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I want to become a dog in next birth

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Fri, 15 Oct 2010 10:35:00 +0000

FYI: Title is not sarcastic, it has deep feelings attached to it. Only emotional ppl will understand once they read the whole post.

Every person in this world has his own emotional nerve ( I am not talking about emotional atyaachar serial on UTV , BTW that is the most sadist/sickiest serial ever came, don’t know what ppl get by watching that).

My story started on a sunny Sunday afternoon, after a delicious lunch as usual i was on my couch with my fav pose .I call it
"Ouchy COuchy pose"
(some stat - this pose is done by sitting 60% ,standing 30% and sleeping 10%
details - sit on ur couch with legs pointing towards wall in upright position, one hand u got to have remote , in second hand munch some kurkure )..and play with ur remote meanwhile , shouting at ur near and dear ones that don’t come near to me, i won’t give u remote ...

So in this process came across one movie which had Jennifer Aniston ...That’s it...

There are some celebs or ppl who force u to stop ,pause and look towards them in bewilderment , no matter what is coming on other channels. (talking about TV , in reality u stare them , till u are shooed away by some person...)

My list includes ( Sachin tendulkar, Angelina Jolie, Jennifer Aniston, Sharon stone etc etc...).

So as i saw Aniston on Tv ,I started watching that movie and didn't stop till it ended. At the end of it i was all in tears...

I remembered last time that happened to me was when i saw Taare Zammen par...

Oh i didn’t tell u the movie name, The movie name is "Marley and me " based on book by same name. I don’t know if its a fiction story or not.

But to tell what it’s abut - its about a dog named Marley and how "A family learns important life lessons from their adorable, but naughty and neurotic dog."

After watching movie i went into deep thinking and realized that my emotional nerve is "love for dog"...

So after watching that movie i logged into imdb and checked some more gud DOG movies. I stumbled upon "Hachi: A Dog's Tale " ,

It’s a true story about a dog in Japan. The output after watching was bucket of tears in my eyes. I mean for last half hour or so i spend gallon of tears watching that movie. I think i haven’t cried that much after my birth.

First thought that came to my mind was. i need to have a dog ASAP.. But practically not possible :(...

I used to have a dog when i was a kid, came back those memories when he used to accompany me to my school everyday. Long walks with my grandfather and him and my cousins every evening...

But there was one problem he used to do "THAT" every now and then and wherever he wanted to...

SO we had to leave him. But wherever we used to leave him, he used to return back. So one day my uncle took him along with him to his office 25 km away. Even then he returned after 2 days. Don’t know how.

So finally we gave him to one person who took him to his village.

I believe Dogs are the best pal for they are not selfish like humans....
SO that’s why that TITLE for my post..

PS: Watch "HAchi" movie, its a must watch , An 8 pointer in IMDB.

Nicknames/Petnames

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 12:00:00 +0000

Every person born in this world has some or the other nick name. It gives liberty to their so called near and dear ones to address the person in a convenient and amiable way.

NO i am not writing class V English essay on nicknames here.I realized that for every nickname there is some particular reason , after all Nothing can be created without a reason.
And ppl get nicknames by their friends or enemies or by jealous persons in this world.
and in college one will get coined by such a bad name that u can’t speak that in front of other ppl, i myself have given sum cruel bad names , Ya i can be cruel :P

So i wanted to trace back my nicknames and their reasoning’s. Thankfully i didn’t had one bad nickname which i have to hide... here are most of them.

1) Tinku- As i know this was and is my first nick name, don’t know the exact reason why it was coined but i remember one day i was around 7-8 year old , was watching tv , one movie started and its name was TInku , and i ran to my mother saying mummy look i m in tv ...that’s that and till now my folks call me by this name...

2)LINKS/Lincs/Lincu ( for those who don’t know , my real name is LINCOLN) - This is the second most common name of me , in my school days i was called lincs quite frequently, which used to be followed by LINKS taale ( a Lock brand) , kabhi nahin tootne wale...

3)Kankad ( Means pebble) - I don’t know why one of my friend coined me by this name, but 3-4 school friends used to call me by this name , perhaps they wanted to throw stones at me whenever they used to c me :p

4) RAJAji - when i came to college my seniors coined me RAJA ( as a leader ) of group of my statemates, In my ragging days i had to behave as a RAJA and manage my praja ( followers)..
Got lot of sticking as i used to carried way by the role and used to behave really like RAJA , some slaps from seniors used to bring me back to my actual level

5) Chuha (mouse/rat)- This is another stupid name that i got which my friends tell me tat i got this bcoz i behave like a chuha, i don’t know how but they say i do kuter kuter like a mouse.
And till today i am called by this by close group of friends...( perhaps bcoz i eat wat i will like rest i will leave , for e.g. i will either like cake's top part or bottom part not both of parts ) , similarly i never eat cream biscuits, i will give cream part to my friends and eat non cream part, or if i am eating a samosa - i will leave most part of masala ,

6) TOPi- i recently got this name from one of my roommate, i don’t know the reason but he calls me that.

so that’s the list , i am sure i will have many more nicknames in life, So wat’s ur fav nickname of urs ?????

The Maid Syndrome

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Wed, 07 Jul 2010 11:49:00 +0000

We Indians are damn lucky that a normal lower class person can afford services of another human being to do his/her daily housework....We call it maid/servant

When i was in 11th/12th standard my school timing was a bit late. My bro and sis used to wake up too early for they have to catch school bus and go far far away....
Our maid used to come early in those times .My mother used to wake me up early so that my room can get cleaned. And I used to be like Let me sleep first then do whatever u want to do but NOOOOO , so i used to spend rest of my morning on Sofa

As in most of the households CLEANING is the most important thing that should happen and rest of the stuff like (eating, sleeping, playing etc etc ) takes backseat. And if u r home on sunday u have to constantly switch from one room to other so that ur so called HOUSE can get completely cleaned.... suckssss

Coming back to current state, since i started working i am living with friends of mine and for bachelors Maid is like Kaamdev baba or Saraswati mata of cleaning (safai). If she is not there than our houses would have been worse than that found in front of each city's railway station.

In most of the bachelor houses it so happens that one person will open the door for Maid in morning, she will do all cleaning and by the team she finishes, rest of the inmates will still be in sleep mode, while going she will wake one of the inmates to close the door. What happened, how it happened, who did no one cares....

It used to so happen that we got one new maid for our home, and at that time one of my friend used to go to office late, so maid used to come around 9 or 10 am , clean the house and go . SO it so happened that she didn’t saw my friend's face for 3-4 months.

One saturday she complained to me and my other friends "bhaiya , aap unko uthate kyun nahin , maine unki shakal nahin dekhi 4 mahine ho gaye ".....And then we shouted
"XYZ ,teri muh dikhayee ka samay aa gaya hain bachhe Uth jaa " After making repeated attempts of waking him up, he finally came out of his bedroom, The maid said "SO glad to finally see u " (Translated in English here )....And he replied Ya Same Here

Now why i m writing this Maid syndrome , well it so happened that I bought new tooth brush recently. Next day I didn’t find it, and it sucks when u dont have ur toothbrush . Next day i bought a new one and next day again i lost . And i really got pissed off , bcoz no one was at home for two days so only reason i could think of "Maid must have taken it "... PPl may think why this cheap thinking, well its not my fault its the only reason i could come up.And why i thought in that manner, well that has another story which is below..

2 years back we group of friends were sitting and watching tv. One of my friend comes in a furious manner, lets call him S

S:Again it happened.
We: what ??
S: I have lost it again

We: what have u lost wallet/ATM?
S: NO, one of my New UG is missing

We: look around u will find it , must have been mixed with someones else.
S: no i looked around, couldn’t find it.

We: Chk our neighbors ( BTW that had 4 girls living there ) gallery , U know its a male UG must have got attracted to female one's and flew next gallery ..U know opposites attract

S: hahaha oh shut up, I am thinking it must be our MAid

We: Wat>?? why will maid steal ur UG

S: well sometimes she washes my clothes, must have stolen ...that’s my thinking

WE: oh u r sick minded , why will she steal ur UG , she doesn’t steal a single rupees from our purses even though our purse has so much cash and she easily has access to all of them as we sleep like Guinea PIGs while she cleans the house....

S: I dont know, i have that feeling, i have lost 3 UG in one week. tats too much

WE: ok , Lets assume that she steals ur UG, but what will she do with it , U know that ur ass errr rrr sorry ur waist is too bigger for her to fit in....
one crazy person : kahin tujh par marti to nahin wo , hey bhagwan kya zamana aa gaya hain abhi tak to ladke tharki hote suen the maid par ab maid bhi tharki hone lag gayee maaliko par, ram ram

S: oh shut up , it might be that she is taking so that it can be used by her family members..

We: Wallah tera CID dimaag , thats wat her work is too steal guys UG from each apartment , give them as a birthday gift to her relatives ...give us a break and stop mourning....

S: well i am telling u, beware anyone can be targeted next
Well till today the mystery of missing UG's is not solved . SO u see why i thought that my brush can be stolen by my maid...

Fifa world Cup 2010 :My Notes

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Mon, 14 Jun 2010 12:41:00 +0000

1) First and foremost I would like to someone to order an enquiry as to why there is such a pathetic noise of murmuring mosquitoes in all the soccer matches.

I mean ppl say "there is buzz in the stadium" for the fans enthusiasm and their adrenaline Rushing hoopla , but no one asks for BUZZER, that too continuous streaming of shrieking noise in all the matches. It’s like all African mosquitoes are trying to mate in stadium and sound/Noise is the byproduct. Looks like , they are following the footsteps of hookers around the world and flocking towards South Africa. (BTW those buzzers are called as VuvuZuela Trumpets)

2) I fear, what if i get bored by continues watching of football over a month and loose interest by the time world cup reaches semi finals. (It happened to me in IPL)

3) I really like the camera work in world cup. It’s the best i have seen, technically it’s awesome.
Wish in cricket too ICC get good technical team for the next world cup in India.

4) These days I find it interesting to listen to different country’s national Anthem .And I like America's and SA's a lot. Wish one day we can hear India's too in World Cup Football .SIGHHH

5) I wonder why there are no Cheer leaders in Football. In every sport they have ventured into.
One day will come when Chess too will have cheer leaders....But then who will concentrate on Animals and Pawns :)

6) I wish to see French women's Vs Venezuela/Brazil football match. It should be and will be HOTTT ;)

The daily hate book...

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Thu, 27 May 2010 11:38:00 +0000

1) I hate when my house-maid switches off the fan in morning for her brooming business.And after doing all her stuff she won’t turn the switch on and go away. oh that is so irritating...

2) I hate when ppl will be online for hours and after saying hi, they won’t even respond. At least say I am busy or I don’t have time for u. Bcoz as a software engineer i keep on thinking it might be some software bug also or he/she must be using MEEBO that is making them online even though they are not .Too much i say

3) I hate when ppl make me wait to have my food on time. I normally go to lunch in office at 1:00 pm. There is this colleague of mine who normally takes lunch with me. He goes to bathroom at exactly same time every day. How can that happen? I don’t understand have told him 100 times u go at 12:30, 12:45 why every time 1:00 pm. DO something, change ur water habits but don’t go at 1:00 pm but he won’t listen..........it suckssss

4) I hate when ppl say “Thanks” for every small things in life and then I have to be phony with words like no problem, welcome......blah blah

5) I hate when every day I have to smile and greet ppl in office numerous number of times, I mean I just smiled few hours ago, if that was not greeting what it is!!!!! But I have to smile again,

6)i hate when i have switch off my room light in night after I go to my bed. why cant i do it with my phone or with remote . ( i stay in rented house so logistics problem otherwise that is the first thing i would want in my own bed room )

7) These days bathroom etiquettes are getting on my nerves. My new roommate , he will take shower with pot lid's top in resting state, and when i enter bathroom it will be all wet , so frustrating.

8) This is related to my gym stuff - i hate when ppl leave their sweating signature on some gym machine and don’t care about the next person who is in queue.

9)I hate when ppl say too much bye bye stuff, oh come on u want to go , go quickly, stop wasting time in useless meaningless bye byes

10)i hate that ALLOUT stuff ( that is the worst product ever made in mankind) which is still successful. No mosquito has any effect whatsoever and to mock the machine they even mate in front of that machine.

so thats all about my hateness stuff, rest all things i like :)

so wats ur hateness quotient??

whats in a name!!! I do have a problem

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Wed, 19 May 2010 10:04:00 +0000

Today heard that another cyclone is hitting shores of india , and this time it is "LAILA"
I mean what the hell, why every time a cyclone comes it is termed after a female???Isn’t sexist?

I have complain here, why is it that NCW not taking action again meteorological department!! OH I see how can they come out in this sultry heat, their bodies will get tanned but they can do some advertisements for some sun screen lotion!!!
In my view they should torture Meteorological department members or do DHARNA on roads that stop making fun of lovely ladies and terming them cyclonic (Read barbaric).

Today it’s Katrina, Laila next they may say Neha, Pooja, Rashmi than half of Indian girls will be cyclonic. Imagine the chaos it will bring to society. Then every second girl in India will be connected with some or other cyclone.

After doing some research on this matter i found out that meteorological department even take suggestions on naming cyclones from ppl. Any taker for this????????? If given a chance, i would name "rakhi sawant", "shooparnakha" or "lady gaga".
A meeting in 2000 in Muscat was held on naming tropical cyclones in the Bay of Bengal and the Arabian Sea.

The names the countries in the panel suggest are sequenced in such a way that each country gets a chance to have its suggested name used.

Prior to Aila, which means dolphin, suggested by the Maldives, there was ‘Bijli’ of India( who came up with this must have seen lot of c grade movies or must have been a fan of "babuji dheere chalo bijli khadi song -") . Before that, there was ‘Nisha’ from Bangladesh ( didn’t knew bangladeshi’s are huge Madhuri fan !!!!!).

Best is from our beloved neighbor Pakistan
They had Fanoos and Nargis and proposed Nilofar, Titli and Bulbul for the unseen and unknown devastators..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!( Titli , bulbul !???????, imagination ki haad hain, why can’t they come up with chick, hen , sparrow)

I strongly object this blasphemous, objectionable naming of cyclones on the name of girls .They should start naming Indian boys as well, some of them can be Rahul , Raj , Aditya , Aamir 

But as Usual US is far ahead in terms of dealing these things, they have come up with a list for next few years and that has male and female names alternately so that no one gets offended

Lists_of_tropical_cyclone_names

PS : I am not sexist or MCP , although i hate feminists :P

Food for thought!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Fri, 16 Apr 2010 11:26:00 +0000

No i am not in mood to give some gyaan over here, already ppl have access to so much of literary material which ranges from current Sania-Sohrab honeymoon plans to Tharror Sugandha or sunanada pre engagement adventures( don’t want to remember the lady name , though she must be a hotty in the past)...

Fooding ( i don’t think this word exist ) , semantically speaking eating is my 2nd fav past time err i think 3rd , no it will be fourth , oh damn it who cares, point is I love it.
Today I remember couple of instances which i thought were funny....

Instance -1

One day I went to one restaurant nearby office. I went with my friend in one hot summer afternoon and was munching on my way; I saw one guy coming inside the restaurant.

Guy:Sir jee, plz pack 3 buffet meals:

Restaurnat Managar : are Sir jee abhi lo ( meaning in few minutes it will be ready)

Guy: You know Last time when i took the parcel i found few cockroaches inside the rice

My Reaction: my god, aaj to ladai hogi , it will be fun....

Restaurant Manager: taken back, NO SIr jee u can have a look today there are no cockroaches in our food. It’s pretty clean.

Guy: ya ok , check it thoroughly and then parcel it

MY Reaction : I was dumbfounded on hearing the conversation, I laughed like hell , I mean that guy is paying huge amount for the food and the manager didn’t even apologized or confronted him about his last parcel. That sir u must be having a mistake, we serve quality food here. Blah blah
And even after getting such kind of food that guy is visiting again....And the manager was like you can check our kitchen also no cockroaches are there , we have cleaned them up.....WTF

That was enough and i asked my friend let’s leave this place otherwise i will puke....

Instance -2

Couple of year ago , i was in Chennai and was going out for Team lunch. We went to one nice restaurant on ECR road...The drive is sexy over there...

So after reaching, we ordered normal veg and non veg food.

One of my friend while tasting some panner curry ( BTW He was Punjabi),,,said to waiter This paneer is so sour, so yucky. What kind of food is this...

Waiter : I don’t know sir , usually we won’t eat PAneer here , we eat outside!!!!!!

And i was like wattttt!!!!!!

Instance 3:

There used to be canteen in our college which served great parathas.
Only hostel ppl will understand the pain of having good fun in life.
There might be a chance that a hosteller will avoid a hot date just to have a gud food ( It happened...and happens..)

So one day one of my batch mate went to that canteen, had gr8 food .As he was about to leave, he was confronted by canteen supervisor.

And FYI every shop owners know every regular college mate, its like a bondage...

Supervisor: That was XX bucks.

Friend: Ya I know, i read the chart.

Supervisor: So...

Friend: Oh ya, U see, i dont have money

Supervisor: $%&** (hot boiling expression), oh ok u can pay it afterwards...

Friend: No I cant pay it.

Supervisor: ya i understand u can’t pay it now , pay it afterwards...

Friend: Are bhaiyya bola naa paisa nahin hain , nahin de paaunga....... And he leaves...

Supervisor: sees the guy leaving..... Mumbling in his mouth wait.....listen...but no one was there to listen his voice.....

Shopping fun!!

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Mon, 22 Mar 2010 11:15:00 +0000

So it was the day when i had to go for shopping, not any xyz shopping but it was for our friend who was getting married. So after various intriguing session among friends we came to conclusion that since we haven't planned/bought any gift for our friend, it would be lame if we go empty handed. It was decided that we will give K**** book along with some C****.Then the real thing came that who will bell the cat; i mean who will go and buy these things. Inadvertently I and one of my friend were given task of buying C**** and another two got the task of buying K*** book.
It was not about not being comfortable to buy C**** but more about Why we only have to leave the AC room and go in such sultry heat , why not rest of them....But destiny ....

SO I and my friend left the hotel where we were staying and started looking for med shop.To our horror we found out that after walking for 15 mins in the market, still there were no signs of it. Finally after walking a km or so we found one small med shop.

Scene -1
My friends went to have a puff and asked me to do the honors.
I : Exploring the shop with my keen eyes to find the so called C*** gift, looked onto the glass counter that normally has these stuffs. I was surprised to find nothing. I mean no signs of any C*** of any brands whatsoever. Then i started looking into the entire shop but even after staring towards every shelf and counter i couldn't saw any. I said to myself, this is crazy. I have been to numerous Med shops and as soon as you land on Med shop, it’s right there in front of you. One need not say anything, one can just point and buy it. It’s as easy as it gets.
The Med shop owner was busy with some customer, so he didn’t looked at my detective glances, otherwise he would have thought i might do burglary in his shop tonight.
just i was Feeling bemused i was interrupted by my friend :

Friend : So bought them ?
I : He doesn’t have any!!!
Friend : What do u mean he doesn’t have, its a Med shop it has to have?
I : I dont know i looked around but couldn’t find any?
Friend : Lets ask him...
I : i don’t understand if he has, he has to show to sell it right??, anyways u ask
Friend to shopkeeper: DO u have C*** .
Shopkeeper : Ya , here they are , opening a small case sort of shelf having assorted platter of C****.
I and Friend: Oh tats Gold.
Friend: SO what do u think how many we should buy?
I : Not sure , how long is the honeymoon period, The stock should last till then otherwise it might lead to embarrassing situation. Imagine postponing the heated moment in honeymoon period bcoz u don’t have resources!!!!
Friend: Ya that would be bad!! I think close to a week.
I: ok lets take 4 packs , even if he does twice a day it would be sufficient
Friend: Twice a day for whole week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I : Never underestimate the desire/lust/greed/love .
Friend: Haan He has yearned for so longggg… and what flavors....
I: AHMM good question, What do u think?
Friend: I think strawberry will be good,
I : Ya ok, and ya chocolate flavour too , he is fond of choco feast icecream
Friend : wat weird logic????!!! Anyways ok and remaining two:
I : lets ask shopkeeper, So any new advancements or flavors you have??
Shopkeeper : With a weird look , The box has it all,u can select from it!!!
Friend : All right , give two dotted ones and two non -dotted. That should finish our shopping.
Shopkeeper : all right then that will be 100 bucks

I & friend : My goodness , now we know why ppl are crying inflation ,inflation, If rubbers have become so costly forget about the other things ..........

As we were returning, talking how we will pass these precious gifts to our friend today in evening, with the gifts in my right hand , I dropped the poly bag accidently and while i was collecting them and standing saw too girls staring at my so called gifts, I was about to say " Luckily/unluckily these are not for me !!!!" but smirked and moved on!!

The evening was fun, My so called Friend who's wedding we came to attend was filled with Gift packets in each of his coat pockets and trouser's also . He was standing on stage with his "hone wali wife" with pocket full of C***. He was sweating a lot , i dont know bcoz of Lights or bcoz of situation. ON top of it he got another gift from us "The famous Kam**** book”. Imagine a groom standing with his wife on stage in front of thousand ppl with K** book in his hand.

AS an afterthought i thought what if in some marriage no friend/relative gives the C* gift to the groom. I mean what if everyone forgets it and he also forgets it to buy .Imagine his wife sitting in front of him and just before he is about to begin she asks " DO u have c*" if not then forget it !!!!!! IF The night of the marriage is so Rocking then for whole life trouble will be knocking......

When i got a Pinkyy Eye

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Wed, 03 Mar 2010 14:24:00 +0000

Me : Reading those letter in cube that eye doctors have, feeling elated i can still read all the lines except last one
Dr: So wats ur problem?
Me : I am crying since 2 days , sobbing
Dr: Why? did S1 one broke ur Heart ?
Me : Thinking (Who made him opthamologist? My Manager recognized that i have some problem in my eyes from 3 meter and this doctor is saying heart!!!.&**%%%....)

No , since yesterday morning after i woke up , my eyes are leaking water....

Dr: Oh!!!hmm , not a problem

Me: With no intention of crying, my eyes are draining water more than I drink daily and this person is saying no Problem!!!
Continuing the conversation - But u see no pain is there and this phenomena is occurring only in one eye

Dr: Thats even better , You have got "pinki eye" !!!

Me: PINKYYY wat? I have heard Pinkyy toe wats Pinkky eye?

Dr: Viral conjunctivitis, a viral infection...

Me: oh , hmm , That doesn’t require injection right? ( I feel molested at sheer idea of an unknown female nurse giving me pain in my B*** ).

Dr: No , eye drops will be sufficient!!!

ME : ok , gud...

Dr: Take this eye drop once in two hour time period in one eye and four times in other eye...

Me : U mean every two hours once right?

Dr: No at an interval of 1 hour

ME : Thinking (Wat *%&%& , I will take according to my feeling , can’t discuss much with this moron) Ok ya thanks, About to leave...
Dr: SO where were u last week?

Me : Shocked !!!Thinking how he knows? Was he the person whom i pushed in AC compartment last week,,,, Immmm m.... I was out of station why???

Dr: You got this infection from some other town,,,,

Me : Ya went to beach as well , (cleaning my watery eyes), U think
sea water would have given this ?

Dr: Definitely!!!

Me : hmm, :( ok , but i will be all right i suppose in couple of days

Dr: Yups u will be!!!

Left the clinic and on my way back thinking, it is more than 7 days and infection is occurring now , there must be some other reason, Then Bingo my mind lightened up....

On Sunday I went to watch "The Blue MUG" play with my friends....And on next morning i had this Pinkiiness, hmmm i got the Reason of the whole story,,,,

And the Reason was too much of eye tonic.....Yes it makes perfect sense...
When we arrived there to watch the Play, it was as if we have boarded a Mumbai/Delhi flight and landed in some of the High society auditorium.

As one of my friend had put “It was a CLASSY " crowd. There were girls and girls and girls , and everyone was so pretty and beautiful , Me and my friends were shocked , it has been three years and we haven’t seen this type of thing, not even in High Class Pubs here .I could see girls smoking in the arena but no sight of guys doing that( When a girl smokes she looks so sexy to me but at the same time disgusting)..

SO the moral of the story is: "Too much of sustained exposure to eye tonic can lead to Pinkyyy Eye"...

Past tense

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 12:52:00 +0000

I wrote this in someone's comment section on a blog an year before , when i read it again i liked it so posting here....

I still look to u in the same way as i looked at first sight , its just that i have become more passionate which makes me strangeI still feel the warmth in your soft spoken voice, I still flirt with u but my ways have become more mature and misunderstandings are part of relationship which makes it strong in harder times,I do have the trust in my eyes as i had before, i can still feel the sensuous touch of your when i first hugged you, whenever u see the distance between us, just close your eyes and u can feel me in your arms, the distance is physical and not emotional,i haven't left you in midway, i have gone to fulfill my responsibilities , i will return to u with my arms open,just wait for me , the separation will end soon....

Randomness

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 07:24:00 +0000

Notes: Phone charging has become such a necessity that People skip sleeping just because they want to charge phone in trains...

While watching in awe at pictures in Konark Temple, I blurted out to my friends: Look there is a picture of foursome, only to be stopped by giggling of a girl who was just behind me. I could have made a pass to her but sadly she was with her BF posing against the backdrop of artistic pictures...

I was wondering if this is Konark then how Khajuraho will look like. Did king gave any directions for all those poses or he gave free hand to sculptures, do whatever ur dirty mind think, no stopping....

Also the thought came to my mind that ppl in BC's and early AD's were more open minded, don’t know what culture creeped into ours which has made our society like this...European culture isn’t even close.I mean they must have thought why do technological advancement/medical improvements, all these are materialistic pleasures. We will focus solely on human emotions and focus on NIRVANA and hence these paintings.....

As someone said some of the poses can’t be done even by Russian gymnasts. If a normal person tries he will be in bed permanently for years.

I think our education system needs to have some education on "How to keep ur surroundings clean" and also a course on "Common sense" . I don’t know why I hate Psychology, is it the spelling or fear of psychopathic thoughts but I think society needs “Common sense” subject rather than “Psychology”.

PS: There are no dirty ( In terms of cleanliness )ppl than Indians in whole planet....

Few commandments i wish to have for my marriage:

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 13:39:00 +0000

1) No Photographer will be allowed within 100 meters of marriage's arena. If they are seen violating this, their equipments will be confiscated and ripped apart. PPl with camera Phones are allowed but no one will be allowed to ask me for Posing. PPL can ask Bride i don’t mind ;))

2) No ghoda/ghodi for me. I prefer a bullock cart its fun to ride one or even a Jugaad will be gud.( Those of u who don’t know Jugaad hint : its a vehicle try googling :P)

3) While my Funeral oops marriage procession is on, i want to have my phone with me so that i can play games or do browsing. I don’t want to listen to songs as i don’t want to look casual on the day of my marriage: P

4) I don’t want to give joota chupana money/gift just like that. I want to hide my joota/jooti with or without socks myself and want PPL to do some hard work for finding it.

5) I want to taste food whatever is made first myself then i want everyone to have it. Its my day I should be the one who should decide what to do isn’t and if i didn’t find fud gud, i will go to some nice restaurant nearby ,finish my appetite and then come. :P

6) No return gifts on my marriage. It’s my day why i should give ppl gifts. And if ppl don’t have cash, then i want to say that i accept Sodexho coupons: P. And i know there will be many friends of mine who live on credit card, so i will have one credit card machine where every card will be allowed. So one needn't worry i can swipe in and give ppl receipt back ;)

7) I will surely bribe Pandit so that he will conduct lesser and lesser pooja's. ( I pity on girls whose name is Pooja) . It’s such a pain to do some or other pooja after every half an hour.

My rusted mind only thought 7 commandments , will think of making it ten:)

What it feels like to be in Luv

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 17:27:00 +0000

Some quotes :

It feels like a sonic boom... everyone around you can feel that love. It's like your heart ripped open your rib cage and set itself free. The world is at your feet and your confidence sores. It feels like a warm blanket wrapped around you. Logic is no longer at play.

For him/her, one sacrifice's own happiness to make him/her happy. Love is irrational, love is believing in the present and the future. Love is trust, breathtaking, overwhelming in every way. It's the thing that gives life truly meaning. And when you've found that person, you feel complete.

You know you're in love when you can trust them to take your heart into? their hands and care for it.And even though you're scared they might break it, you let them keep it anyway.

Love is when you can fight with some one and say the mean things that hurts them the most and still be forgiven or when you kiss them and you know that is the kiss you want for the rest of your life.

When you know that no one else gets you the way he/she does. When you still get butterflies in your tummy when you hear his/her name after years of being together. To be able to just sit with each other and know deep down? that as long as you are together everything else will fall into place.

It feels like? we could lie in bed all day and let the universe float around us.

The heart starts at the bottom and makes a point. It then splits further and further as it goes longer up. At the point where the lines look like they can't come back together.Then completely do a 180 degree turn and become 1.

True love is when you want to share everything with someone, feelings, emotions, good times bad times, material possessions, sex, dreams and aspirations, you would jump a bullet for them, all their faults are beautiful and they feel the same way you do.A real two way connection.

Love feels euphoric, comfortable, home, appreciating, accepting, heavenly.

You need to be close to that person, you love him/her as he/she is.You don't compare with others and you feel right, content and satisfied.Love feels like you can't get that person out of your head,and sometimes no matter how much he/she gets on your nerve, you still wants to be with him/her.

Love only can show, but can't talk. Love is giving, love is being patient, love is waiting, love is earning, love is wishing, love is desiring, love is accepting,
love is everlasting that something you just show by doing it but never ever say it or show it.

True love is when you find the ultimate peace of mind and soul in the arms of somebody, it is caring for the other person more than caring about yourself, is when your heart beats one million times when seeing him/her,it is when you want to be born live and die in their hands,

Love is when your soul is in a peace with yourself and the world, it is when you just think about the other person, want their happiness and satisfaction,

Love is when you see his smile you feel that life is smiling at you and then you forget all pains of the world.

PS: none of them are mine ;)

Life in a Elevator

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Tue, 28 Jul 2009 11:49:00 +0000

Oh Gosh I just hate when i enter into an elevator with full of strangers around.

The moment i step towards elevator my Mind speaks "Oh not Again”. If someone is talking on phone before entering, he/she will utter in Shhh.. voice "I am entering into lift, will call u back" then steps into that dreaded awkward area which gives breathing space to ppl to ogle at their New companion and not old ones who had already ogled/stared at each other so many number of times that each one feels guilty.

As elevator moves up or down all ppl gave a glance to each other, they notice everything starting from ur shoe then up to ur clothing then to ur neck (for girls to know what they have worn) then to hairs to see if it is combed properly or not. Then they give customary glance at button panels watching numbers moving from one floor to other slowly. If lift is already full and if it stops at one floor where ppl push to get in then every person in the lift curses "why on earth he/she (if a person is beautiful she ppl don’t mind at least guys ;) ) is entering".

And those moments are spent in utter and absolute silence as if u have reached nirvana. And if two persons converse all will look at them as if they have committed sin, By seeing other ppl's rude glances they automatically shut their voices. Lets see some scenarios

Case 1: Two guys in one lift - Nothing happens Guy give a customary look, wait for the floor to come, step out and gone , all happens smoothly and the silence is not killing. ( i don’t know why perhaps some sort of no-man-phobia)

Case 2: Two Girls caught in Lift - ( I am assuming what happens in such a scenario;) )

The moment a girl enters "oh another bi*** what an unlucky day :P".She gave a glance at her shoes, cheapo sandals, then "dress is a nice one but not gud like me", then look at accessories , "so much show off yuk",, , then "makeup, oh so much stuff ", eye liner is of Revlon i think , then nail polish, oh so old fashioned" :P ,the blah blah continues...

Case 3: A girl and a boy alone in elevator- A guy perspective...

Guy thinks today is a lucky day, he smiles, gave a cursory look as if he knows her since ages and that girl will start conversing instantly. Lift starts girl is busy in her own thoughts but guy look at her from head to toe, make a image of her all sorts of adjectives gets placed at various levels,

Girl thinks.... I don’t know: P , suggestion welcomed ;)

But why is silence to be found in elevators? Is it political correctness? Is it our need to guard our privacy? Our effort at confidentiality? Or is silence a side effect of the claustrophobia that is inside all of us?

But whatever it is ..."There are times when silence has the loudest voice".. And it is one of those....

Me and my identity

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 09:38:00 +0000

This happened a long time ago, before there was any shitty thing in the world such as George Bush and terrorists and Paris Hilton. It must've been around the time of Adam and Eve, if there were any Adam and Eve, that is. But it's all well, and it was still a long time ago.
Ms. Sparkles lived alone in her little house by the desert. Well, almost alone. She didn't know, maybe she hadn't realised, maybe she'd been too busy, but in the narrow crevices of her wardrobe, there lived a mouse. A tiny little mouse, a mouse they called The Little Chuha. He was soft and brown and he had little black eyes. He seemed like a mouse, but he was smarter than one, some would say he was even smarter than Ms. Sparkles, who wasn't any smart at all.

Everyday Ms. Sparkles would come up to her wardrobe after taking a bath and gingerly remove that wet towel from around her waist. The Little Chuha, even though he was little, was a horny creature, like those cartoons you see in Playboy or Maxim. He would race out from his tiny hole inside the wardrobe and stand on the edge, jumping out on top of Ms. Sparkles as she opened the wardrobe door. It was all so well, and The Little Chuha missed Ms. Sparkles' breast everyday, but never losing hope, or heart.
The trouble was, Ms. Sparkles was the most beautiful woman in the world. She was the kind of woman you want to fall in love with, and maybe later hate yourself for it. Well, that was Ms. Sparkles, loveable and hateable in the same breath. The Little Chuha was in love with her, madly. Even though he was a tiny animal, smaller than Ms. Sparkles' slim wrists, he hoped to win her heart someday. Thus he tried everyday, jumping from the wardrobe's edge onto her chest, hoping to impress her with his acrobats. Yeah, I know. Women dig athletic men.

Now the place they lived in, the land of I-Dont-Know-The-Name-Of, was a pretty desolate place. Since Ms. Sparkles and The Little Chuha were the only two creatures alive, there was no doubt that they were alone in the land. Ms. Sparkles little house, which was painted a flawless white, stood glimmering in the middle of the desert. Passers-by - if there were any - would've seen her house from a mile and mistaken it for a mirage. But it was a mirage, atleast for Ms. Sparkles and The Little Mouse. All they saw everyday was each other, and each other. The Little Mouse jumping from the wardrobe, trying to impress Ms. Sparkles, and a smiling Ms. Sparkles spending her days thinking of The Little Mouse jumping form the wardrobe onto her breast. It would've been a sad affair, and it was. They were two souls who were in love. But then, they were so far away. He was a mouse, and she was a woman - and the most beautiful woman in the Universe too. But more than that, there was the distance of the wardrobe where he lived and the bed where she lay. That could never be corssed. And The Little Chuha knew that. He would get drunk and write drunken eulogies to himself, and a drunken toast to his lady, Ms. Sparkles. Passers-by - if there were any - would've called it a tragic affair. And it was.
For everyday, he missed her.
He so so missed her.

PS : Its not mine but I thought its worth sharing and thanks to author wherever he is .

A lonely night

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 10:28:00 +0000

You know that i know that you dont know who you are
You are a breeze,a sunshine,a rhapsody for me
You are the carrier for my lonesome night,
The killer for my boredom thoughts
The shrillness in my silent dreams.

For me will u come tonight and change my lonely nights
Will you follow me and seduce me
I know that you always consider me a pain
And that I take certain pleasure in suffering
At punishing myself, at my repentance
Will you abandon to me without getting worried

I wish to look at u , watch u ,hold u
for that will make me feel gud
I will be whatever pleases u..., the light on your skin
The sweat on your brow
The one who..whatever , i will be whatevr you want
Will you follow me tonight....

An Evening

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 11:25:00 +0000

A dark gloomy scene
fills my window pane
I slided my curtains,
water drops were limping on them
suggesting rain

from the west
flashes burst lighting
the sky night versus dawn
seconds pass rumbling
oh so far away..
someone else is also sensing in the same way..

As i watch the rain drops
falling drop by drop
in a linear manner
It reminds me of someone
who is waiting in darkness

to fulfill the dreams tat
she nurtures every day

to fulfill the happiness
tat is embedded in every tear drops
tat falls on her lap....
Wish those pain in tears
will get washed in next rain

Bang came the pat frm colleague
wat r u doing,
I said nothing Just
watching my soul getting
drenched ........

Now bk to wrk:))

Being teenager

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 08:38:00 +0000

Morning bliss always give u enthusiasm to start your day with new thoughts , to achieve new heights.The newspaper headline read 08/08/08. It made me nostalgic, I went back to my old memories when exactly 14 years back on 8 AUgust 1994,one small incident changed my whole school life.

The incident was not tat shattering or amazing but it changed my outlook towards life and friendship.There was this new girl who got admission in my school. I was parking my bicycle in the cycle stand,saw a girl with big oval eyes, two ponies,a dangling smile and suave looks which made me encompassed for that moment.SHe smirked or giggled at me and left with her friend .

I prayed to god that wish she gets admission in my section.MY wishes or my intution seldom goes wrong, As someone has said( jis cheez ko tum dil se chaho to poorie kayanat use poorie karne ki koshish karti hain). AT EOD i was passing by my PRIncy office and heard that she is admitted in my section. OH i felt so happy and was on top of world, for the whole day i kept smiling and dreaming.The smile was steadily and slowly started showing its effect.....to be continued

Art of flattering

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 09:58:00 +0000

Flattering is an art which a person tries right from childhood till he is alive,( i dont know what happens after the death, might be man does this to flatter angels out there;) ,, who knows).

Some says it will lead to nowhere..But i think otherwise...For e.g. if some one says "You are too kind" The first Impression it gaves is of a polite behaviour which the person tends to show as a part of social behaviour.(unless he is grinning and speaking:)..

Flattery, of course, has had a bad name since the origin of word itself , implying wrongful praise. Nothing is more flattering than to be told that you hate flattery.

For the most part, flattery is harmless: surrounding the flattered with a halo of good feeling, it gives away nothing really worth having, but it may get a lot in return. Yes u r right it gives u a lot in return.

Well some one says in the narrowest sense Flattery is extravagantly exaggerating the value of something in order to persuade. However in its broadest definition, flattery is a form of bowing and scraping, social behavior for which words are not necessary .Flattery is the defensive weapon with which inferiors placate superiors, thereby avoid being killed, optimize their relationships and achieve a sort of ''devious cooperation''

''We have all learned to nod and smile and hold our tongue and murmur approval and say thank you.''

Saying thank you is an implicit form of flattery in that it indicates your dependence on some other person's grace. But so is keeping quiet. Silence may often be a form of elliptical flattery -- saying less than what might be said, as when you minimize someone's faults and failings, or pointedly ignore some glaring deformity.

As Casanova taught, you always tell beauty it's intelligent, and intelligence that it's beautiful. Similarly, the most successful flatterers are not vulgarly hypocritical but rather those who believe their own lies. If I am aware I'm flattering, my self-knowledge playing across my face may well be detected by an observant person on the sheer inhibiton of empty praise. If, however, I've convinced myself of my deception, my palaver will more convincingly persuade.

Indeed, the purest flattery -- the sort most surely liable to work -- occurs when neither the flattered nor the flatterer knows it is going on. :)And its quite a fun,,,,

Who among us doesn't need to think some more these days about the science of kissing up or about being flattered up?

So PPL open up ur buttering machine and get ready to flatter,,, Beware there may be persons who are ready with Bread to soak up ur butter....

Keep Buttering.. :)

Sometimes..

noreply@blogger.com (Mr Happy) — Fri, 29 May 2009 09:06:00 +0000

Sometimes in life, you find a special friend,Someone who changes your life just by being a part of it,Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop,Someone who makes you believethat there really is good in the world.Someone who convinces you that there reallyis an unlocked door just waiting for you to open.Sometimes..