cud not actually c his face. and he was drifting away from us. initially i thought he was swimming. But the moment he turned and tried to come towards us, holy shit!! the current was so bloddy strong, he was not able to move an inch. I saw his face and i cud clearly c he was scared to death. I'd never seen his face go like that. And that is when all of us went like " OH MY FUCKING GOOOOOOD".. i heard vous shouting "dai ava naala vara mudiila..pant yedu pant yedu"..he vineeth's pant and threw one end of the pant into the water. it was close to his hand but did not totally reach his hands. there was like a half a meter gap. all of us were shouting "pant a pudi da pant a pudi da.. ".. i cud c him stressing his every muscle. it took him like around 30 seconds to reach the pant. we pulled him to the shore. damn, if not for vous, he would have been dead.. the moment he was out of danger, all of us were in shock.but i donno y, i looked at hemanth, and all of us broke into one hell of a laughter. i cud not stop lafing at him. Hema was so scared that he was talking some random shit. oreyy dilouges. "kumbitta dheivam kai vidla.. uyir kaakum nanban na idhu dhaan.. " OMG.. it made me laf even more.. all this reminds me of a definition of a friend, that i read somewhere.. it goes like ," a friend is someone who picks you up and dusts you off and laughs his ass off".. on our way back hema told us stop at a temple. he went inside and when he came out, his forehead was full of vibuthi.. hahahahahaaaaa.... vous and me never stoped lafing after that for a while.. we finally reached my place and vineeth and hema departed to anna nagar. vara vali ellam hema was blabbering. "aiyoyo flowing water flowing water nu solluvaangaley. idhu daana adhu.. ".

It was a day that none of us would ever forget. i thought this incident will keep all of us away from poondy for the rest of our life.. or would it?? ;)

KODAIKANAL?? NO,OOTY !!!

2009-08-04T13:38:00.018+05:30

This is probably the longest gap between 2 posts. Sounds bad, but can't help it. been through a turmoil and somehow i managed to bring in some stability in my life. This morning i swore to myself that i'm gonna sit and make some posts. There are lot f stuffs that i need to post about. If i had to write about this trip to ooty life a month ago or something, i swear it would have been more interesting. But now, i think i'm lazy enough to save a dive into the depth of my memories. Ok, now i'll shut up and start with the story.

I dont really remember what day it was. satruday i think. The big day. We had planned to go to kodaikanal, but then changed our mind to Ooty and then back to Kodai. The night before i was browsing looking for all worth visiting places in kodaikanal.. stuffs to do nall.. after transferring some webpages to my phone, i packed my bag, put my phone in charge and went to sleep.. next morning vous came to my place to pick me up in qualis. ya, we went to ooty in that qualis. after putting my bag into the car, we started. i was really excited, cos this was gonna be a long trip with friends. That does not happen to my much. So just to fire up a conversation, i asked how much time will it take to reach kodai?? vous said that are going to Ooty. alright, that wasn't what i wanted to hear. but who cares. life was hectic. i needed a break. we went to pickup kaka and then hemanth. too bad that nari missed out all the fun.. and so, we hit the road to.. somewhere.. i dono the route nall. we stopped at a motel called adhinatha at 9:54 for breakfast. Thx to hema for the precise timing. he kept telling me jot down the place and time nall.. i'v got that note opened right now in my phone. the next line says "Natarampalli ..12.30..Pissing"..at 2 sharp we were at..wait, need to take a peek at my phone.. ya 'Dharmapuri'... (reminds me of my hi school chemistry teacher..we used to call him this..lolz).. we had lunch there. we bought some mags.. it was so much fun. best friends. long trip. we seemed to be having shitload of fun. at 3:49, we were in middle of the bridge at metur dam. awesome view. the trees were like the kind u c in the old DOS version of lionking. chance e illa.. when ever a car would pass, the whole bridge would shake. Moving on, we stopped at couple of places for piss and petrol. apart than that, it was just out car, straight road and greenery all around.. i peronally dont like going out in broad daylight. my timing is 6pm to 3am.. thats my fav part of usuall 24hrs.. and thankfully, adhering to my liking, we reached Metupalayam at 6.31. it was sooooo nice.. sun set. just a couple of shops. Blackthunder entrance and a decent looking tea shop. all of had tea there. i would have skipped this but i can't help it. It was 100 times better than the tea that we drink here in chennai t shops.. just 5 mins from Tea Point, we reached Anni bridge and the climb began.. The view was amazing. I don't remember when we reached Ooty, apparently i didn't note it down.. but im sure it was around 9 or 10. we had to hunt for a good room. some places were dirty, some looked like "mental hospital" as vous put it.. lolz. finally we found one decent looking room. We had dinner in a near by hotel and went to sleep.

Next morning i woke up at around 9. When we came to out room last night, it was totally dark out side.. just the street lights and some near by buildings had lights.. this morning when i opened the door, i was like, wooooow.. in just couple f hours, all of were ready to leave. thats when that cottage guy told we had to change out room. we packed up everything and moved to a new room. just 5 drive, a lil higher grounds than out current room. it was better that the one we had. we dumped out stuffs in there. had breakfast and left to this place called Doddubeta. reached there at 12.30. it was pretty cool.. every moment the climate would change. i'd be foggy and in next 5 mins, u'll feel the sun burning your skin. what can i say abt this.. scenic beauty. typical ooty.. i can't recollect when this happened, but my note says "lunch..2:56..Natarampalli".. after lunch we hit the boat house. we took a 4 seater boat. me and vous were the one peddling. hema and kaka were chumma sitting making fun of us.. screw u guys.. we had a great time there. singing songs, hitting other boats in the water.. we went to the other end of the shore and our boat got stuck in the mud..hahaha.. some one got down and pushed it back into the water..lolzzz. after getting off the boat, we took some pics with out lifejackets nall..was sort f cool..according to my notes, we left the boathouse at 5. I think we went to a random place while on our way back. random place as in, there was a small diversion, and no one seemed to be heading that way. so we did.. it was quite and beautiful. Even better, it was raining. My note does not speak of anything else that we did that day.. we went to our room. we ordered out housekeeping guy to get some dinner. gosh!! wat a big mistake. brought all crappy food items. that guy was a Nepali. Hema seemed to be very interested in that guy's son, a cute lookin fella . I think his name was Lal sing song. ("sing song" hahaha.. no disrespect.. ).. we had our dinner and put the day to end.

next morning we headed to botanical garden and rose garden. i have to say this. BORINGGGGG... roses.. flowers.. not my thing. then we headed to some falls. i don't remember the name. i expected to see some falls. but it was just some normal flowing river. falling to a lower ground at a certain point, may b thats y it was called a 'falls'.. but it was nice.. surely better than botanical garden and rose garden. vous hemant and our driver had a stupid stone throwing competition. after spending time there, we went to some shooting spot. obviously. breathtaking view. thank god i atleast had my phone with me. took lota pics. then we came back to our room. One thing that i enjoyed a lot through out the trip was the hot water bath at the beginning and end of the day. daaaaaamn.. felt soooooo nice.. that night we had no cable connection, so no TV. we took the time to write a song for our friend nari. it was soooo damn hilarious. to bad we never recorded the song.

wait, i think i missed out something.. we went to another place somewhere.. some small hill sort f place. may b the day before this i think.nyway..

next morning there was no water. so we had to shift to another room, just to get ready and packup. it was our last day. room was pretty much the same. we got ready and left. did we stop anywhere?? i dont remember. the next big place we stopped was blackthunder, in front of the tea point i mentioned earlier. had a brilliant time in BT. kaka almost drowned. but the best part was when vous jumped into the water with the phone in his pocket and wrecked it. hehehe.. my fav ride was the lazy river :D...before leaving, we went to the games area.. or wtever its called. there, we had a small basketball thingy. we'd get small ticket sort f thing for each basket we score. if we cud get 20 or some tickets, we'd get a surprise gift. instead of actually basketting the ball, me and hema were collecting tickets thrown all over the floor. hema or kaka, i dont remember, even stole some tickets from a small kid while his dad was throwing the ball..lolzzz.. but the point is we got our surprise gift. A plastic scale and a whistle. oh shit. hema ku won't stop blowing it. it tore me eardrums. we spent our night in darmapuri. next morning, had breakfast in the same hotel. at this point i really started feeling home sick. lunch in the motel that we had breakfast when we started. we even sat in the very same place. by 4 or 5 pm i think i was in my home. and glad.

so that was my trip to ooty. can't think of a sweet finishing line. chk out my orkut profile for more pics.

http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile.aspx?uid=13879185095058299120

peace!!

Blast from the past!!

2009-05-22T19:37:00.007+05:30

What has that title got to do with this post?? well, i donno.. it was just some random line running in my head. Ok. So lets start this post with a lil quiz.. 1)Who is the big daddy of procrastination??...yes, you have it.. its me.. question number 2). Who is the 2nd most unorganized guy who looks awesome?? XD.. thats meee.. (1st is Gowtham.. he does not look awesome though.. ;).. kidding..).

The long gap between this and the previous post proves the 1st question right.. so lets go on and prove the the 2nd question right.. its been a long long long long time.. so i can assure you nothing is in order.. And like i did in some earlier post, i'll put up every thing in points.. though it looks stupid, its easier for me..

>>last month: Vineeth came to my place.. he used to come almost on a regular basis till the next point happened.. so wait for it.. both of us were sitting in my room doing absolutely nothing. he had his bike with him. so we thought we'll just go where ever the road takes us.. so we started n we kept going for like an hour or something.. we crossed thiruvallur nall.. it was pretty dark an all i could c was the road a couple of feet ahead of us,somethimes headlights of vehicles coming from the opposite direction. it was PITCH dark all around us. we kept going till we found a shop in middle of nowhere. and this is the best part.. the shop was at a edge of a hair pin bend.. and the road was steep on both the sides of the bend.. as in the place where the shop was, was at a higher level. so we could see vehicles coming from both the directon.. in that pitch darkness, the headlights would flash right on our face.. it was so nice.. when ever a vehicle crossed us, we could hear the engine noice fade into the silence.. it was samma.. then we were chumma sitting there for some time and then we came back..

>>a few days later: as i told u, this bugger used to come to my place regularly.. he would call his girlfrd from my landline. he kept doing this for couple of days.. one fine day, he came to my place right from college.. he called his gal n then we both went out somewhere. he left his bag in my home itself.. as soon as we left, that female called my landline. my mom picked up and she was like "i'm vineeth's frnd. can i talk to him". my mom said he just left. she said ok n kept the phone.. after like 15 or 20 mins i came back home n he left.. he told he'll get the bag the next day.. Now my mom is like damn strict about girls calling up.. she asked me who is that gal? i said i donno.. may b his classmate or something.. my mom asked y is he calling from our landline?? Y is he coming to our house regularly these days?? does he share any wrong relationship with that gal?? errrr..i was like, moooooom, pls.. i donno.. n i dont care.. i told this to him.. n he was like, aiiyoyooo i'm not coming to your place again. yor mom would kill me..

>>a few more days later: yeeee.. gang meet up.. me vous and vineeth left from my place. vineeth was riding vous's bike. i was in my xcd. 2 mins for my place vous's bike ran out of petrol. again we had to go get pertrol.. both these guys were couple of feet in front of me. in an effort to overtake a santro from left, something happened and they both had a great fall.. i got to c the crash from a good angle.. they both fell near the edge of the road. the dust n all flying, it was like some tiny nuclear explosion.. vous's bike took some damage near the headlight. he was real pissed off at vineeth. then we somehow made it to hema's place. nari joined us ( yes yes.. he was late).. we went to abirami.. i don't exactly remember what happened after that.. vineeth's gal used to msg him in my phone.. and she has this hyper lame habbit of using 'ma' in the end of each sentence..she msged sometinglike " hi, is vineeth there ma? can i call ma??".. i was a lil pissed for no reason.. i replied, we are in bike.. he's busy, cant talk.. call after some time. and stop calling me 'MA'.. she was like ok.. then my dad called me and told me come home.. so i went back..

>>Someday between the last 3 points: same scenario as the 1st point. we took the bike out.. it was early this time.. around 12 or 1pm.. we went along the same way.. this time all the way till andhra border.. if we had gone a couple of more kilometeres, we would have found people talking in telgu.. it was then we realized we were running out of petrol.. from there we took some bypass road to redhill, some 10kms or so..in middle of this ride we stopped at a shop for some drinks n refreshment.. i really don't remember what place was that.. vineeth and the shopkeeper were talking about the route and the next junction and all.. finally the shopkeeper asked " yenngarunndhu pa variinga neega?" vineeth said "chennai la irunndhu varoom".. and i was like.. what the fuck " dai nammbo chennai ellam cross panni vanndhutooma?" both of them started laughing. we kept the speedo exactly in the middle of the economy zone.. somehow we made it all the way to anna nagar.. and the bike stopped near sboa school.. and ye, both of us were out of cash.. i had just 10bucks.. we went till creamy inn. we called nari. and yaaaaaaa, it was nari's birthday.. he made us wait for 1 and half hour. then he came.. we took money from him. then filled our bike n came home..

>> few weeks back: this one is a killer... me vous and hemant went to sathyam.. we saw fast and furious 4. then we went till spencer. we ate icecream we went to all the phases.. vous started.. dai, yeppadi da indha figure laam correct pannraanga..onnumey puriila da.. hahahahaha... then orey discussion about this topic... finally hemanth: dai, inngaye yedhaavadhu ponnu kitta naan peesa pooren.. and he wanted company.. we selected some gals for him. but all of them were with their parents or probably boyfrnds.. we were walking all the day and my legs were killing me, so we went down and sat near that information desk or lobby or watever its called.. we saw 2 gals coming.. hema was charged up.. they went to that juice shop near that entrance.. hemanth: dai juice kudikkaraanga da.. va nammbalum poi juice kudikkalam.. poi time keekalaam.. vous wud not lift his ass and i didnot wanna make a fool out of me.. i told hemanth to shut up. but he did not listen to me.. ( well, actually no one listens to me.. :(.. )... both the girls left spencer.. hemanth: seekiram da. pooraanga da.. seekiram va da.. he forced me and vous out of spencer. they were walking toward the tvs bus stand. me and vous were standing on the stairs near the entrance. hemanth started scolding me for being such a pussy.. i donno man, i donno if this is being pussy, but i cannot go and start flirting with some random chick.. (im not gowtham ;) vous told me to just go with him.. i knew for sure this is gonna be something real bad for him.. so i maintained my distance from him.. the gals were waiting in the bus stand..( waiting for bus, not for hemant.. lolz..)hemant suddenly took a turn and went straight to those girls.. i kept my eyes fucking straight and joined vous.. vous was ahead of us and he was looking at hema. i joined him and we kept walking.. i slightly turned my head and saw hemanth walking briskly towards us.. when he came close we asked him, yenna da peesuna?? hemant:" thirummbi paakaama nadanndhu pooooikte iru.. thirummbi paakaadha".. hahahahahahahahahaha.. fuckin awesome. we took a trun and away from those gal's sight.. we had tea. and we demanded elaburation.. hemant:" samma nose cut da".. ok, i think i should skip the conversation.. i don't wanna insult my best friend in my blog.. free a vidu.. free a vidu..

>> a few days after that: the gang went to citicenter.. nothing much happened.. except for this. here also hema started his hunt and vous was the one to initiate.. he pointed at 3 gals and said, dai avannga nammbalaye paakaraanga da.. this guy wanted to go and talk to her.. kadavaley kadavaley.. he took me along. yes, i was the bakra even this time.. but this time i got to enjoy a lil more.. we were sitting in one of those benches . those girls were right in front of us. when they crossed us... hemanth in a threatening voice: " ha haai"...i could not help but to laugh my ass out.. and there was a guy sitting next to us in that bench.. he says "its ok.. keep trying..".. ohhhh my god.. then vous had to leave.. i came with him.. plan was to pick up his bag from hema's house and leave.. but hema's house was locked. we tried finding the keys.. mmmhm.. we had to wait till hema and nari came back..even hema could not find the keys.. it wasn't there..he had some books nall n he needed to study for his exams the next day.. i chose to stay till his mom came back home, pick up his bag and go back by train.. so vous left.. me, nari and hema went to a tea shop.. we sat there for like 1 hr or something.. nari had 3 tea.. i had 2.. hema had 1.. nice numbers.. then i got vous's bag and left by train.. vous was waiting for me near the station. i handed him the bag and went home..

>>couple of days back: this is probably the last and shortest point. i went to nari's home. i wanted some videos and some music..i went. i copied it to my pendrive. i came back. thats it..

hmmmmmm...welllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll, i'v got nothing much to write about.. i wish i could say i was busy with my college work, but i'm in no mood of doing any of that.. instead, for past couple of days i was recording these vids.. check them out if ur free..

I'm a total noob. i'm a beginner.. and i'm totally selftaught.. so don't expect anything fancy..

A special note to hemaku and naaaadhamuni nari kutti : don't fuckin complain that i missed out on certain things.. and don't even think about any kalasification in the comments.. i'll delete it..

i'm in a hurry.so don't mind any spelling or grammatical mistakes.. Enjoy..pls comment..

3 doors down: Be Like That

Plain White T's: Hey There Dalilah

Ronan Keating: When you say nothing at all

Greenday: Boulevard of Broken dreams

Recent Happenings

2009-04-02T23:38:00.006+05:30

i guess march was the only month that has gone without a single post since i started this blog.. so i thought before April slips out, lemme make a post.. Being very honest, my 6th sense is telling me dat this post is gonna b a lil boring..cos u c, nothing much really happened for a last couple f months.. plus my memory being a lil weak( even yesterday is a blur in my mind, and tomorow... well, i never think that far ;)), i'm gonna sum up watever comes to my mind into this post..

with nothing much to do, the Gang went to anna nagar park for a long amble.. we accidentally bumped into our old school mates dutta and KB.. in school, dutta was one of d hottest guys.. but now he's got big tummy and grown a couple f inches in diameter.. KB was lookin like some sales man..lolz.. full formals with a bag.. when hemanth saw him from a distance, he started to run away..i can't figure out y.. we had a nice chat.. meanwhile hemant got a "tight' 'friendly' slap from KB... hahaha.. KB's face had a smile, but his overall face expression said otherwise.. then we all went home i guess..

i can't really recollect if we had a meet up anytime soon after that.. even if we did, lets just assume we didn't cos i'm not in mood to disturb the part of my brain responsible for month old memories.. lets fast forward to 2 weeks ago. The Gang + "a-12yrs-old-looking-12th-std-guy" called Rahul went for this movie called yaavarum nalam..he's in 12th std in SBOA, but i can bet my ass, when u 1st look at him u'd probably say he's 12 or 13 yrs old.. me voo n hemant went to nari's place(in case u don't know who r voo, nari and hemant or even me in that case, chk out my previous post)... we had to wait for a long time, as uuuuuuuuusual, for nari asshole to come down.. meanwhile voo took pullayar(rahul's brother.. can't remember his name, this is wat nari calls him.. pullayar.. hahaha..he's in 4th std but sure, heavier than me.) for a ride in his bike.. eventually nari came down after what seemed to be forever!!!we all went to abirami.. donno for wat.. thing with me is, i don't really pay attention to what these guys are talking..i'll be lost in my own world. that's typical me. so where we r going, what r v gonna do, all these planning r done by voo or hema.. so i basically sit with them in the bike and go where ever they take me.. if me and nari are on the same bike, even better.. we'll be lost in words, talking abt life n philosophy n stuffs, we'll be circling the same place over and over till hema or voo calls us and we hear an angry voice over the phone which usually sounds like " dai, yennga da poi tholannjiinga..naanga innga vanndhu seendutoom".. i donno any shit abt chennai roads or places, so i'll ask nari " macha, yennga da irukkoom nammbo?? voo kathhuraan da" he'll tell me the place and i'll be like " dai naanga innga dhaan da irukkom, innum 5 mins la we'll b there".. this is wat being in the Gang is like.. ya i know, m8 sound stupid... but, we are best friends and we r out there having fun.. nothing comes close to it..

so where were we, ya abirami.. b4 entering, nari ordered special tea for all of us in a tea shop nearby.. we had tea.. then i donno y, mayb the tickets was sold out or something or the show already started,i donno wat we cud not watch the movie in abirami.. then while others waited in abirami, me and nari went to sangam to check if tickets are available.. and as i said b4, we were talking talking talking and we crossed sangam twice and we r like " where the fuck is sangam.. it is supposed to be here.." and somehow we managed to find it n get in..we went near the counter and i donno if he asked or not, he was saying "dai anndha black tshirt sammaya irukka da.. ".. i felt like oh my gooooooood.. will u cut it out for some time.. went n asked, tickets sold out.. we went back to abirami.. then we all headed to..i dont know the theater's name.. in mountroad.. we had to buy the ticket in black to watch the movie..when we entered the theater, all the 5 seats were not together.. we did some seat exchange interchange crisscross and then we finally got to sit together.. by the time we settled down, the movie's name was on the screen.. thats when i realized we are in for a horror movie.. I'm not ashamed to accept that i'm hyper scared to watch horror movies.. rahul was sitting to my left and nari to my right.. nari and me, we had our hands netted throughout the movie..(NO, WE ARE NOT GAYS.. we were just too scared).. well the movie wasn't that scary nall, but u can't trust these horror films.. u donno when some ugly looking creature might pop into the screen with some horrible background sound.. guaahhhhaaahhhhaaaa...shit... i hate those moments....in middle of the movie, the heroin gets hurt and is in hospital.. hero is all sympathetic n sayning very soothing lines like "nee illaama naan enna pannuven", hemant suddenly shouts out "nee illaama yennga pooi chicken saapduvenn".. fuckin kickasss..our whole row was lafing at it..( u'll have to c the movie to get the humor in it).. we finally finished watching the movie and we came out.. voo was already late we had no time for another tea or juice or anything.. voo started his bike n vroooom.. sitting behind voo in bike is real fun..after reaching home i saw my inbox.. hemant had sent a group msg " yaavarum nalama".. lolz.. btw, the movie was nice, worth watching.. very interesting and different.. so the end of that story, what else...

you have permissiont to skip this part if u r not into games nall, but wat other job do u ppl have other than reading my blog.. so just shutup n read.. i'v been playing Farcry 2 for a week now.. and finally finished it.. gameplay is good, but i seriosly did not understand the story.. there are 2 groups UFLL and APR fighting against each other in africa.. u'll work for both of them.. throughout the game u keep traveling from one end f the map to the other to kill someone.. and when ur traveling some buggers will keep chasing u in a jeep with a gun.. so u'll have to stop driving and get out of the car to kill them and drive again, which is very irritating after a certain stage.. talk about graphics, Dunia engine was awesome.. check out he sceenshots..i cud play the game in 'very high' graphic settings.. i have a 2.8GHz core2duo, 2GB ram n a nvidia9800GT.. even the levels were pretty good.. ppl said AI was very bad, but i think they've done a good job with AI.. my fav thing abt the game was the daynnight cycle.. I love ubisoft, but being very honest, game is verrrrrry repetitive and hence boring.. next i think i'm gonna get my hands on crysis.. since i got my GC recently, now only i can play crysis.. so i'm gearing up for nano suite.. yoooo..

here are some screen shots from farcry 2.. pics r not clear,open in a new tab to c actual size images.. u'll thank me 4 providing some good wallpapers :D

u'll find lot of these wild life in the game. zebra, deer, n those huge buffalo sort f things u c in discovery channel.. one shot, and they'll be dead..
i jst exploded a car using some sort a grenade launcher..
explosions look damn cool.. the above pic is actually a guard post, i killed all the guys in there.. 1 guys was left, i shot him and he was injured but he did not die.. i kept an explosive near his ass, i ran to a distance n i exploded.. May god have mercy on his soul.. huhahaahhaha..

i don't think there's anything else i can talk abt now.. so i guess we'v reached the end of the post.. was the post boring?? cos i enjoyed a lot.. i usually prepare n make some drafts before posting.. this time i just typed it in directly.. so any spelling mistakes nall.. dont complain.. just ignore ;).. thank u for reading.. and pls comment.. :)

bye..

The 'GANG'

2009-02-06T01:20:00.000+05:30

Hi people.. I was tryin to do some push ups.. my hand slipped n I got my ankle sprained. Ouchhh it hurts.. I’m typing this post with a scrap bandage around my right ankle.. (damn, iodex is burning my skin like shit..)

Ok, I’m not ashamed to accept that last few months have been pretty dull.. no good post no good reading materials.. my sincere apologies.. was too busy making 2 crapy looking games.. lolz.. and the best part is, to assess those crapy games, some buggers r coming from UK.. enna koduma sir idhu..

alright, this is something that gowtham has been telling me to do for a long time now.. though most of the u visiting this blog, know me and all the people this blog is about, sometimes some online nomad might just popin and wonder who or wat d hell is nari voo etc.. so this post is dedicated to the ‘GANG’, the way we call ourselves..hehe.. I ‘m gonna give short descriptions about the gang member… trust me, naan sollradhu ellam unnmai, unnmai thavara vere yeedhum illai.. I’m so damn sure these buggers will not agree to lot of stuff I’m writing here.. But as I’v mentioned before in some earlier post, this is my damn blog, this is my version of things.. beat it..

k, so lets get started.. ‘GANG’ members.. Lokesh, Gowtham, Hemant(h) ;)… and me.. theres one more creature called Praveen. But he’s more like a visiting member.. all of us where classmates in high school.. had one hell of a time in school( damn.. I miss my school days.. ) and still having a blast together.. this blog is the proof.. “our gang rox”( the phrase lokesh hates)..

Lokesh(vous,voo, logayys, loogu) – loogu, hahahahaha.. he’s probably gonna beat me up for this..lolz..omg.. can’t stop laughing.. he’s like the gang leader.. doin his 2nd yr in B.Tech IT in SRM univ..He’s a total daredevil.. samma damaar dumiir character.. of all the ppl I know, he’s the only guy who loves inviting trouble.. you need to be very careful abt what you speak to this guy, cos u can be pretty sure he’s gonna kalaasify you.. even though he speaks politely, his body language, his face expression, everything will give you a feel as if he’s gonna kick your ass the next second.. for example when he says “ illa da, naan olunnga dhaan poonen” will seem like “ thirimmbi paakaama oodu da naaye.. saav adichiduveen..” hahahaha.. probably this is the reason lot f ppl think twice before interacting with him.. mad about manu.. he has a mini gym in a corner of his room.. he has the best body among all of us ( aana enna, konnjam kullam.. hehehe)..infact he has inspired rest of the gang members to build their body..(and responsible for the bandage on my hand right now!!).. very decent and responsible guy.. You can blindly trust him.. will do anything for friends.. (including sharing his underwear.. lolz.. kidding.. )..

Hemant( hemaku, karkare sir): “Dream as if your gonna live for ever, live as if you’r gonna die tomorrow”.. need I say more??..doin his 2nd yr in M.Sc Computer Science in… now wat was that college ??.. TSN I think.. ye??.. it was my 1st week in Chennai and my first day at class.. I went on asking people “ do u play games??”.. every body were like no no no…. he was the only guy who said, I don’t play a lot of games, but I’m a Ragnarok player.. damn, atleast one guy I can talk to about games.. may be that is wat brought me close to him.. though he is not good at studies, he’s definitely not like other poor students in the class who r like total dumbasses.. I respect him a lot..very intelligent and knowledgeable.. he has a vision for life which is very important..only thing I don’t like abt this guys is his irregular bathing habbit.. takes bath once in 2 days.. stinking bitch.. he totally follows his heart.. he used to be very well know in the school for his punchlines, thathhuvams and his kalaasifying skills..

donno y, I feel like mentioning this incident.. we were in 12th.. our school campus was shared by another girls college.. and from our classroom we could directly see the college classrooms.. once there was this function in that college.. I don’t remember what exactly, but some function.. all the girls were dressed up in saare and we could see them walking inside their classrooms.. most of the guys in my class were busy near the window starting at them.. they were so into it, that they did not see our physics teacher enter the class.. gals in my class started giggling.. all f them turned and went back to their seats.. our teacher said “ dai, avannga ellam college students da.. unnga vayasu ponnaa paathu sight adinnga da..” (guys, they r college students.. find girls of your own age..)… and this was hemant’s reply “ma’am, perussa aasa patta dhaan sirussa kadaikkum..”(but ma’am, only if we dream big, we can achive small things..).. everybody were including that teacher were laughing there guts out.. samma comedy..

Gowtham( nari, nari kutty, naadhamuni nari, naaye nariye): ok gowtham..gang’s barny stinson.. totally awesome ;)..2nd yr IT.. SRM Eshwari.. our frequencies match a lot.. in fact, me n this guy r of one type, and lokesh n hema r of another type… we both share a lot f common interests.. the way we think, the way look at life, every thing is more or less the same as mine.. believes in living life to the fullest.. even if all the odds are against him, he does what he wishes.. he’s a big time asset to our gang.. he’s sort f a relationship expert.. if u need a galfrnd or if u just had a breakup n need to talk to someone, he the guy u need to approach… apart from being very nice n decent n polite nall he’s also a lot crazy.. if I wanna do something crazy, he ma partner in crime..hyper romantic guy.. he can come up with romantic lines in fraction of seconds.. damn, his famous line goes something like “ there can be millions of stars, but there can be only one moon..ur my moon”.. or something similar to this.. romance is one that that separates me and him by miles.. plus he does lot f meditation n talking to ghost spirits or something I donno.. he has freaked me out a lot f time by talking about life after death n ghost n stuffs.. trust me this guy has a powerful tongue.. currently he’s obsessed with programming and games.. he wants to become a game programmer too..i have no clue where this obsession is gonna lead.. but till the time he actually starts working on some game, I’m gonna take that with a grain of salt..

Praveen(kaka):well what can I say about his guy.. he’s doing something called AME.. the only thing I can relate this guy is cell phones.. he’s into this buying n selling mobile phones.. makes some cash out of it.. the biggest comedian of our gang.. the way he speaks itself sets him apart.. “ah right” which means ok fine.. “ GTA cassette”.. which means GTA CDs.. “aiito” which actually means item.. there’s more I can talk about this guy.. but its 1 in the morning and I need to get up eary tomo.. told u na, some idiots r coming from UK to assess our games..damn… so I’m gonna jump to myself..

Me( u guys didn’t think I’m gonna write my nicknames here, did ya?? Guahahahahaha): myself, vatsa a.k.a dEviL… 2nd yr Game programming … yeeee… u read it right.. I’m a game programmer… hehehe.. cool right.. but I wasn’t this cool all my life.. on a serious note I used to be a looser.. with big round thick glasses on my eyes… goo flowing down my nose..*eewwww*.. dirt nails.. no one respected me..pretty girls never looked at me.. no one even cared..y should they, I was a nobody.. but one day, I got abducted by an alien spaceship.. I was very frightened.. one of the alien walked upto me and said “gosh, don’t b scared machaa..we’v been tracking u for a while now and we want to help u..”.. then they injected me with a radioactive substance called awesomonium and immediately everything went into blur.. when I opened my eyes, guess wat.. from a thick spectacled stinking dirty nailed looser, I had become the most awesome guy of the face of earth.. and that my friends, is the story of how I became me… wad up?? Ok chill.. about me in simple words.. games+programming+internet+music+novels+orkut+friends+love=me;

So that brings us the end of this very helpful post that helps some people to get to know the heros of this blog better.. I’m so fuckin tired n sleepy my head is gonna fall right on the keyboard if I don’t go to bed in 5 mins…my blog is turning into a personal version of five point someone.. may b I should let these guys write a post individually… I’ll call it hemanth speaks….gowtham speaks.. n wateva..times up.. bye.. c ya in next post..

Keypad Hero and Love is War

2009-01-31T23:06:00.000+05:30

dont let your imaginations run wild by the topic.. those are the two games that i made for my 3rd sem project.. and that justifies my absence for past 2 months.. its 11pm and i'm so damn fuckin sleepy.. i'v been sleep deprived for past couple f days cos i was working a little hard on my project.. had shitload of documentations to finish.. still i haven't finished... so bare with me till i get it done.. and staytuned cos some real fun post r about to follow.. till then bye.. and btw.. i thought f putting up my games here, but i donno how to.. probably i'll upload it somewhere n i'll provide you the download link.. and if you r too intolerant, let me no,I’ll give you the source code..to make the code work you'll need netbeans 6.1 for Keypad Hero(J2ME mobile game) and u'll need visual studio 2005 with DX for Love is War(DirectX, PC) .. but that’d be stupid. Jst shut up and wait I’ll give you the download link.. bye till then..

Under my waist. Between my legs..

2008-12-01T05:46:00.000+05:30

Hi blog readers.. Its been raining 4 the last couple of days.. Schools n Colleges are closed.. (My guess. I donno.. I’m not goin to college..lolz).. So it’s a lazy Sunday?(or Saturday??) afternoon.. and I’m sitting in front of my comp like a like a declod pregnant cat on a porch swing, idly swodding at flies... So here I am.. updating my blog.. I hope u’v read my previous post.. if u haven’t, may b u should go check out.. Cos, basically I don’t want any f my post to go unread :) ..lolz..

Ok, so coming to this post.. as the title might suggest, its not something involving too much profanity.. rather, its about this funny ( damn funny) incident that happed during my days in school hostel… the lead characters in the story: Mr ‘B’ and ‘The Ashish’.. and it all begins like this..

The above thing is sort f a rough representation of my room..(I donno y I drew it.. not that necessary..mayb after 20yrs when im reading this, it’ll bring back sweet memories of some of the best days of my life.. :) ) so this is wat happed.. Mr B, ( don’t wanna mention his name..guy from the next room).. had a gift from his galfrnd… it was a ceramic thing. Wat is called?? A small thing, a boy and gal holding eachother… I donno the exact word 4 it.. u’ll find lot f this stuff in fancy store shelves.. hope u got it.. so, he had this thing given by his galfrnd and he had kept it on top of the shelf.. ( y did he keep something with so much emotional value in our room?? Victoria’s secret..lolz..i donno).. one fine day, around 5 in the evening, me and ashish were sitting in our bed.. and asish was searching for his pen..hold on..fact no.101: Ashish’s pouch never run’s out of pens and pencils.. how? This is how..after the school gets over, and all the students leave the school, he goes all around the school, into each and every classroom, and brings back anything that he gets his hands on.. sometimes when I don’t have a pen, I used to join him in his ‘hunting’(as the process was widely know in the hostel)..shhhh..now this is a secret.. during one of our hunting, we got our hands on a key.. that night, we went and tried the keys on each and every door that was locked.. chemistry lab, physics lab, staffroom, library and BRAVO!!! Computer lab opened.. that day onward we used to enter the lab with our pillows and bedsheets at 12 or 1am..switch on the AC..sleep there till 5 in the morning..then getup, switchoff the AC, sneak back into our rooms..i even spoiled some comps..hehehe..no physical damage, but i fucked around in the Windows/System32 folder..hehehe..it was like adventure every day.. lolz.. coming back to the main story, ashish was desperate to find his pen.. he was furiously scanning and all the selves and in the process, knocked the ceramic thing down and broke it into 2 pieces..and the best part.. that thing broke vertically, separating the boy and the gal…(ouch…painful !!)..he bent down and picked up both the pieces, he was scared to his balls cos B would screw him if he found out( B is almost twice of ashish’s size).. and the worst thing happened.. B came in… caught ashish red handed.. u can imagine wat happed next..
Both got into a big argument.. bla bla bla.. after like 15 mins of verbal dishum dishum, B told him “ I donno wt ya gonna do, I wan2 c this thing fixed in 10mins..”..

Obeying his orders, ashish bot some feviquick.. that 5 rupees pack.. OMG.. that was the 1st time I saw feviquick in action..that thing is so damn fucking strong.. so he came back into the room and he carefully applied that adhesive onto the two broken pieces and attached it.. it was good.. the same as it was before, except the small visible crack and some tiny missing pieces.. he gave it back to B and told him to keep it in his room.. B took it and went away..

He came back into the room, he wasn’t very angry now though, but still a little pissed off on ashish.. Ashish was sitting in his bed. He had kept the left over feviquick on the table.. B spotted the tube and picked it up.. when ashish had his gaze somewhere else, he swiftly squeezed the remaining glue on his……..well…….read the title……though he wasn’t naked(fcors).. he was wearing a netted shorts and…… nothing inside. so basically wat happed was the glue just filtered through the cloth and fell on his thing.. hahahaha.. I was there sitting on my bed watching the whole drama… next second me ashish and B, all three of us were shouting.. Ashish was shouting cos he was in the danger of getting the hole blocked and not having kid in the future… B was laughing violently, pulling down every entity on the table.. I was screaming, telling ashish to go run and wash it quickly…..ashish ran spreading his legs, to the toilet, holding ‘that’ part of his shorts as far away from his thing as possible…it was so damn funny on B’s part… hahahaha.. he came back.. along with me and B, some more ppl had gathered to welcome ash back to the room, as if waiting for the president to step out of the plane and wave at us.. lolz.. he was very angry at B..

‘the’ ashish…(as he was commonly teased in hostel) has a very funny strange accent. First time he spoke to me, I had trouble figuring out what language he was talking in.. now this guy came back angrily from the toilet.. he said.. “it iij nut guuing”.. all of us burst into laughter.. ya ya..i know.. its not something to laugh at.. it could be serious.. but all of us who had gathered around had one heck of a time laughing at him.. then the humor settled and B told ash to go to doctor..(B is actually a very nice guy…thought I should mention this, cos this whole thing is giving him a villain role…lolz)..

To go out of the hostel, we had to 1st ask the warden..//wat the fuck.. my mom is telling me to get up from comp…and do some work.. chance ee illa//..where was I… ya.. we had to take warden’s permission before going out. She’d give small slip(the so called outpass..)..and the security would let us go out.. so ashish went to hospital and came back in an hour.. when he came back, every one rushed into our room.. wat happened, wat happened, wat happened… and ashish was like, doc gave me some ointment..and he gave an angry look to B and told.. “I hab tu apply it on my [CENSORED]”…lolz.. the way he told, his face expression..oh my god.. it was hillllllarious.. B asked him “ wat did u tell the warden da?”… he said “maam, I hab infection”.. warden had asked “ where”.. “BELOW MY WAIST, BETWEEN MY LEGS”… hahahahahahaha…..legendary…. this line will go down in history as one of the most famous lines ashish has ever said..or atleast in my blog..lolz..

That night, after dinner, warden came to our room to check on us.. she came and asked “ enna pa, avnukku kannda yadathhula infection nu sollraan.. yenna pa aachi”.. we all burst into laughter.. in the midst of our laughter, and to get things going, one guy farted.. hahahahaha… *burp*..hahahaha.. who’s the culprit?? Victoria’s second secret.. hahahahah.. I’m never gonna forget that day..

After like a week or so, we forgot abt this thing.. every morning we would dressup, go to the canteen for breakfast, come back to our room, take our bags and we would go to class.. one fine day, me and B were coming back from canteen. We both entered the room, Ashish was about to apply the ointment.. hahahaha.. he had it on his index finger..he had taken as much as the length of his index finger.. B’s dialogue “ ashish, u have that much loooong dick ah da??”…hahahaha.. oh damn.. ashish threw the tube on B and “ maachikney..”. hahaha..

Damn.. those were the best days of my life.. it remains as sweet memories in my heart.. and thank google, I can bring out those memories and emotions to my blog..
Hope u enjoyed this post.. and I have tried my best to keep it as interesting as possible ( as I’v mentioned in my prev post.. )… so stay tuned.. I’LL BE BAK.. -\m/

and thats ashish in the pic..

COMMENTS PLS.. :)

I'm Waiting....Still...

2008-11-27T01:53:00.003+05:30

Hi yall..Well I’m not throwin apologies for late posting.. guess that’s the way life has become.. self driven, by the consequences of my past acts n decisions leaving no room for my current desires.. like making regular posts in my blog… ye whatever.. alright, since I’v been making a post at least once a month and there are only like wat 5 days left? For this month to end.. I thought alright, lets do this… So, wat is it abt… well nothing that has happed yet.. its abt… something that I .. really expect to happen..or something like that.. I don’t know how to put this without sounding too lame, too serious too commitment-phobic.. its about…. Wat do I say.. hmmm…. I donno man.. seriously…. I’m running out of words…ok here it is.. I just wanted to talk about…..oh my god.. about the..well.. u know… qualities….character and.. u know..basically abt this beautiful image that I have in mind about ‘THE ONE FOR ME’..

Ok..so im 18..for guys who haven’t thot abt gals and love and things in their entire life, i think this is a reasonable time to start… ok…just wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait……….let me make a very honest statement.. what I’m typing here might technically, theoretically, mentally, physically hypothetically or in any damn way be wrong….. it is just wat has been running thru my head for the past couple of weeks.. I’v never taken my opp sex that seriously and this is the 1^st time im doing whatever im doing right now……….. ok im being brave now and picking up where I left.. ( god damn it.. wat am I doing… I wish no body reads this post)… ok, so it has been a couple of weeks since this girls thingy has gotten into my head and I can’t seem to get it out..

Let me press the rewind button in my life and lemme take u back in my life.. I think It was 5^th std when I had my 1^st crush.. NO. I’m not telling her name.. cos its my password 4 lot of stuffs…including my google id.. apart from that I never had crush on any one.. never felt I was in love or something..infact, on the major part, I was sort f disgusted about romance… I reached my 10^th std… trust me, 90% of the guys in my class were after some gal.. only like 3 or 4 of us were… “gals? OMG…RUN….” Sort of people..(I used to talk to my classmates.. but.. still..) By the time I reached my hi school I had no problem with gals.. I had good friends n spent some great time with them in classroom but these thing called affair n romance n stuffs never interested me.. not even once.. All this time I was pretty sure that I wanted to be single all my life.. cos that’s the way I loved.. at that time.. and rightly said, times change…

And I’m stuck again.. I donno how do I say this.. cos I’v never ever even tried to express myself this way.. not even to myself.. I’m not a romantic person, so lemme just put it the way it comes in my head.. to start off with, I think I’v started feeling lonely.. If this sounds lame, I think u should leave my blog right now, cos its gonna get worse.. I remember the time I used to say things like “ I’m not gonna marry” or “ I’m a royal stag”.. but really.. that is not wat I want right now.. I remember my roommate in hostel getting goodmorning msg everyday at 5am from his galfrnd, and he never used to get irritated.. I used to get mad at him… but now I feel I lack that someone who could be my first thought in the morning.. someone, who’s goodmorning wud be something more that just a wish.. something that’d remind me that I do have something to look forward to apart myself.. I’v started thinking abt this gal with whom I’m gonna endup at some point later in my life( I hope)..and when I look at a gal on the road or anywhere, this thot hits me like a breeze…may b she’s the one you might endup with.. who know.. and the next micro second.. I’d be like “shit..wat am I thinking..” n I’d laf at myself.. but seriously, I’m pretty clear about one thing right now.. I need a gal.. Serious.. I really believe that there is someone out there.. trust me, I can even hear her voice. I can imagine the way she talks.. I can visualize her face expressions.. its just that I havn’t yet bumped on her.. how badly I wish I had her now.. right next to me.. I love her.. I’m not just saying it.. I know I really do.. I have this thing.. inside me that I wanna give it out to her.. and I can’t wait to do that.. I want to show this female that she is special.. I don’t really know wat I’m typing, but I can almost feel it.. she is there somewhere.. reading this as I’m typing it and giggling to herself.. damn.. I wanna hold her hands.. look right into her retina.. and tell her these exact words “I love u”.. I’v heard people saying this in movies a million times.. but when it happens with you, it really feels sort of different.. nice… amazing…. I know this is probably the most boring post I’v ever made.. cos this is the first time that I’m not able to covert my thoughts and feelings into text and binary codes.... right now I’m sort of frustrated, angry, excited and lot f mixed emotions are coming out right now.. I just can’t wait it to make her feel the way I want her to feel.. I mean.. I wanna to know that she matters hell lot to me... I want her to know that I’m gonna stand by her side forever… want her to understand that she’s all that matters for me.. and above all I want her to know that I really really really love her and I wanna c her happy all the time.. its only smile.. a cute smile..it is all that I want to c on her face.. it is all that I want to see in this whole fuckin world.. I wanna give out my everything to this one girl.. who’s gonna rest her head on my shoulders.. I’ll do anything to make her the happiest female there ever lived.. I want this one gal whom I can proudle call my wife.. I’ll tell ppl that she s MY wife.. every time it rains, I fly to this time were me and her wud b sitting..right next to the window with a cup f coffee…cuddling eachother..(damn…rain gets me romantic.. ).. I’d look into her eyes and tell her that I love her.. more that anything else in this world.. probably for the hundredth time of the day.. alright, i agree..i'm talking all crap... but i told u earlier.. its just things that has been running thru in my head.. and i'm so messed up right now that i can't think much of anything else apart this 'ONE FOR ME'.. so much that i can't even think of a good cheesy ending for this post.. i'm sorry cos i have to leave it here..hold on till the next post.. i'll try to make it a little interesing.. but till then.. cya...

wait wait wait wait wait wait ......................i know this guy from school...(he looks like a monster out of some b/w horror movie ) he called me and told he's making out wid some gal....damn.. ok, i dont have that josh radnor cute looks, but i.........4get it.. c ya in the next post.. bye bye...

After all, we are BEST FRIENDS!!!

2008-10-11T01:02:00.000+05:30

"May there always be work for your hands to do, may your purse always hold a coin or two. May the sun always shine on your windowpane, may a rainbow be certain to follow each rain. May the hand of a friend always be near you, may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you." this is an Irish blessing and I could not think of a better way to start this post.

HOW IT ALL BEGAN:

This is a story of four friends and a gal with a strange name, who temporarily screws up their friendship. It all began the day Gowtham was finally gonna meet Rimjim( remember the gal with a strange name??)..don’t ask me how gowtham came to know rimjim. It’s another story altogether.. So, this fine day, they both decided to meet in Citicenter..

GOWTHAM'S VERSION OF THE STORY:

When gowtham and rimjim decided to meet up, he called Lokesh and told him about it. So lokesh wanted to come along just to get a peek at the gal. Since gowtham was not comfortable with the idea, he told lokesh not to come. But lokesh was reluctant to quit. So this is what happed the next day. The love birds met up and they were sitting idly talking shit ( my imagination ;)). Lokesh showed up with Hemant, and the party begins..

Gowtham told lokesh was being very irritating. He was jumping n making faces n teasing them n sort f stuffs..plus jimjim (oh sorry, rimjim) was a sort of a psycho character. i don’t really know y, but she started crying it seems.. thus pissing off gowtham. Lokesh and hemant were still walking behind them, making some noice or some crap.. so gowtham msged lokesh saying “fuck off u basterd”. Well…that was enough for lokesh and hemant to leave the place.

LOKESH AND HEMANT'S VERSION OF THE STORY:

The same stuff but a little changes.. lokesh did go on his own, gowtham called him it seems.. and the most important part, they did not dance and all in front of them. Lokesh and hemant took a vantage point right behind a pillar from where only gowtham could see them.. gowtham gave lok a missed call.. so lokesh just made a gesture asking him y did he call.. gowtham did not respond I think..then something happened and then the final message.. lok and hemant left..

Now lokesh and hemant went to beach. Hemant was msging gowtham from lokesh’s cell..but he was replying to hema’s phone.. this pissed lokesh even more.. then no more conversation between lokesh and gowtham..

PENCIL REPLACES GOWTHAM FOR A DAY:

After like a week or something me, lokesh and hemant met.. Pencil was nari’s substitution this time. I told lokesh and hemant whatever nari told me.. that’s when lokesh and hema gave me their version of the story.. Lokesh was still pissed off with nari.. he said he’s never gonna talk to him n stuffs… but I knew somewhere down my heart, this is gonna last for some time and everthings gonna be over.. cos we all needed to have fun and the only way we knew how to have fun was being together, doing all crazy stuffs… meanwhile hemant took lokesh’s side. He said what nari is doing is wrong.. the new substitute was dropping wisdom..lolz.. ”dai, renndu peerum school la yeppadi friends ah irunndhiinga, ipaddi chinna sanndai ku pooi ipaddi peesaama irukkalaama..oru naal ellam meet panni ellam seri pannlaam..”..

A SWEET REALITY:

We went to beach n we were sitting there talking some crap.. though pencil was there, he was a good friend of ours and a nice guy, something seemed utterly out of place. Though we were pretending to be having a good time, we were actually realizing how much we were missing gowtham. Not that we would say it to each other, I knew it was true. Me and hemant went to buy water packets. When we were walking, hemant was saying “ macha, nari ya rommbo miss panreen da… Ne?” I said “ aama da.. oru maadhriya irukku..”. we knew it was the same with nari and lokesh. They both badly wanted to talk to each other, but ego had built a huge brick wall inbetween. It was so evident. Nari would keep asking me, “ did you guys go out somewhere??”.. Lokesh would msg me and hemant a 100 times a day asking “ did nari msg u?? did u talk to him??”. Infact, earlier that day, lokesh said we are not talking about nari.. but all he did was talk abt him..

THE PEACE TALK:

Close to 5:30 we departed. We planned to go to gowtham’s place for a peace talk. Me and hemant compelled gowtham to atleast come down to the street for a talk.. Lokesh did not come. He and pencil were standing in the main road. Me and hemant went there and close to 1hr we were standing on the street talking facts and figures.. gowtahm was giving his own theories as to why he said fuck off.. then he finally said, let him understand y I said fuck off and then I’ll talk to him. After that he came till the main road. Now see this, he was not wearing slippers. So initially he was not ready to come. Hemant gave him his slippers and hemant walked bare foot all the way till the main road..Pencil was standing there.. he started dropping some more wisdom. Hahaha.. never seen this guy talking philosophy.. this is the funniest part. A little while ago before we reached main road, lokesh saw someone who looked like nari.. he thot it was him and he RAN from that place.. pencil told us and all 3 of us were lafing.. hahahahahaha… then me pencil and lokesh took an auto to get home.. I had to rewind the tape and tell lokesh what ever gowtham told.. again this guy came up with his own objections.. finally b4 I left lokesh, he asked me “ frank ah sollu da.. yaaru maela da thappu..”.. that was probably the toughest question I had faced that day.. never in my life I’v taken sides when there’s a fight.. especially among friends.. I’m a sort of person who looks forward to a practical solution to a problem.. so I just simply said “ I don’t think its anybody’s mistake.. just a little misunderstanding..”

FRICTION INCREASES AND ANOTHER SPLIT UP:

Even during the ‘peace talk’ hemant was being very biased and supporting lokesh. All these days, nari was just msging me and hemant. Even during msges, hemant was supporing lokesh.. so nari got pissed off and msged him “ fuck off.. good bye forever”.. this msg split gowtham and hemant.. Now nari used to msg and talk only to me.. hemant would ask regularly “ nari yedhaavadu sonnana da”.. then this went on for some more weeks..

FRIENDS WILL BE FRIENDS. NO MATTER WHAT:

//the following section is gonna contain lot of txt msges..

One fine day, me and nari were msging each other..wait. let me grab my phone and c if I still have those msges in my inbox……………………………………………………………ye.. got it.. its still there..this was nari’s msg “Macha m seriously missin de fun time we had da..”… I was like jumping.. aiiyo.. gang reunion is not far away.. this was his next msg “fuc tat rimjim da everything because of her.” The first thing I did was forward those msges to lokesh and hemant.. hemant was like “avlo dhaan macha, everythings gonna b over.”. lokesh wanted a million conformations. He was asking me so many times, “ dai nejama va da.. nejama va da”.. I told, “ dude, I’v got the msg in my inbox. I’ll show u when we meet next time… “.

After few days, nari asked me,” macha, I’m missing hemanth da. Shall I msg him?”..( damn..i can relive those moments.. as I’m typing this, the whole thing is actually running thru my head).. I was like “ ya da.. sure”.. then I msged hemant “ did nari msg u?”.. hemant replied “ dai, how do u know da”.. I replied “ he asked me before msging you”.. then hemant sent “ aiiyo, nari hi da anapchaan da.. appadiye gudhikka aaramichhiten”.. and thus, nari and hemant were back.. but still, the major battle had to be resolved.. and it can’t get more stupid that this..

CANT GET MORE SILLIER THAN THIS:

Hahaha..oh my god I’m lafing.. I still cant seem to understand y did lokesh come up with such a silly idea.. we’d send group msges usually.. so this is how it began.. w8, I’ll put it like a conversation.. it’ll be easier to read.. these r the EXACT msgs that was sent n received.. except for few places containing * and [CONTENT SUPRESSED ]

Hemant: This is a group msg: hey gusy we’ll invite nari back to our group msging system.. wat vous any objections? Wat do u say guys?

Me: no objections here..

Hemant: vatsa has no objections .. enna vous reply kaanum.. say HI to nari.. indraya naal oru punidhamaana naal. uthamar Gandhi porandha naal.. so Hi sollu..

Vous(lokesh): Hi (he sent this only to hemant and me)

Hemant: hey bous was that HI a group msg? dai nari, ni oru hi sollu..

//nari did not reply..

Hemant: tat dog s not attending my call. He must be away from his mobile

Lokesh: guys ill say hi to narasiman only after u guys answer my question okk..

Me: ok..

Hemant: k k vous..

Lokesh: telling hi to him is only after u guys answer me the following question. Until then I wont. Remember. Question “ the guy who makes it does’nt buy it. The guy who buys it, doesn’t use it, the guy who uses it, does’nt see it. What is it.

Lokesh: better don’t say exceptions like wat s this, enna da idhu kolandha thanama irukku(mostly pencil will say this dialogue..question is a question.. deal is a deal. .. and remember, deal is not to be broken okkkkk..

I was sitting in front of mycomp when he sent this msg.. I was thinking abt it for sometime and realized how stupid I was.. no, I did not figure out the answer.. i opened mozilla firefox.. here I would like to thank google.co.in.. lolz.. I typed in the major keywords in the questing and hit enter.. I found the answer in the first page itself.. meanwhile,

Lokesh: hema durai gave fuckin answer. Friendship aaa thooo…

Hemant: vous, give some clue..

Me: I think it’s a coffin

Hemant: hey vatsa has got it right.. wat vous correct ah?..coffin…saavupetti

Me(only to hemant): 100% correct da.. got it from net.. lolz..

Lokesh: sorry guys question has some mistake in it.. vil change the question n sed u soon..sorry..

Hemant: hey vous s cheating. This s not at all fair.. vous ku sema bulb.. vatsa answered correct.. kailash is asking what is going oh there? Hahahaha…

(kaka was missing out all the fun..)

Lokesh: dai o*** hema I can even say even [CONTENT SUPRESSED] as answer.. wait I’ll ask u guys another question..

Hemant: oh ovus is saying [CONTENT SUPRESSED].. d guy making it might even [CONTENT SUPRESSED].. so he can c it.. guys lokesh is cheating..

Hemant: cheater lokesh cheater lokesh. Lokesh is cheating. Lokesh s cheating. Vatsa used his brain n answered. Lokesh changing his question. U only said deal is a deal. Now u r breaking your rules..

Lokesh: okk I accept coffin s the answer I appreciate u vatsa.. good keep it up.. but I asked u a easy question.. I’ll ask u guys another question.. let this be the final one okkk.. n then I’ll do whatever u guys say me.. I promise…. Okk.. wat guys….

Lokesh: let me bring a good deal finally… u guys must answer the following 3 questions that I’ll ask u… after all telling me the answer for those questions I’ll say hi to him…. I swear I’ll do it.. okkk let this be the final one… I want opinion from each one..

I was like, go on bro, ask me a million riddles.. google rox!!! Hahaha..

Me: ya ok..

Hemant: no way.. this s so childish..

I convinced hemant to go on.. then,

Hemant: ok k.. we’ll give a try..

In middle of all this action, hemant was reading one night @ the call center (probably for 10th time..for me and him, 5 point someone and this book are like bible..)..he msged me this..

Hemant(only to me): ready to sleep but its little boring.. so am going to havemore restaurant, pandara road.. nine months before this night.-#10: My past dates with priyanka-II

lokesh: okkk here s the 1st question.. when I go in I might cause pain. I cause u 2 spit and ask you not to swallow. I can fill your hole.. WHAT AM I??

trying not to get him suspicious,

me: dick?

Lokesh: no

Me(to hemant): macha its that silver filling machine that dentists use.. sure..

Hemant(to me):I replied him toothbrush or pennies..ok k I’ll reply what u said..

Hemant: hey vous, is it the silver fillng machine used by DENTISTS.. correct ah ..

Lokesh: okkk hema u got it….guys hema got it…dentist s the answer…

Hemant: hip hip hurray…

Lokesh: okkk party over..heres the next one.. what is it that goes in hard and stiff and comes out soft and wet??

Me: dick??

Lokesh: no no…

Lokesh: look at this idiotic answer from pencil ki bache.. TWO BATHROOM…hehahaha..

Hemant: ada kasumaalam pencil…

I again got the answer.. infact from the same website..it was called somethink like misleading riddles or something.. I sent the answer to hemant..

Hemant: hey guys d answer is chewing gum.. I’m sure abt this..

Lokesh: aaaaaaah fuck u guys..chewing gum..s its correct…

Me: ok final question final question…

Lokesh: final question.. from the moment I saw u, I wanted to be inside u. I love the way u smell,the way your tongue feels, the way u tighten and loosen mmmm…

Hemant: lolly pop ah..

Lokesh: no

Me: aama da..lolly pop dhaan naada vechhiktu tight loose pannitktu irukku…

Then something happened that I badly did to want to happen.. current off…

Me(to hemant): macha we have to think abt this one.. current off.. so no internet.

Hemant: oh shit..

Me: Must be some dress or costume

Lokesh: no

After a while I felt sleepy and I went to sleep.. the next day the battle begins again..at 10pm,

Lokesh: what guys, can’t guess answer for that question??

Me: send the question again..

Hemant and lokesh both sent me the question.. I searched for it but couldn’t find it.. so then the bulb on my head blinked again.. u put up the question in yahoo answers. I got the answer in less than 5 minutes..

Me: shoe ah??

Hemant: hip hip hurray, vatsa got it itz shoes..

Lokesh: indha vatsa is giving answer to every question…something should be helping him..i think he’s getting help from internet…again hemant’s dilog..cheater vatsa cheater vatsa.. vatsa is cheating.. …..

Me: po da naaaaye.. i did not use net nall..

While we were battling out the final answer..kaka was asking lokesh for the answer..

Lokesh: idiot kaka what will u do after knowing the answer..oh u’ll ask the same question to your college frinds n show ur too brilliant aaa… pichiduven kaka unna….

Lokesh: okk guys, we had a nice time in this question n answer na.. even v vil improve our brain iq… c the benefit great na..

Hemant: huhhun…ippo brain iq 1 dhan korachhal..coffin dentist chewing gum shoe seruppu nu enna iq varum..karumo…indha question ellam quiz competition la kooda keekamaataanga..

Hemant: ok, now lokesh should say HI to nari..

Me: ya..

Hemant: vous, nari ku oru hi sollu paapom..

Lokesh: but c, my behavior will be totally different 2 him..

Lokesh: sollunga da..

Hemant: nee dhaan sollanum..

Me: chumma Hi da sollu..

Lokesh: he replied me hi da.. what should I send next..

Hemant: great vous.. ask how are u? hows life going? Naduula annga annga nari ma nari kutty pootuko…

Lokesh: asked how r u… he said me fine n u…..NEXT????

Hemant: enna vatsa rombo formal ah pogudhu…talk as usual vous..first nall how u used to talk..

Lokesh: I said fine, so any pick up and drop…I made it two..n u??

Lokesh: he asked who da, ths was my reply, [CONTENT SUPRESSED] n [CONTENT SUPRESSED].. my coll mates.. [CONTENT SUPRESSED]

Hemant: really a da vous???

Me: Dai serious ah va??

Lokesh: ss guys.. was very eager to say this.. but thot to say at a time to every1..

Lokesh: look at reply.. adapaaaaaaaaaaaavi… so1avey i11a cha.. dai 1ets forget everything and get bac together serious1y I missed u semaya..

Me: wooooooooooooooow….gang is bak.. my blog is gonna survive.. this is gonna be legen…… w8 for it……….DARY…

Nari: ya da we are bac…

Hemant: yo yo..so nari accepted tat he missed u ah!.. great.. hehehe blog saved ah…

And that’s how we got back together.. there was lot of stuffs to talk about.. that night we went on msging till 1.30..

WE ARE BACK. BACK TO ROCK:

So it was then, at the middle of the night, all four of us, jumping in joy.. damn.. after almost 2 months I think that all 4 of us r together.. thx to that psycho gal with a strange poetic name, rimjimrimjim we realized how much our friendship means to us..And how much we love each other.. so at the end of the day, awesomeness is gonna start blooming again.. wow..

comments pls..

Back with a bang and this time i can justify my blog's inactivity

2008-09-21T16:28:00.000+05:30

wow man.. seriously.. feels nice to hit blogger.com on the addressbar and entering my id and pw and looking at all the blog list i have..hmmmm... brings back that same old feel of..k never mind..... sooooo..ya right.. i had to justify my cause of no postings right...here it goes.. past 2 months i was super busy with my 1st year project in college..(thats right, super busy).. to tell you the truth i did not really have fun doing this project.. primarily because of my teammates.. cos they were like one big bunch of morons.. so me and my team leader SPVR, we both had to do all the work.. well 90% of the work. and BTW, we were making a adventure game in flash..its called 'INCOMPLETE The revenge never ends'..and justifying the game's name, we were nowhere near completing the game, but we managed to make a prototype. i wish i could upload the game here, but i'm not sure how to do that.. so lets just leave it aside.. (if u really wanna take a look at the game, mail me at adrsrivathsa@yahoo.co.in and i'll send u a copy).. i don wanna get into precisely describing whatever happened in the past 2 months.. its was a rough ride.. we had to attend a couple of review sessions where some of our faculty would throw up questions like "y did u choose flash to make this game", "y should i play your game", "what makes your game special", "why is it that the story contains a lot of violence".. and after taking each blow on the face, and making our way through, they'd say "well....i cant really imagine how's your game gonna look like" or " your idea is good, but overall i think your game is gonna be boring"... this was the worst comment the we received "your game is a total bullshit. i can make that in 1 week".. i thought that guy was totally off his head. i was like what the fuck r u talkin about man.. he was just looking at the external working codes. what about the hundreds of scripts that goes in as a part of level programing... hell with it.. ok 4get it..

in the middle all these happening,this is what happend one fine day.. it was close to 11am i was sitting in my college lab busy banging my head to get one of my code working..one of my friend ram entered the lab. he said " dai, hemant call pannan da.. unna lokesh cell ku call panna sonnan"..(this guy knows hemanth).. i thot...lokesh....hemant...oh shit.. my day is gonna be ruined..... i did not call him anyway... but after like half n hour or something, hemant called me from lokesh's cell.."machaaa, veliya va.. un college munnadi dhaan nikkiren.." oh shit.. i went and guess what... lokesh, hemant and nari were standing there with smile from ear to ear.. nari said " dai ellarum college cut adichitu vanndrukkom.. kelammbu da neeyum..".. ther was no way i could convince them to leave me.. so thot let me save my energy and have some fun.. n ya 4got to tell u, nari got a new bike..TVS flame and it looks great..b4 starting the bike we planned to go for a movie, then after starting the bike,spencer,after 1st gear, citicenter and after the bikes started rolling "dai mocha poolam da."... we landed in mocha. it was a Tuesday afternoon i guess.. and since there were no girls there, nari was upset and so was lokesh. so we left mocha and went our very own abirami sweet abirami.. trust me, we sat there for 5 hours and discussing how to make our life more interesting..lolz.. me lokesh and nari were sincerely planning while hemant was lafing at us.. cha.. i should have joined hemant.. anyway bla bla bla.. and we went home...

now getting back to the main story, the project, it 'sort of' finished just last week.. and what a finishing.. we had to submit game document of individual works and a game document for the complete team.. since most of the team members never did anything, i thot let them fuckning atleat do the documentation part. i just gave my documents to swami( our HoD) and said this is my document..i donno about other, dont ask me.. my responsibility is over.. ek tha raaja, ek thi raani, dhoono marey khatham kahaani...(translation exclusively for [CONTENT SUPPRESSED]: there lived a king, there lived a queen, both of them died and the story ends" ;D )

Yaaradi ne mohini- the wildest chillout evvva’

2008-08-03T15:38:00.000+05:30

This is aaaas good as it gets.. I can’t tell u the class of experience we had that day… this is the story of 4 fanatic wildass bums who got their asses screwed for no good.. i’m gonna tell u the story from my point of view and certain bums will disagree with me… but I don’t care.. this is my blog..this is my story.. and with that said, lemme kick start ‘the wildest chillout evvva’…

…..My college is more or less like a hangout place in itself.. u can enter anytime and move out when u want to.. usually the classes get over by 3 or 4. that unless a madman wants to eat up a little more of the remaining brain off the students with his extra classes.. but this was not one of those days and we got on with our daily dose of gaming. After couple of hours of cs, I guess I left the college by 6..

….I was in train on my way back home. I had every part of my body pointing in different directions. A bend in every place possible in human anatomy. . nothing like I got caught in a dreadful gang war or something, but traveling in jam packed local trains at weekday evening is nothing less that a gang war.. as this was not enough, my phone started vibrating. These are one of those moments where u wish you were in the 18^th century.. I somehow managed to slip the phone out of my jeans pocket. The screen displayed ‘Nari calling….’. I thought, now which girl is this bugger gonna talk about…when nari calls, its mostly for 2 things.. 1. He wants to talk about a girl he recently came across.. or 2. he’s planning for a hangout. … I thought twice about attending the call.. not that I did’nt want to, but it was too noisy out there. so many people, each of whom wanted their voice to reach their listener and the loud train sound to go along with it.. anyway I did attend, and I knew I was not going to hear anything.. he said something that I clearly did not understand. I replied “ dude, I’m in train. I can’t hear anything. I’ll call u when I get home” and I awaited response…I could hear his faint voice saying something.. I blocked my other ear with my pinky, struggling to maintain my balance and said “what?”.. he said “ dai, this is important”…I sensed form his tone that this was something other that the 2 points I mentioned earlier.. how wrong I was.. he said “ me and Lokesh are planning to go for a movie. Hemanth is also coming. You HAVE to come” providing a little extra pressure on ‘have’.. I said by reflex “ ur nuts man, what are you saying.. how am I suppose to go home after the movie..”..he said “come to my place. I’m alone in my home.. lokesh and hemant are also gonna stay at my place only.. we’ll have a blast..you have to come man..”… the narsiman part of my told “ what are you waiting for..lets go”….but the intellectual part of me (i.e. the vatsa part of me) reminded me of my mom and her anger… but when it comes to having fun, the narsiman part easily overrules the vatsa part of me.. I told nari “ I’ll call my mom and findout if I can come..i’ll call u 10 mins” and I cut the phone…

……. I got down in korattur station.. I called my mom n told her I had some extra super duper assignment to finish and that I needed to stay in my friend’s place tonight… she agreed.. parents never say no to studies I guess.. then I called back nari and told him the good news.. he wanted me to come to villivakam station.. he told he’ll pick me up from there and go to abirami straight..i took a train in the reverse direction and landed in villivakam. ( damn..i was crossing villivakm when nari called..if he had called me couple of mins earlier, I could have got down at villivakm itself..anyway, life’s not easy…lets move on)… I msged nari that I was waiting 4 him.. he told “ innum 15 mins la vandhudreen da anga..”…his 15mins translated to 50mins.. hemant called me for 4^th time to ask our status.. everytime, I had to say…” innum station la dhaan da irukken.. nari innum varala”.. he said “ o**a, lokesh ey srm la irunndhu vanndhutaan, indha b***u ku naadhamuni la irunndhu vara yevlo neeram da..”…after some time, nari finally showed up..the look on his face seemed as if he’d gone around the world looking for me and finally found me in his backyard.. dumbass.. I was a little frustrated myself besides hemant.. I asked him why he was late, for which he told he went to fill petrol (yeah right, filling petrol takes more than halfn hour… took a flight to Saudi or what??).. we both started from their and we hardly drove for 5 mins when nari spoke “ dai, vanndi oota vey mudiila da..” now I thought may be he’s a bit tired or something.. so I offered to ride.. he said, “ illa da, nan *****ye poodla da”…I was like, no way maaannn.. this night can’t get worse than this..we took a 180 degree turn and headed to his home..i was sitting on his vehicle, right in front of the gate and this guy went up to his room.. now how long does one take to put on an extra bit of clothing… he took ages and ages to come down.. and mean while, when I was waiting for him, a female was sitting in the veranda. She asked “gowtham ku wait pannriya pa??”..i said “aama aunty”…and after sometime another female came out of nowhere… she had a threatening voice.. she looked at me and asked the other female, “yaar adhu”… this female told “ gowtham ooda friend…avanukku wait pannran..padam paaka pooranga polarukku”..now the female with the scary voice started shouting “enna nanachikktu irukkan indha paiiyan… oru control illama pooidchi.. padathuku poora time aa idhu..vara vara veetla nimmdhi yee illa indha paiiya naala.. bark bark bark bark….”she went on barking.. I moved a little away from the gate cos I had a slight feeling that she might at any moment, take a big rod and bang it on my head..hemant called me again.. I told “ dai, ivan veetukku vanndhutoom da.. ivan j****ye poodleyam”..hemant was going mad “ennadhu, j****ye poodlaya?? Saava sollu da avana..innum 10 mins la inga varala renndu peerum, naan kelammbi veetukku pooiduveen”..…finally this guy came down and we started again from his home..and to my surprise, this guy entered a petrol bunk… I asked him “dai, vara boodhu dhana da petrol pootee nu sonna…”… he did not answer pretending he did not hear me.. I knew he cud not think of any practical excuse.. so I thot lets give it a break.. we reached abirami in the end.. we rushed inside to find hemant and lokesh.. lok was too frustrated to speak.. all curses came flooding out of hemant’s mouth.. the movie was supposed to start by 10….it was 10.30 when we bot the ticket.. ‘yaaradi ne mohini’…I donno if I spelled it properly, but pretty nice movie I shud tell u..

….1am when we stepped out of the mall.. HOLD ON…. Something doesn’t fit in.. there’s just one crap vehicle and there are four asses.. hohohoho….we. are. screwed. a dialogue from the movie came to my mind.. “yenga amma appaveeey sonnaangaa”…lolz… if there was any chance of reaching home, by hook or by crook…we needed to have the movie ticket…it was THE only thing that could prove that we actually went to a movie… ok, so we have the tickets..but how the hell are we supposed to get home???...a little fighting, a little cursing…the final decided.. lets walk all the way.. if we get caught, we’ll make up some story..besides, we have the movie tickets… I told myself ‘yeah…how bad can it get..lets start walking”… damn…in couple of hours I got my answer..

….. all 4 night riders started our incredible journey by walk.. yes, we had the serious risk (read obvious) of being questioned by cops.. 4 guys, especially one with long junky hair and one with almost no hair, along with 2 other culprit looking guys pushing away what seemed to be a broken down (read stolen) 2 wheeler at 2 o’clock in the night obviously doesn’t seem quite acceptable. To add spice to the show, nari had no license, no RC book, no insurance paper, no nothin… although we had a million reasons to be scared about, I was having a good time.. cos its not everyday that u go for a walk with your best pals at 1.30 in the morning… occasional wind blows would lift the papers on the road.. and it was the only thing that gave life to the place besides the four nitwits..

…….20 mins later, it was time to upgrade our plan.. and it involved using the bike.. I mean.. his BAJAJ spirit… we had certain limitations though,…like only 3 people cud go at a time.. no one person should walk alone in the road.. so our plan was like this.. nari and lokesh would go a certain distance in his bike, drop lokesh at some junction, come back, pick up me and hemant, get to the point where lok is waiting. Form there, me and hemant would start walking again till he takes lokesh and drops him further ahead.. and repeat the process till we get home.. anything that would get me to shelter fast was ok with me.. hemant had no objections either if I can remember.. so the plan commences and nari and lokesh pair left us.

…if hemant was a gal, I would have almost called it romantic yaar.. I looked at him half expecting him to turn into a beatuful gal, but I still saw the beard ..all I cud do was look away.. we saw an old police constable on a cycle with another fellow.. they crossed us and went..they jst paid a peek.. we expected him to question us but he did not.. we continued walking, a little relived.. after few minutes, the same guys were coming in the opposite direction.. this time, we were not lucky enough.. the old guy called us.. we both walked to him..i tried to keep my face as innocent lookin as possible, but I guess a guy with almost no hair and a considerably long beard does’nt look innocent in any angle .. since this was an old guy on a cycle, with another dumb fellow who I guess had no brains, they did not seem like much threatening.. our conversation was something like this..

Oldcop: yenga da pooringa?

Hemant: padam paathutu veetukku poorom.

Oldcop: yenndha padam?

Hemant: yaaradi ne mohini.

Then the oldcop told the dumb cop to check the tickets.. he took a look at our tickets and said “ellam correct aa dhaan irukku”..

Oldcop: yenga da irukku veedu?

Hemant: noor hotel kitta sir..

Oldcop: yenndho ooru ne?

Hemant: inndha ooru dhaan sir..

Oldcop : ne ?

Me : inndha ooru dhaan.

Oldcop : enna pannriinga reendu peerum ?

Hemant: student sir..

Old cop: renndu peerum aa?

Hemant: aama sir..

Old cop: om peeru enna?

Hemant: D. hemant kumar..

Oldcop: um peeru?

Me: vatsa

Oldcop: enna jaadhi nee?

Hemant: (i don’t remember what he said but i guess it sounds something like.)Godzilla.

Oldcop: anndha jaadhi la hemant nu payr vekka maataangaley…

Hemant: illa sir.. hemant dhaan sir..

Oldcop: ne yenna jaadhi?

Me: theriyaadhu.

Oldcop: theriyaadha? Enna jaadhi ney theriyaadha?

Me: illa theriyaadhu..

Oldcop: seri.. seekirum veetuku pooi seerunnga..

…. we were walking for what seemed to be eternity.. as per plan, nari was to come back in 15 mins.. ok, 20 mins max dude… but what the f***…we reached hemant’s home and no sign of nari… nari did not have his phone with him.. though lokesh did, he did not pick up.. we tried his landline (may b these asshole went straight to home).. but to shit.. lolz…now feel like mentioning this.. hemant is scared of dogs.. he would spell a curse at every dog in the street.. “paaru da, inngayeee morachhi paakudhu da saniya..”… hahahaha…I thot “okkkk..alright..so the coolguy has a fear of dogs huu??”… i know people like sush...a good friend of mine, who has this monstrous fear of dogs.. in her case, since she’s a gal.. fear is acceptable..but this guy... woow man.. chaaance ee illa.. ok fine..getting on track again.. we were still looking out for nari.. we were still near hemant’s house.. we did not walk after that… hemant bugger said.. “ye veedu vandhudchi da.. na po pooren..”… ya he jst said that, but I knew he would’nt leave me here in middle of the road at this time.... but still..

…I was too tired, too messed up and too sleepy to think straight.. I tried his landline no again.. but they did not pick up.. aaaahhhhhh…. Where the F r they.. we thot probably these bums ran into some cops… now that would be really bad….cos in that case, they’d need to save their asses first before they cud come to our rescue.. thankfully my phone buzzed… hemant: “ o**a, landline la irunndhu call panraanunga da.. veetukeyy pooitaanunga avanunga..”…hemant answerd.. Hemant was blasting nari over phone.. and who would’nt.. nari says “dai..naanga veetuku vanndhutoom da. Neenga appadiye nadanndhey vanndhudunga…” what the bloody F**k… cos I don’t wanna turn my blog into some sort of social evil, I’ll censor hemant’s reply..basically he spelled out ever possible badword u can say per sentence..+ ordered nari come here and take both of us.. me and hemat were standing in the noor hotel busstand…

….now, what do u expect nari to do? Come in his spirit alone…pickup both of us, and we go home… BUT....guess what happens… both of them came back.. and the best part is, we saw them coming by walk.. we spotted them for far way.. hemant was like “ dai, avanungala adhu…aama da.. avunungaleyy dha da.. enne da nadanndhu varaanga…”…when we asked them where the f**k is the vehicle, the reply was probably the last thing I wanted to hear at that moment.. it got puncherd… I was like…..brillllllliant.. and just when I thot this dreadful night was gonna get over, fate opened the gate for another hour of merciless walking....

….we went over to the place where they had parked the piece of crap.. we had a little discussion.. since it was close to 2.30, the place would be crawling with cop on night patrol.. so getting caught was a sure deal.. that, if we take the main road.. (according to nari or hemant..i don’t remember….) hemant knew another route through which we could skip the, main road.. but I donno why, I had this real bad feeling in me.. I knew we were gonna run into some trouble.. I guess, we took just few steps, when the trouble came from our back with a siren… daaaaamn… I thot, probably after getting thru this night, I’m gonna be an expert on ‘how to screw up your weekends.’… I turned my head to find a bolero and a bike.. 3 guys came upto us..

…..one guy was young, around 20 I guess, not wearing uniform..one guy was middle aged.. and an old guy.. this old guy had some extra badges and ropes and accessories attached to his shirt, probably speaking of his superiority.. I was too blown out to remember what happened..but I’ll try to be as accurate as possible.. those guys came up and started questioning us.. all the usual questions…. Who r u guys.. what r u guys up to… n bla bla bla bla.. we gave some psycho answers to all those… then (thankfully) the old guy left.. only 2 cops were left and it felt a little better.. I guess 2 is better than 3… the guy asked for license.. nari was practically shivering.. he went up to open the seat as if he really has one.. he said “illa sir”… “license illa ya?”…RC book…no…insurance no… we showed the movie tickets.. the non uniformed guy checked all our pockets and nothing suspicious came up..lokesh was doing most of the talking…actually lokesh did all the talking.. the cop told hemant to call his dad… hemant was like “veena sir.. thittuvaanga sir”.. the cop said “ oru vaati anubava aptta dhaan thirunduviinga..”…hemant took his phone and called… I thot, what the hell is he doing. If he calls his dad, all our dad’s will get to know and we’ll be in the trouble of our life.. this guy is smart.. he was calling nari’s number.. he did not have his phone with him remember??? He said “ yedukkala sir”.. this is the funny part.. that guy flashed torch on lokesh’s face and said “ ivan nalla thelivva irukkan..”….then my face.. “indhu rommbo quite aa irukku”.. then nari and hemant… “ inndha rendu muunji dhaan yenakku pidikkavey illa.. thiruttu muli mulikkiraanuga”…lolz… now those cops were quite friendly and polite.. he asked “ seri yeen main road vittutu anndha sanndhu kulla pooninga??”…lokesh said “ main road la vanndha neenga pidippiinga nu dhaan appadi poonoom”.. the cop said the area through which we planed to go was not at all safe “ yevanaavadhu kathhi kaamichhi kaasu vanndi ellam thuukitu pooitaan na neenga yennga kitta dhaan varanum”…. Ya true.. what he said actually made sense.. then he said.. “seri inndh time veetukku yeppadi pooviinga, vanndhu station la ukkarunnga, nalaikii kaalaila poonga” …..what the hell.. no way man.. spend a night in police staion.. forget it.. no damn f**king way.. all four of us busted out.. “illa sir, veena sir.. ippadiye nadanndu pooidroom”..that guy started lafing.. “ seri da.. aana inndha vanndi yeppadi thallitu pooviinga???? Vanndi ya station la vittutu, naalaikki kaalaila rc book kaamchitu yeduthutu poongaa”…. Now that did’nt seem like a bad idea.. but still..u know.. we did not feel right.. that guy told us to come to the main road… nari was turning his bike around and damaaaaar….he puts it down.. l thot the cops r gonna get pissed off.. but lokesh spoke immediately.. “innga paarunnda sir..olunnga thaal kuuda theriila.. “… the non uniform guy replied “ adhhaan thallitaaney.. innum enna thalla theriila..”.. hehehe… lokesh or me..i donno… pushed that thing to the main road few yards away.. me, lokesh and hemant were on foot. Nari came with the cops on bike.. the uniform guy was riding.. nari second and that young guy was sitting at the end.. while going, that young guy asked nari it seems “ yaaru da heroine?”…nari: “ nayanthara”… that guy asked “ samma bit aa???” lolz….nari said “ nayanthara samma katta..” then after some yes sir, no sir.. we were allowed to go…. All 4 of us and a piece of crap.. it was awesome.. me and lokesh were the only people pushing that crap… nari was like “ dai… mudiila da.. kai kaal ellam sammaya valikkidhu da.. please da. Thallu da..” hemant was like “ anndha vanndiya naan thoda kooda maaten..”…we were walking walking walking walking.. cops in jeep, bolero, bike.. they’ll come and stop us as if like “FBI…FREEEZZZ”… all the time we would give the same dialogue.. “ayanavaram liye police pudichitaanga sir.. fine katti aachi..”…then they’d go away.. that was the longest unscheduled walk I’d ever made in my whole life..

….guess it was 4 am…. We were close to his house.. A tea shop was open.. we got ourselves tea and some biscuits… this was a reward I and lokesh had earned for pushing nari’s bike all the way..we reached his place, quietly parked his bike went up his room, spread the bed and I probably fell asleep even before lying down..

….i woke up at 9 in the morning.. I was the last to wake up.. I did not open my eyes yet.. I heard nari and hemant talking something.. nari was telling hemant.. “ innga paaru da.. eyppadi paduthhu thoongaraan..”.. I wanted to getup and shout at his face.. “ who the f**k pushed your f**king spirit all the f**king way to your f**king home u bloddy f**ker….” But then.. I’m lazy to even open my eyes.. I got up after some time.. just to cutshort the story, we did nt do anything much.. we had lunch outside in a hotel.. i had put my phone for charging before going for lunch.. was switched off yesterday night itself.. when I switched on.. it had 10 missed calls from my dad.. and like 5 or 6 missed calls from some of my college friends.. I realized I'm in some major trouble … I called one of my friends.. he picked up and started “thev****paiiya.. yennga da poi tholannja.. unnga appa samma gaand la irukkaru.. college ku ellam phone panni tholachitaaru.. “.. then I called another friend.. same story form him.. “ bhosadikey, kaha gayab ho gaya saaley.. mujhey laga thu kahi mar gaya.. chuuthiye therey ghar me sey 10 call aa gaya..”..then I gathered up enf courage to call my dad.. . he did not even say hello.. he started blasting me like hell.. he had called all my college friends.. they told they did not know.. then he called my college it seems. They told “ your son hasn’t come to college today..”.. I got majorly screwed that day.. then after killing some time, me and lokesh took a bus to korattur.. then form there., took a train and reached our home.. home sweet home.. lolz… this was ‘the’ most awesome experience we ever ever had together.. and just to give a touch of bollywood to our friendship, this song is dedicated to the craziest bunch of amateurs on the face of earth..this song is exclusively for our friendship..

..

Nari aathil aarbaatam!!

2008-07-26T21:33:00.000+05:30

first things first.. sorry for not updating my blog for what seemed to be a quite long time..now this story is about the night halt at nari's place few weeks back.. since this happened a few weeks back, what ever happened there is a blur right now for me.. lemme think how it all began?????......yayayaya...i have to tell u this part.. i got a call from my college saying that i had to submit some assignments 'ON OR BEFORE' some date..they told this is very important and its gonna have a serious impact on my semester marks..they told 'on or before'..now what does this mean?? correct me if i'm wrong, but according to the english that i speak, it means that there is a deadline and i can submit it even before the dead line.. so, i did my assignments and went to college a few days before the deadline.. bloddy hell.. guess what happens.. there's no one in the college. not even a single faculty...all of them went to bangalore for some function it seems..i got seriously pissed off.. it was not jst me.. a lot of people were there.. i thot, lets not waste time and go home..i was walking to a shop to get something to drink..and thats when lojjay called...(hemant named lokesh this way..i never bothered to ask y).. i asked "enna da plan"( whats the plan) he said "nair veetla night out"( night out at nari's place)...i thot, poochi da.. i called hemant, asked him what is he upto...haha..when ever i call him, he'll have something interesting to tell.. such a cool guy (irritating at times...never mind)...he said "ippo dhan macha yeldhiruchhan..kulichitu may b BCL pooven.."( i woke up just now pal..may b i'll go to BCL after taking bath)...then we were discussing wether i should go straight to nari's place or meet hemant at BCL.. i was not really sure how to reach his place.. so i thot i'll go to BCL.. i took 27D and went to B.C.L..

................ annga pooi, as usuall i settled in a corner with the latest issue of fourfourtwo.. it was sort of boooring out there..all alone in bcl, sitting n reading mag, no company, no good lookin gals..blaablaa..what ever.. finally hemant popped in to save the day.. now.... when we both go to bcl, we make regular trips to toilet.. if not for nature's call, atleast to look at our sexy faces in that huge mirror...well... actually hemant needs to do that, so he drags me along.. there was some sort of auction over there..all used broken stuffs..there was this TV outside the building, on the way to toilet.. jack chan's who am i was on..hemant asshole won't move away from the TV.. he was so persistant on watching the movie.. ( told u he was irritating at times)... i had to pull him inside.. then he issued couple of book and we were jst chilling when when lokesh called again. he was saying " neenga rendu peerum yenna einstine aa??? BCL la book padichadhu poodhum.. Kelambi vaanga da inga.."(u both think ur einstine or what.. u'v read enough book..now get your butts here...)

.........From BCL, we took a bus and went to hemant's place..he kept his books, we skipped lunch ( tho we had some thing that he called thayir bonda or somthing at his home..it was'nt lunch..well it tasted gr8..) again we started from there and landed at nari's place... we called him down so that we would get an escort into his house..not that this was the first time we went to his house or something..or that we could'nt go up on our own... just for the sake of troubling him.. we went inside, lokesh kaka were eating puff.. two last puffs were left..me hemant and kaka went over a little dishum dishum for those puffs.. damn thing, nari was formating his computer.. told me this was the 4th or 5th time he was doing it.. this dumbass formats his windows drive like he's formatting a floppy or something.. what a creep he is....and there we were, sitting in nari's place doing nothing..jst killing time..

........i think it was 6 or so when me lokesh and hemant decided to go out.. hemant and lokesh were on lokesh's apache, and i was riding nari's disco bike..maaaan...i cant tell u what a fucking piece of crap it is.. u twist the throttle to the fullest, and only after few seconds it starts moving..u can imagine, both of them on a 150cc sweetheart and me on this piece of crap metal.. obviously i was lagging behind. those people had to stop after every 10mins to make sure i was keeping up with them, cos i dont have the alienest clue of that locality.. we went around the place and came back after an hour or so... his pc was still formatting..(probably for the second time..there was no sound coming from the speaker..sound card driver was not installed or the soundcard itself was blownup or something..i donno)..anyway there was a lot of comedy going on..ofcourse, with kaka, nari and hemant in one place, what else can one expect..

.......10pm and we planned to go to abirami for a night show.. how cool..me and nari in his spirite and the rest in lokesh's bike.. we started from house and in few seconds, apache of out of sight.. this nari was telling me some story and not really concentrating on where he is going.. he told we'll take a short cut..and ofcourse i did not trust him.. the thing with this guy is, he never respects any speedbreakers on the road.. with every speedbreaker we hit, i'd be thrown a foot above the seat.. moron.. going with him is nothing less than a rollercoster ride.. we asked for directions, went around the same road thrice and amazingly reached abirami..and when we did, we were not allowed inside the parking.. the ticket counter for the movie had been closed it seems..how lovely..kaka was there but hemant and lokesh slipped out to buy something.. i wonder what they bot at 10.30 at night..anyway, they cameback and we told them the 'no entery' prob.. reverse gear was the only option.. in the middle of all this, kaka's mom called.. she wanted to talk to nari.. he took the phone, said hello, gave the phone to me and ran away.. kaka was like.."dai peesu da peesu da..".. i said.."hello aunty.. nan narsiman peesuren"..she started asking "yedhuku night stay.....veetla yaarum illaya?.....unga amma appa ku theriyuma...yen kitta yen permission keekala??...."...i was blabring something for all those questions.. the final question i faced was" ippo anga yaar yaar ellam irukkanga?"..i said "naan, praveen, lokesh, hemant...and.....narsiman".....oh shit.. i was supposed to be narsiman right??? i sensed this was my turn to run away..so i ditched the phone to kaka and joined nari.. hahahaha.. we went back...we took the same short cut on our way back..( this time i'm not sure if i should still call it a shortcut)...we reached his home but these triplets were nowhere to be seen.. since we were waiting for them and had nothing to do, this bugger called sush..started talking about some priyanka in her class..now thats a different story all together.. we were talking for like half an hour i think, these apache ppl were still not home.. i called them, n found out they were in some hotel having dinner.. we told them to bring something for me and nari..(apparently i did not even have my lunch that day..).. thankfully those guy got some naan or rooti.. i donno..i was so hungry that it really did'nt matter..i finished eating and got up.. nari was still eating.. kaka was having the water bottle. me and nari asked for bottle at the same time.. kaka did 'nt want to give the bottle to nari..he threw the bottle blindly somewhere at us..(he's a dumbass..dont mind..)..hemant extended his hand.. the bottle struck his fingers and hit the cup with gravy..spilling it all over the floor.. paneer all over the floor.. me and hemant did the cleaning work with old newspapers.. all cleaned up we brought 2 mattresses to the room were computer was.. where we were sitting all the time.. the big plan was to watch a movie.. and this is how the plan was supposed to be...since there was no sound driver in the comp, so no audio from the comp...but lokesh's phone cud b connected to the comp and the comp speakers can b used as the phone speakeres.. so we needed to transfer the video file to the phone.. play the video(in comp) and audio(in phone) at the same time.. and for the sake of this great master plan nari was transfering what seemed to be a million files to million places.. every time we asked, he would say "innum 5 minutes da..avlo dhaan da..".. amid all this, me and lokesh won't let hemant sleep... nari and kaka were throwing water on each other... each took a bottle and filled with water and were throwing on each other.. they actually took bath inside the room in which we were to sleep...this phone to pc, pc to phone....transfer process started at 12 and ended at 3 i guess.. exactly when all of us were starting to fall asleep..we saw the movie for 10 mins.. the rooms was very hot so we went back to the room form where the matresses came from.. ac on pannitu, the last thing i remember is hitting my head hard on the pillow.. what a day it was..hold on....i forgot to mention.. lolz...lokesh was playing football inside the room and broke a sheet of plywood on the cupboard door.. hehehehe..ok...off to sleep..

.......day 2.. krishnaaaaa....gowtham G...these r the names nari is reffered to in his house..( i prefer nari ;-)..)..his grany got us coffee..what a super duuper day starting it was.. nari went to buy a big packet of noodles for breakfast.. he gave 500 bucks and forgot to get the change.. anyway, he realized this only in the afternoon...anyway, he bot noodles, cooked, we ate..and washed our hands.. and wiped our hands with towel..ok fine, leave it.. so,,,,,, wassup...whats next.. i dont remember who's plan it was.. we were off to play football in some ground.. just like last night, me and nari on his spirite and the rest on lok's bike..on our way there was some roadside digging under way... so there was mud pilled on both side of the road.. when we were almost near the ground, this guy was not looking at the road. instead, he turned his head back and was looking for lokesh..as u might have guessed, we went and hit the pile of mud..damaar dumiir..i blinked my eyes couple of times..fortunately we did not fall down..i was sitting where nari was sitting and he was standing in the gap between the seat and handle.. as if fucking the speedometer.. lolz...

............we went inside the park, i reserved the goal keeper's place for myself..loksh said "adhhana paathen..ne dhaan oodaveey maatiye"...ya thats sort of true..i'm a bit too lazy for sports.. we played for a long time..we were soaked in sweat..including me.. i hardly moved any part of my body for goal keeping, but still, standing out there, inbetween 2 goal post( in this case, 2 trees), in that life threatening position where there is every posibitily of that huge ball to come and hit you right on your head and knock you down to coma and u eventually die...its scary...if this sounds too exaugurating, trust me...this has happened before...i read somewhere.. luckily i'm alive,so lets leave this aside.. Ronaldo, Gerrard, Rooney...these people dont bring their wallet with them when they get on the pitch to play.. and so did'nt we.. fortunately lokesh had some change in with him..it summed up to enf cash to get 10 water packets.. 2 packets for each.. we drank and took a semi-bath in that 2 waterpackets.. and ya, his football got punctured..after somtime we went back.. veetuku pooi, we were just chilling, listening to music.. this is when nari realized he gave 500 bucks and did not get change.. hemant was saying "kaalangaathaala pooi, kadaikaaranukku aiinooru ruuba moi yeludhitu vanndhutaan.. "hehehehehe....

...............lunch time..we needed to go out and get something to eat. lokesh could'nt go cos he was genuinly tired.. so was nari... kaka is a dumbass... me and hemant were the choosen ones..to hold the magical sword and reign this universe for ever....damn..what am i bluffing.. u c, this is what happens if u update your blog at 1.30 in the morning.. u'll type out crap.. where was i??? ya, right..lunch... me and hemant on nari's spirite..we were on our way looking for a hotel.. hemant almost read my mind when i opened my mouth to speak..he was lafing...i was saying" inga paaru da.. yeppadi thiruvanaalum poogaveyy maatingadhu..."..hemant:"theriidhu theriidhu..un kaiiya paathaaley theriidhu"...now check this out.. we were near some junction and making a turn when the engine suddenly went dead..there was an auto with a man sitting inside and few other ppl standing all around it.. a bike on the ground, like it had hit the auto and fallen down.. our bike stoped a few feet in front of the auto..on of the guy standing there started barking at us.. he was asking something.. i did not exactly understand what was he saying..i gave him a puzzled look..then he said. "po po po po"...hemant started urging me " start pannuda...kelammbu..seekirum seekirumm..."..i was like..chill man, what' s the big hurry.. i kick started our sprite and moved on.. it was then, I peeked into the auto while passing it..BLOOODDDY FUCKINGGGG HELLL... the guy who was sitting inside had his face and body covered in blood.. i'v never seen so much blood before.. fuck.. hemant said " yaaro vettitaanga da avana..orey rathhamaa irukku..".. oh my god..at that point i was really out of my mind.. i was totally pissed off. i jst wanted to go home...i donno y.. we finally found a hotel.. we packed lunch.. to add fuel to the fire.. our bike won't start.. there was no petrol.. we filled petrol for 20 bucks.. ( financial crush).. i just wanted to have lunch and get home.. i had the throttle twisted to the fullest..i fiercly over took a scorpio and couple f other cars... samma rash.. hemant was saying.."ne samma gaand la irukka nu theriidhu..vidu vidu.."... we reached home by 4.. opened our lunch only to find rice and some sambar.. and nothing else..no side dish, no appalams no nothing..we are screwed.. nari got some sidedish and some extra sambar form fridge.. everyone took the sidedish except kaka.. nothing was left for him.. he fot with hemant and took from his plate.. cha..this is what happens when food is at stake... it was then that lokesh said " dai, fridge la irrundhadhu da.. veelakaari ku kudukaradha namblukku kudukkuraan da indha nari..adha veera indha kaka sannda pootu vaangi saapududhu...karumo".... after that i did'nt eat anymore.. no one else did.. kaka was persistant on leaving.. lokesh was not ready.. n so was;nt i..i mean, how can u leave jst after eating man.. all off us lay donw on the bed and were watching tv..

.............we were getting bored.. so lokesh suggested we;ll make some prank called.. he called a girl called gayatri priya (supposed to be a fat slut, lokesh's friend).. hemant had to speak.. he started saying.." hello, naan Praveen Kailash peesureen..naan hindhustaan college, AME panreen.. .."... kaka got furious.. "yen peru yen da use panraa..cut pannu da call a cut pannu da.. " he and nari were doing a little dishum dishum.. and in the process, kicked the vessel on the floor and sent the saambar flying..hahahahahahahha..samma comedy.. sambaar all over the floor.. second spilling since our visit.. kaka went inside the toilet and i gestured nari to lock the door.. he almost did it but somehow he could'nt.. kaka was banging the door like a gorilla banging its cage, waiting to be released.. noting much happeded after that..

.........at around 7 i guess we left his place, me kaka n lokesh on his bike.. i was'nt sure if we should go triples.. moreover we did'nt have helmet..lokesh said " va poolam..paathukalaam".. and waht a god damn wrong decission it was.. there was one bloddy hell of security all over the road.. guess what.. Stallin was coming thru that way ( supposed to be one of the top shots in tamilnadu politics) .. we would go 100meters where there r no cops and walk another 200 meters to get clear off the cops.. this is how we came all the way, till we took a diversion.. then there was no stoping us.. 3 of us, dancing on the bike...no one on the road.. damn cool.. lok droped us near his house.. me and kaka took a bus to our home.. just couple of stops ahead..

............when i reached home, no one was there.. i got the key from the opp shop.. i went inside..had dinner and i was browsing.. my mom and dad came.. i was 101% sure, my dad would screw me to hell.. but this is what happed... my dad:" yeppo vandha?"
me:" 1hr aachi"
dad:"2 days enjoy panniya?"
me:"hm"
dad:"ok"
that's it.. i was like wow man.. that was easy..chill.......
hmmmmm...so that brings us to the end of this post.. 2 days of absolute nonsence fun..just the way i prefer.... and before i wrap up.. a littel credits..

Credits:

hemant--for being the black box.. helped me rekinddle the part of my brain that's responsible for my memories and recollect what ever happened..

nari- for asking this blogaddress and painfully reminding me that i did not post for a long time

sush(ofcousre)- for being such a pest and irritating me to the level that i actually made this post, insted of loosing it in the depth of time.. thx..

sorry for inactivity..

2008-07-14T21:52:00.000+05:30

i'm sorry i'm sorry...i'm sort of totally messed up now in my college assignments and stuffs.. they called me and threatened something about not sending me to sencond year or something...so i'm sort of pissed off, scared n lot of mixed emotins are coming out right now.. anyway nothing much happend after my last last posting.. except for the night hault at nari's place yesterday.. that was one fucking hell of fun... i'll post about that as soon as possible.. till then i'm signing off... thank you.. your bordem without my blog is highly regreted.. ;-)