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By now u must have rendered those grad days...with some famously infamous profs.
Note: Below content is purely CtrlC+CtrlV of an incident described by some juniors in one of the communities dedicated to one of our most popular saar:-


He comes with a stagger in his walk that could rival Will smith's [or chiru's in shankardadaMBBS for that matter]. Now this man just cannot go past a group of students without interacting with them and giving them a point to laugh at about for a week. and that day, it happened to be Andy. So here we go..

Prof M: aaan U, yes u only maan..Andy Raaz(it is Raj which prof conveniently converted to raaz , like he does to the Jebras in the Joo from Jimbabwe)...Please come here.
Me(Andy): Yes sir, how can I help u?[courteous me]
He then proceeds to ask me some CAD Lab viva before he puts forth the million dollar question..
Prof M: I believe u have Eunuchs book with you?
Me(Andy):*wide eyed, Dumbstruck, bewildered and what not!!!#@@!#
Prof M: If you have books of eunuchs I would want to take them from u, I think I am slowly beginning to like it. First I thought it was varryy varry complex, but now u see as I learn them slowly, I think it is varrry nice.
Me(Andy): Still in a stoned state....dumbstruck and bewildered
Prof M: Kindly, if u don’t mind, please get me book on Eunuchs...see the Library has very few books on it...
Me(Andy): Sir, Eunuchs...what makes u think I have books on Eunuchs???
Prof M: U will have no, last week I saw Linux books in yuvar hands only no. So u should have eunuchs books also, cos from Eunuchs only,Linux came...
Bolt of lightning strikes, cloud forms over andy'shead, bulb flickers n gets switched on and finallyAndy attains Nirvana.
“Prof M was talking about UNIX and he kept saying UNUX forUNIX and me perverted me, kept thinking Eunuchs.....hehehehe .But believe me, the way he said it, I was not the only one who fell prey.Had Linus Torvalds heard the last line..."From Eunuchs only , Linux came"...only godknows what he would have done to himself.So all u ppl learning Unux & Zava !!! all the best...”

Ps:Hahaha
Ps1:Hohoho

ps2:Hehehe

A eureka arzz.. from Jugalbandi

No , this is surely not going in any PS statement .This truly deserved a post .
Read slowly , in shayrana andaaz to get the real essence .
In the original script ,
Arz kiya hai…………

जितनी ख्वाइश थी तुम्हे पाने की
उतनीही कोशिश की तुम्हे भुलाने की
गर किस्मत भी करे शाजिश , दोबारा हमे मिलाने की
हम फिर ना करेंगे भूल, तुम्हे चाहने की .......

हम फिर ना करेंगे भूल तुम्हे चाहने की

Ouch, its touchy .
And for the non-Hindi Devanagri junta.

Jitanee khwaish thi tumhey pane ki
Utanihi koshish ke tumhey bhulaney ki
Gar kismat bhee kare shajish , dobara humey milane ki
Phir na karaingey hum bhool ,tumhey chahney ki.....
Phir na karaingey hum bhool , tumhey chahney ki.

Though the first line is from a share ….came for review from Sh-pi. I want to thank her for the jugalbandi initiation and the kick –off word/line .Sh-pi , do add this to the previously suggested ones .
The first two lines were contouring through my viens(the second line was a crack). Many options were developed for the third line (few really harsh ones,
; not published ), But the moment fourth one was Hacked /cracked , Eureka !.
I jumped out of the bed at midnight and jolted it down on the nearest papyrus (foodworld bill) .Before it was forgotten in any thrill .

PS:For the convenience of our readers we have changed the blog template. The scrolling pain has been reduced for the long posts. Hence, If anybody has missed out on them coz of their length , can visit again.
PS1:Have I already recommended “what happens in Vegas” ?Ultimately hilarious flick.
PS2: Has anybody read “Lilacs bloom in my backyard”? How is it?

Sheetal Hamsa

PS: .(post composed -09/08/08)Shud have released earlier .Would have been more seasonal. Reason for delay-> Samay, waqth and such.

Now this is what u call “ghanghor varsha” . It was frequent some years back , i mean the “Continuous one” (days and nights non-stop) .The frequency of “ Continuous one” executed 3 to 4 times previously and now it has reduced .This time we have encountered only once(Friday evening 08-08-08 to Sunday early morning 10-08-08).

Rains rewind be back to my colony days. I still remember the magnificent cloudy sky over the greeny landscape of the huge park in front of my eyes(notice the rhyme ppl). Come back!

So it s was all "Continuous rain" phase which kept us at home even on weekend. Though I am more inclined towards relaxing in the nest. But that fine Saturday ,the adventurous me decided to venture out in wild. Just me and my roomy’s blue umbrella . An illusion of mild drizzle and a mirage hope of cease fire from clouds at around 6:00 PM pushed me out of the house. Rains+traffic Jams+ a young girl + non-Hyd commuter +dressed up in western +Begumpet/Banjarahills area = are enough for our Hyd Autowallas to demand sky high prizes.
And this is what we do:-
First if the money he asks for is triple the actual amount ,I completely ignore and move on to next.
If the money is ~double .I ask for reasons

Auto wala: “Madam Barish!”
Me: slightly in hyderabadi istyle make him realize that we are aware of the routes and corresponding fares. Then I proudly cote the approx fare and demand for meter.
Auto wala: “Petrol rate bad gaye, uppar se traffic jam Mydam.”
Me: “Uske liye petrol rate sych card hai na. Barish kal se horahee hai to ajj kam log bahar nikalenge , upar se Saturday matlab kam traffic .Agar phir bhee jam hua to mein meter se paise badh ke dungee”.
Auto wala : Now he has no reasons to defend. He becomes reluctant.
Me :It started raining heavily , I gave up in spite of winning the battle , “ok chalo 30(he comes down from 40) to Somajiguda circle”.

Somebody said “ Kabhee ladkoan aur Taxi/Auto waloan ke peechey nahee bhagtey.Ek gaya to 10 atey hain !

Oh forgot to mention for what I was going out –
Hair cut !yes hair cut on a rainy day.
Yes ,hair cut on a rainy day which costs 1000 bucks.
Yes, hair cut on a rainy day , which costs 1000 bucks, to the same parlor to correct my last times disastrous haircut which also costed 1000 bucks.
Yes, hair cut on a rainy day , which costs 1000 bucks, to the same parlor to correct my last times disastrous haircut which also costed 1000 bucks and the disaster happened again.Damn it !

If the boys out there are wondering what is astonishing about cutting hair on a rainy day, here is some gyaan .Rain makes ur hair highly frizzy. Any styles like- rolling, setting etc.. which is offered by default to every hair cut in any ladies parlors, don’t stay. Mind u , that setting doesn’t last longer not even a day.(somebody arzzed- “char din ki chandni hai phir purani raat hai”).Hence usually girls don’t prefer hair cut under such situations. Even now it’s not making any sense to guys ,then stand or stroll in front of any parlor and notice what goes in and what comes out :D

Anyways , after getting slightly drenched we reached the Ferry’s (yes the same place ,where 1000 bucks hair cut happens).Hard luck ,the unit was closed owning to the culprit- “ghanghor varsha”- Continuous one.
The rains furry became more intense .Now what?
We enter a Jeweller shop and kill ½ hour time by spending 200.
We enter another shop -Neerus and again kill time- only 10 minutes. Sometimes it’s nice to be fat -when nothing fits u properly u won’t do a binge shopping, hence can kill time in the garment shop free of cost.
There was no sign of down pour reduction .I entered eatery joint and decided to arrange for the dinner-paw bhaji plus Dosa Parcel.

Enough waiting .Me and my roomy’s blue umbrella decided to start our home bound journey. No Autos, only water clogged roads ,gloomy darkness everywhere and me walking alone on the road amidst faintly lighted traffic lights and ironically less vehicles . Have mercy !!
The umbrella was no longer able to shield me from –"ghanghor varsha". Anyhows with no other option left I started walking/crossing main road . To add to the misery ,I saw road turning into a pool and traffic narrowing to slightly available earthly right corner. I was stuck ! 3 feet water pool in front of me, mad horning traffic behind me and a bunch of idiotically looking guys laughing teasingly , at left corner. Again "lightening stuck.....types"…a generous bus driver came for rescue, he stopped the bus and I immediately hopped in.
And what I saw? SHEETAL HAMSA -When did APSRTC started AC public transport buses? When o When ?

Moral1 of the story : AC buses for public transport. Slightly more cost == less crowd==peaceful travel.
Moral2:Yes, sometimes u must venture out during rainy days== adventurous == fun==dangerous == From some Aamir khans add “ make and learn from your own mistakes yaar ”.

PS1: Look who is taking ?as if I am a frequent bus commuter.
PS2:Arz Kiya hai .......

यूँ तो हर मौसम कट जाता है
बस एक बर्सात का मौसम तेरी याद दिलाता है
यूँ तो जीवन भी कट जाएगा
पर क्या करून, हर साल बर्सात का मौसम तो आयेगा

Cutey pies

Guess Who ?
PS: I wish i wud have been in the pic.
V, V, A .U guys already knw, so no points for guessing.



"Look into my eyes u will see what u mean to me.......".Thats Comet , ma baby
Click on the pic(above and below) to see the zoomed version. Yes u have to, plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.



That's Tuffy , i baby sited him just for one day.Never met him again .But me fond of -tuff more than comtu .


Thats grown up Comet , he looks possesive about tuffy na?

Guess who?.
Nope not Comet.Want hints? Comment :D

PS1: yipeee ,build sucessfull after 25(approx) failures .Outof context kada?

PS2:PS statements are supposed to be out of context :P

Tiffin bombs

Has Mohini read my post? Mohini “the dabba wala “ aka my food supplier for past 1 and half years.

9 July 1:00 PM , The hungry me (the breakfast devoid one)makes usual call to the security to verify if my Tiffin has come ,
Security guy : "Nahee madam, abhee tak dabba nahee aya"
Me: "Agar aye toh upaar pent house pe bhejh dena."

1:10 PM , I call the source and yell /crib ,why is my lunch not here yet?
Mohini:" Oh sorry ,ajj tiffin nahee bhej payengay"
Me :" Hmm , apko pehale btana chahiye thaa na."

The hungry me (the breakfast devoid one) puts down the receiver! And curbs the hunger with “free” office food . To add to the misery ,encounters stones , long hair while chewing.

Same episode repeats the next day, I call the source again and
Me: "Abhee tak lunch nahee aya mera"
Mohini:" Meine apko bolana , abb lunch nahee bhejeinge hum"
Me:" Lunch nahee bhejeinge matlab?"
Mohini : "Very casually says, ab se nahee bhej paengay, resource nahee hai, sorry ."
Me: Long pause

I felt as if my mom has called me and told “kid I am no longer going to cook for u or feed u.Make/Find ur own way in life.
What puts me off that Mohini dint even informed me regarding this sudden ceasing of lunch supply , rather it was during my daily verification calls I get to know this news in a very casual way.
Why is it this way ,that when it comes to customer care we always try to give our best .But when we are in the customer’s shoes , the vendors don’t care!

As they say “ jo hota hai achhey ke liye hota hai”

I actually started cooking quite frequently before being ditched and also published a post .Later that, kind off helped me to come over the feeling of being a loyal customer yet being ditched !
Have technically learned(amateurish types) to cook for survival years back , it was just that never loved it nor was required to practice it .
However , now we are practising it and I confess, have actually started loving it .:)
Ma & Pa are happy coz I have finally developed an interest for this art and further reduced my dependencies .
Me too happy :d, no wonder we click the pic for every dish.

See and say Yummmm


Click on the pics to see the zoomed version and detailing about the garnish.

Poha, Koshimbeer(the curd thing, raita kinds with peanuts powder), Paratha(guess the Map :P, to me looks like a Stingray without the tail ) , aloo curry, Thalpeeth(pic missing , will upload later) ......what not .

PS1: haha and u thought me writing about the blasts?
PS2:I can expect a bomb squad soon , I often leave the weekend dabba(the typical 3 storey steel one) in front of the flat.
PS3: Can this heading cause me trouble? Whatever.
PS4: My MP3 player has gone for a toss, no music bhoohoooo…already 3 days ,no music.
PS5: Long time no Arzzes ,kada? here u go

इश्क गर शायरी का राज़ होता
तो हर दिल शायर ना होता
मोहबत तो सब करते हैं , ग़ालिब
फनकार कुछही में बस्तें हैं

PS6:Yes , by your's truly , not Ghalib .
PS7: Hehe was typing words and doing ctrl+space, seems like in few days, will switch from Microsoft Outlook to Eclipse IDE to compose posts :D-Occupational Hazards .

Of Jamun, Saree & Media

My first.
I screwed up my first TV interview. There could have been a far better and more accurate answer for what I do on weekends ,Damn it!
I bought my first Saree ever and was desperately hoping that somebody marries(somebody else) so that I can inaugurate the attire. And yes ! we have found two occasions (thanks to the ppl around who all r of marriageable age).
Of cooking:-
Yes ,we have been cooking a lot .Since ppl around me -my x-roommate Neel and my new roommate –R are great cooks.(Mom will be happy)
Following is the outcome:-


Yummm and the story how it happened goes like this .I have sweet tooth , I badly need something sweet after dinner .Especially if we (the girls gang) are having these extended night gupshup, that too on Tanky top of our terrace .When the clock strikes 12 my cravings go on peak, the crib starts –“I want chocolate ice cream ..Neel please go and bring.....Plzz I so badly want it ” and all she says is - Dear get urself a boyfriend he will bring it for u at any peak hour !(pause) ,sigh !
Cravings are contagious. They take different course with different intensity depending on the host. This time the host was Neel (as ppl are aware of her demanding and huge appetite).
She badly wanted to eat Gulab jamun on one fine day at night around 9 PM.None of us wanted to go out of the house. Were too lazy to even get up from the bed . Upaar se there are no proper sweet shops, no vehicle around. We kept lying in a false hope that Almond house would travel on its own to Mayuri lane.
Suddenly we got a call from Miss S .She wanted to visit us and stay overnight –“Lightning strikes ,clouds disappear , an angel appears” .We requested, pleaded for Gulab Jamuns and arrangements were made. We kept waiting.
After an hour Miss S calls again- “ Lightning strikes , dark clouds reappear , angel dis-appears”.Her plans are changed , she is going home directly. Of our request she promised to fulfill the next day.(long pause) (cry)!
Neel got all psyched.She said “ I want to eat now at any cost , we are going to cook it ourselves”. What about the ingredients ? She went out to the local kirana @ Mayuri lane and bought it.
Preparations started I made the dough, Neel made the chashanee.
“ Lightning strikes , dark clouds reappear ,Demon appears”.
Oh no! The manufacturing date of the Jamun mix looks very old……this seems to be expiry date ! naheeee ……..common ,check the best before .I almost scanned the whole packet and finally somewhere in the middle of those cooking recipe miniature instructions , found the best before , phew ! three more months left-“ Lightning strikes ,dark clouds disappear , an angel appears”.

Preparations continued .The Jamuns were ready finally and were a success -as they say “sabar ka phal meetha hota hai”.In the back drop there were dinner preparations –Rice, Dal, Bhindi fry , ghee and achar. I learned and made (yes from A to z by yours truly )the south Indian style dal – Tomato Pappu and this is how it looked

At the expense of this

PS0: GJ credit moslty goes to Neel.

PS1: We ate around 6 each.
PS2 Watch this space , more yumm stuff going to come , hehe a potpourri of Northy and Marathi dishes (courtesy my new roomy ).
PS3: wasn’t I suppose to write on my North -East trip? I actually don’t remember the stats or
PS4:Lazyyyy……, I am so Lazyyy……I have no enthu ..oouuu! ( Junta observe !, it’s the lonely , I am so lonely song ) :D
PS5: what else.
PS6 : Hey btw ,this new debutant –Jane tu fame –Imran khan ..me totally Fida.
PS7: Got a fundoo idea !! next post – “My incomplete posts”.

Yet another shortest post

Arz kiya hai.............

में चली जाऊं , किसी का दिल न टूटे ,
मेरी वहां डोली उठे , यहाँ कोई आशिक न रूठे ,
समझा करो ............
किसीके चाहने वालों की कतार में हम भी हैं ,
किसी बेदर्द के इंतजार में हम भी हैं.

Inspired by and dedicated to 60 % of the Indian girls (may be a fallacy).

Any Extension points to this plugin?...S3 u said to draft the poem , i did ...kindly do further implementation...please note u r adviced to use the same context and just override the existing methods :D .

PS0:This is wat happens when u blog while coding.
PS1: Well ,well author actually wanted to blog on her Darjeeling_Gangtok_Butan (-NorthEast Trip).
PS2:But that will take time.
PS3: Yet another post with least number of PS , yipeee.