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March 31, 2009

Birthday treat ???!!!

Dear Loungers...
I have recounted the things that actually happened on Sandy's birthday! Sandy may try to refute what has been said here; unfortunately, you all just gotta decide whom to trust! I apologize for not posting these separately... it all just had to be together for the impact!

PART 1
Pre-script: Sandeep promised Neha a treat on his birthday. So, they plan to meet at Cafe Coffee Day. Neha had reached, and Sandeep had called up from the way to inquire about the ATMs nearby. Finally, Sandeep arrives.
Sandeep: Hi Neha.
Neha: Hi daa... why were you asking me about the ATMs nearby on the phone?
Sandeep: That's because I have only Rs. 20 in my wallet.
Neha: (Shocked) And you are going to give me a treat for your birthday?!
Sandeep: (Grins shamelessly)...
(5 lines)

PART 2
Pre-script: In continuation of the previous post...
Neha: Rs. 20? That's it? The coffee that I've ordered itself costs Rs. 52. What about the stuff that you are going to order?
Sandeep: Oh, didn't I tell you that I always fast on my birthday? Saatwik jeevan...
(Looks around)
Sandeep: Hey, they must be accepting credit cards here. I may be a pauper when it comes to cash, but credit ka toh apun abhi bhi baadshah hai... panditji ke dhaabe pe toh credit ka record bana diya thha maine!
Neha: (shrugs her shoulders)
Sandeep: (signals to the waiter) Do you accept credit cards here?
Waiter: Sorry sir...
Sandeep: (with a crest-fallen face) Neha, you heard him... can I borrow Rs. 32 from you?
Neha: Why Rs. 32... that's such an odd figure?
Sandeep: I may not have enough cash to pay for your coffee... but I still have my dignity... and Rs. 20 cash. So, Rs. 32... balance!
(9 lines)

PART 3
Pre-script: In continuation of the previous post...
Neha: Listen daa, I'll pay today. You can throw us all a party some other time. Come on now, call for something for yourself.
Sandeep: (face lightens up; grabs menu, searches, and calls the waiter) one Kaapi Nirvana for me....
Neha: Hey, that's the most expensive cuppa coffee here!
Sandeep: YOU are paying, right? (winks shamelessly)
Neha: (helplessly looks around)
(5 lines)

PART 4
Pre-script: In continuation of the previous post...
Waiter gets the coffees. Both have it.
Sandeep: Waiter, get us the check... Arey Neha, dekh kya rahi hai... cash nikal! (winks naughtily)
Neha: (sad)
Waiter: Sir, here's your check. Our swiping machine is working fine now. You can pay by credit card. May I take your card?
Neha: (face lightens up) oh sure, sure... Sandeep...
Sandeep: (frowns) ...
(6 lines)

PART 5
Pre-script: In continuation of the previous post...
Waiter: Sir, your card cannot be swiped. It's over-drawn. May I have another card or cash?
Sandeep: (shamelessly) Neha, please do the honors. (turns to waiter) you know, I give my money and cards to her for keeping them safely. She's my "headstrong boss."
Neha: Yeah, right! (turns to waiter) Here, take the cash. (turns to Sandeep) Who will keep the money for the tip?
Sandeep: Tu mujhe tip de de... rickshaw-waale ko dene ke kaam aayenge. Nahi to woh m,ujhe pakadkar maarega. Kahega "bada sahab bana firta hai... jeb mein to phooti kaudi tak nahi hai!"
Neha: Okay. I'll pay for the tip. But you don't even have enough money for a ride back! What are you going to do?
Sandeep: Bas... bahut ho gaya! Ab main aur insult bardaasht nahi kar sakta... I will withdraw some money from the ATM nearby.
Neha: Which ATM? You have an account in a different bank. You can't just look at the heavens and ask for money expecting it to fall as rain from the skies! Nonsense! Here... take Rs. 100. Return it to me later.
Sandeep: See, I knew it. With you around, I am safe. You are so protective. I have even said that about you in my interview!
Neha: (disgusted) can we leave now?
(9 lines)

PART 6
Pre-script: In conitnuation of the previous post...
Both get up to leave.
Sandeep: Aah, lady, like a chivalrous generous man, let me escort you to a rickshaw now. Come, after you!
Neha: Ayyo kaduvalle... Your birthday treat, but I pay the bill. I even tip the waiter! Then, turns out, you don't even have the money for a ride back. I lend you money for that! And now, your chivalry is bubbling... Nonsense!
Sandeep: Hehehe... en vazhi, thani vazhi...
Neha: (is too dazed to say anything) ...
(5 lines)

Acclaim & Applaud!!

Hi Family,

"The Excellence Award" was constituted to start acknowledging the efforts being put here at the lounge by members. We still will have to come up with a better name and badge for this gala awards ceremony at the lounge. We will figure that out later .We think that we could use this award ceremony in a better fashion and acknowledge posts/series/initiatives/members who are doing exceptional work here. We expect more competition for these categories in the next awards ceremony we will be having towards the end of this year. Below are the award winners for their contributions on WL .Members are required to display this award on your personal blog .

# Award for Experimenting with different Genres (prose):
Male: Arjun
Female: Neha Venkatesh

# Award for Experimenting with different Genres (poetry):
Male: Tan
Female: Pratibha aka Prats

# Most Motivating Commentor
Male: John Kingsley & Gaurav/Maverick
Female: Kajal, Asbah & Pratibha

# Best Debut Award (prose): Nandhini for ALAR

# Best Debut Award (poetry): John Kingsley

# Best Initiative (prose) - Chain Posts:

"The Kiss" by Lover/Asbah/Sandeep/Stephen/Rashi/Priyanka

# Best Initiative (poetry) -
Lessons in Poetry Styles: Pratibha aka Pretty Me!
Poetic Replies: Vinu and Maverick
Poetic Co-Writes: Vinu and Kajal

# "The Jester @ Lounge" Award (humour): Arjun/Stephen/Sandeep

# "What an Idea" Award:
Vinu aka Leo for introducing "The Monday Delight-Interview Series"
Pratibha aka Pretty Me for introducing "Lessons in Poetry Styles"
Raghav for introducing "Movie Reviews"
Bhargav for introducing "Movie Quiz-Wednesdays"
Chirag for introducing "Cricket Quiz-Sundays"


# "Mystic Writes" Award: Asbah (for tackling prose and poetry with ease)

# Most Sincere Learner (Poetry): To be awarded by Pratibha for the member who tries out every style she shares here

# Rhyme Gods @ Lounge:
Male: Vinu aka Leo
Female: Mona Venkatesh

# Mr. & Ms. Consistent @ Lounge (Poetry-English):
Male: Aditya(The Lover) & Gaurav aka Maverick
Female: Rashi & Kajal Singh

# Mr. & Ms. Consistent @ Lounge (Poetry-Hindi/Urdu):
Male: Chirag and Tan
Female: Uzra and Insiya

# Best Comic Character Creation (Series): Stephen for creating "Sandeep Malan"

# Best Romantic Story (Series): Sandeep & Kajal for "Golu-Bhondu"

# Best Youth Centric Story(Series): Arjun & Stephen for "2 Point Someone"

# Best Action Oriented Story (Series): Sandeep & Asbah/Arjun/Priyanka/Kajal for "StepMAN"

# "Jhakaas Entry" Award: "Chota Ste" in StepMAN trailor (Watch the Video)

# Chote Ustaad @ Lounge: Insiya and Heena(Gulzar).

#Promising Lounger:Ashrita,Nabila, Aarthi and Charu

# Promising Series: Priyanka & Neha for "Dilli 6"

#Mentor (Poetry) :Pratibha aka Prats .
#Mentor(Prose) :Sandeep

# Lifetime Achievement Award (Award for exceptional contribution towards the lounge): Stephen

(Clicked by: Sandeep)

Congratulations to all the winners. Those who are not there in this list, don't despair. The lounge wants all of you to experiement, participate, post, comment and feature here. Go for it!
**The awards are exclusively meant for Writers Lounge members,They cannot be forwarded like any other blogger awards.

Fool's Day

He : Have a funny funny day !!
She : huh !! something special today ?
He : Today is fool's day !! That means YOUR DAY !! ha ha
She : Oh really ?? You FOOL !! Its your day , but not today ! Today is still Mar 31 :)

and then she walked off.............

Lines : 4

March 30, 2009

BB - Big Balan/Birthday boy/Birthday balan!

I am supposed to write a dedication, but honestly speaking I am so overcome with emotion that I’ve apparently lost words to write, there are people who’re good at something and who so gloat over the fact that make others feel so little. And then there are genuinely good people in the orld, who’ll be there no matter what, who’ll correct you without ridiculing you (Aila islex ko itti si baat bhi nai pataa…) and you gladly learn, who can read your blog (and sometimes don’t) who can help you get your funny bone back and improve ur humor skills (and sometimes don’t :P oh of course no complaining, they have other *important* stuff too na hehe)

Its 11 30 already, 30 more minute and your Birthday will be gone, me and my procrastination :*sad sad*

But then I am always late, but never later than never :P

I don’t even know what I am writing, few things cant be explained na, so technically you all know what this place means to you, it is a home and you’re the mentor, the guru!

You’re just too amazing, MashAllah, as I say, the superlative of creativity, so may Allah keeps you from the evil eye and tonight, I pray that you may get all the best, very best, in terms of career, love, family and everything else! May you get the most beautiful flower of India, and may it just be the fairytale for you guru!

*sniff* Prays prays prays!


And ps. Don’t forget you’ve to meet me before your 30 :P rem?
I was supposed to write a poem, but i like prose more, and you'll also get a birthday wish from charcoal scratch - my brain farts :p

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X3MwFy3HXZU

pps. Yes, The minni is me, i baked the cake!!

A dedication......

When we find ourself in times of trouble,
sandeep balan comes to us,
writing words of laughter, laugh it out.
And in our hour of darkness
he is standing right in front of us,
writing posts of humour, laught it out.
laugh it out, laugh it out, laugh it out, laught it out.
Wonder posts of humour, laugh it out.

Wish u a very happy birthday Sandeep..... :)

-More Orangee

Monday Delight with Sandeep Balan...

Interviewee: Sandeep Balan
Interview date: 27th Mar ch.,2009

Interview time: 10.32 pm - 1: 47 am


Start Time: 10:32 pm
Admin: hello dear member
shall we start
Sandeep:get...set...gooooooo
wait wait i forgot my track pants!
;-)
Admin: why do you need a track pants
Sandeep:this is the 100 m dash right?
Admin: no no it isnt
guess ur here for an interview mr balan :P
Sandeep:why is the "mumbai half marathon" mentioned out there!!
Sandeep:he he...lets start oooo great admin

Admin: tell me more about yourself
Sandeep:all yours! how much do you know? will add the rest
Admin: well i just know that u r one of the founder of WL
Sandeep:What kind of an admin are you??
Admin: oh nw u fighting with an admin
Sandeep:you only know this much about a founder member...!! shame shame puppy shame
he he...well...
Admin: sir,we r here for an interview
Sandeep:sandeep balan... a mallu...from god's own country, devil's own backyard!
I have been a nomad throughout my life. That has helped me experience a lot of varied cultures. Dad was in a transferable jo. Was born n brought up in mumbai. Have stayed in mumbai assam pune gujarat delhi rajasthan n now back to mumbai. Kerala is my haunt during vacations
Sandeep:yaa...same here! a tad disappointed you that you dont know much about this founder...tell me your name? how dare you became an admin?? he he he
Admin: how dare u ask my name?

Sandeep:what to do admin...i am blessed with such lil knowledge that had to start writers lounge...
acts like an extension to my brain...
Admin: oh i see
Sandeep:writers lounge is like my ventilator!
Admin: lol nice metaphor like ur ventilators :)

Sandeep:;-) metaphor? what is tht? ;-)
Admin: go and learn figure of speech
Sandeep:had i known what a metaphor was, i would have been in england
Admin: 7th std english grammar
Sandeep:i might have skipped that chapter!
Admin: oh yeah poor english ppl had to suffer... nw we r suffering in india coz of u we poor indians
Sandeep:takes a mental note of borrowing 7th std grammar books from neighbourhood kid
Admin: tell us more abt ur trsyt with yem bee aaye?
Sandeep:indians are the richest in the world coz of their rich traditions n culture
well...

Admin: tell us more abt ur trsyt with yem bee aaye?
Sandeep: I have never planned anything in life everything just shaped itself...on my part..i have just made sure that i live every second kingsize...because life does not give you a second chance
Admin: oh yeah thats true though
Sandeep:and you dont wish to look back after 30 years and sigh that you could have enjoyed so much...had you done this...had you done that...had you decided on this...had you decided on that...
Admin: living life at its best
Sandeep:so after boards...i ended up taking electronics engineering...doing what a normal kid would...following others...i think my next statement would change your opinion...
Admin: hmm how tell me
Sandeep:i realized that i had got into the wrong stream..he he...every circuit was a struggle...it never excited me much...i never had this thing for technical...MBA was a way to escape this hard core technical stuff...
Sandeep:apart from the spelling "E-L-E-E-C-T-H-R-N-O-C-I-C-H-S" ...i never learnt anything in those four years...had great difficulty in grasping this spelling as well but am glad that i would...that was one great achievement after 4 years
Admin: oh so u dont knw anything abt jfet,cmos, circuit designing etc so i sense u must have flunked several times
Sandeep:then CAT happened...just like that... life is too short to take mental notes of the subjects you flunk in
Admin: well thats life
Sandeep:you seem to know a lot about circuits...enjoy life admin...cmos n jfets are not going to come to your rescue in your deathbed ;-)
Admin: i know but thats wht engineering has to teach u knw jfets and all r not gonna help u in future but we have to study such useless things
Sandeep:it is the moments that you have lived that are going to make you feel that you atleast came close to "living" life
Admin: yes yes true agreed
Sandeep:see..."study" is a very inappropriate term here...by using that you are giving me an indication tht you are not loving what you are doing...when you "learn"...that is when you enjoy things...that is when you enjoy a course...listen to your heart...dont follow the crowd...follow your heart...

Admin: what will u do if u come to know that u are going to die tommorow?
Sandeep: I will sleep
Admin: sleep till u die ehh
Sandeep:I will sleep over it ya...if that's the fate..you cant change it... so why frown...why get tense...
Admin: yes yes
Sandeep:why miss out on those dreams that mind plays in its theatre every single night
Admin: but my question is wud u regret if u die tmrw
as ur just 25
Sandeep:so i will sleep... I wont regret dying
Admin: thats the spirit
Sandeep:I have never made any enemies in my life...I am surrounded with friends...friends who care...friends who may go to any lengths for a smile
and i have enjoyed every moment of the past 25 years of mine...smiling and making others
smile...when you have gifted smiles to others...it is a divine feeling...you feel blessed...

Admin: do u believe in the concept of hell and heaven?
Sandeep:I dont
I beleive in the power of the human mind to transform hell into heaven
I believe in the power of "self-belief"
I believe in the power of "love"
I believe in the power of "trust"
Admin: interesting reply a diff spectrum
Sandeep:hell is just the surroundings...till you dont change...it wont make a difference...
hell is within you...
Admin: yes yes its ur thoughts
Sandeep:not outside
Admin: whtever u think
Sandeep:exactly...

Admin: u and ste fight quite often and it has happen many times....the leg pulling business that u both do?? what is ur take abt it?
Sandeep:I love him the most That should answer your question
Admin: he has been the worst and has tried every spoof on u the malan being the popular
have u ever tried writing spoof series on him
Sandeep:I take it sportingly...I feel the biggest quality one can possess is the ability to laugh on himself/herself
ste somewhere lacks in this quality...but we are all humans...we learn...he is learning...and i am proud of what he is slowly transforming into...
Admin: thats nice and whts ur role in this transformation
Sandeep:My role...
Admin: yes
Sandeep:I just provide the platform :-)
Admin: oh yes the stepMAN..... being the one :p
Sandeep:he he...Things like that keep things light...we need some stress busters at the end of the day!there are only a handful of people who attempt humour...i believe its the toughest job to make people laugh at your jokes..its very easy to put across your emotions...but to cook something up which has people in splits...its damn tough!

Admin: one day if u find urself being lost in a crowd of around 20 million ppl and u find that u have lost all ur closed relations and best buddies in this event.What will u do?
Sandeep:I know that those who matter to me will find me no matter where i am lost
Admin: name few of them if u dont mind
Sandeep:I make lifetime relations
and if they cant find me when i am lost...the relation was never strong :-)
Sandeep:but i am sure they would...coz they have been handpicked :-)
ste....my brother
asbah...my angel
priyanka...my sibling
kajal...my mirror image
mona...my lil poet
neha...my headstrong boss
arjun...my partner in crime
tan...the guiding light
prats...the teacher
nan...the traditions whizkid
mav...god gifted poet
leo....the rhyme god
kings...the sweetest one and you will have to face the wrath of all those who could not figure in that list coz of you!! he he he

Admin: we have heard about your virtual girlfriend Richa...could you enlighten us more about Richa... is it real or just a fiction
Sandeep: ha ha ha...had written a story "Yesterday, Today & Tomm" for the first contest here at WL...we had got an overwhelming response for it...only me and asbah submitted our stories :)
there richa was one of the protagonists opposite me...
it was just a figement of my imagination...but ste seemed to have fallen in love with this virual character because he And i cant get to make him believe that it was just fiction :-)
Admin: oh is it
oh just mesmerized poor ste by introducing richa
Sandeep:yup...
Admin: poor he
Sandeep:only ste can call himself "poor ste" hi ste :-)
Admin: hehehe btw i am not ste Sandeep:no probs :-)

Admin: there has been cases where u wre busy with ur work loads and assignments and at times u missed lounge? have u ever missed lounge
Sandeep:I do understand the importance of what i have created...I do understand the importance of being able to live...I do understand the importance of being able to breathe...I do understand the importance of being able to inspire....I do understand what "Writers Lounge" means for me
Admin: yes yes
its our family
Sandeep:And if you think i am not close to the lounge...I think people who know me will chip in for me
Admin: and we represnt a unique hub of class writers and poets we do have ppl who get inspired and inspire others thru their wrk

Admin: were u ever caught seeing porn movies? and please explain the scenario?
Sandeep:ha ha ha ha ha ha...
Admin: ;)we need honest answers
Sandeep:I have to tell you this hilarious one.. there was this hall a stone throw away from our engg. college
Admin: we wud like to knw it
Sandeep:which to spur up its collections had fallen back to third grade movies...The sleazy hindi ones...ha ha ha...
Admin: hehe
Sandeep:4-5 of us went to watch a show of "Kamasundari"...
Admin: wht was it ?
Sandeep:i still wonder why it was not India's entry for the oscars!!
Admin: hehe why
Sandeep:the fun started when the movie ended
Admin: what was in that movie wud u like to tell us
Sandeep:It was a devotional movie ....showing a man's devotion towards women
Admin: hahaha
Sandeep:;-)
Sandeep:when we were through with the movie... we all came out of the hall... there were hardly 11-12 of us who were in the hall... so it was pretty easy to sight our gang...three lady lecturers were walking back to their homes from the opposite end and we walked straight out of the hall... to land bang in front of them... speechless!! I dont know how we still managed to wish them "good evening"
Admin: well i shud ask " is this real or a story?"heard that u r good in making stories
Sandeep: this is real...three of that gang went on to do their PG
Sandeep:It was the story of a man's devotion towards a woman i was in tears at the end of it...
Admin: hmm
Sandeep:no..i dont...but you can watch emotional devotional movies like i did

Admin: name the cylinder whose raduis is "z" units and height is " a" units? answer this now
Sandeep: neha venkatesh
Admin: explain how explain
Sandeep:her radius=her height z=a
neha=cylinder
Admin: ok ok but right answer is "Pizza"
Sandeep:my answer is right then
Admin: how
Sandeep:pizza=food=neha
Admin: and abt that cyinder question ... wht do u think abt neha's reaction
Sandeep:neha will think about the molecular reactions that will go in her brain
Admin: and wht if she gets annoyed
Sandeep:she will be too occupied with that to react!
Admin: oh yeah
Sandeep:annoyed...that may be a result of the molecular reaction as well...blame the molecules..simple

Admin: what is the religious unit in electrical engineering ?
Sandeep:Om kapoor from om shanti om
Admin: hehe its Ohm
Sandeep:congrats admin
Admin: thanks
Sandeep:aap jeet gaye ste ke saath ek date
Admin: hehe ste ke saath kyun
Sandeep:he is the dude of our lounge
Admin: lol

(after few minutes)
Sandeep:are you sleeping...or chatting with girls/boys?nexshtttttt questionnnnn pljjj
Sandeep:there?
heylooooooooooooooo?
pours water
Admin: yes..what will you do if one day you get transformed into a female?
Sandeep:I would wish had sandeep been here ;-)

Admin: who is ur favourite cricketer and why?
Sandeep:my fav. cricketer is sachin tendulkar why....aila! I dont know. Aila!
Admin: one word for Asbah??? just one word
Sandeep:Asbah her name has everything!!i am a mortal to add anything more to it!
a mere mortal

Admin: is golu - bhondu series inspired from ur real life? is golu - bhondu series inspired from ur real life?
Sandeep:it inspires me...every single moment... its like magic its an ideal real life a life which is like a fairytale...I would want my life to be exactly the way golu-bhondu live there is so much love in there! there is so much care in there! It is like...two true souls...comforting and loving each other...till their grave..

Admin: tell me one good thing and bad thing about Ste? and u relate him to which cartoon character
Sandeep:I dont have to relate him to any cartoon character...he is well above all the known ones
Admin: like
Sandeep:well...hmmm...he is "tom" n i am "jerry" ;-)
Admin: hehehe funny

Admin: "what is neha to you and wht does priyanka means to you?"
Sandeep:neha is a good friend....a headstrong friend...who will fiercely protect you from enemies...i am safe with her as the wall...priyanka is my twin..my sibling...she is the lil one whom i love to take care of...in every single step of hers

Admin: if u are allowed to select two people to space adventure journey...who cud it be... 2 me members from lounge
Sandeep:asbah n kajal... i wont take ste coz in the midst of our fight i may throw him into the cyberspace and regret at losing him forever
Admin: thats bad of u hehe
Sandeep:or he will jump out of the spaceship to catch one of those twinkling stars
Admin: hehe
Sandeep:so he is safe on earth
Admin: very funny sandeep
Sandeep:asbah...coz of her ability to describe the beauty of space when we come back to the lounge
kajal...coz we can explore the golu bhondu story continuation in outer space as well...love sans boundaries of time n space :-)
Admin: hehe

Admin: if u cud select ur one best frnd from lounge ...who cud it be and why ?
Sandeep:stephen....brother in arms where will i rest my arm if he is not near
Admin: ahh brother sentiments

Admin: what is an ideal weekend for u like?
Sandeep:sleep...sleep...movies!

Admin: Do you blog to breathe or breathe to blog
Sandeep:Blog is the inhaler I use to clean up my choked nose called "life". This choke can be defined as "struggles" which can only be decimated when you use a support system. Blog for me becomes that. Ensuring that i breathe freely. Everytime!

Admin:where is the rat hiding ,when the cat is still searching for it??
Sandeep:The rat was searching for the cat. Thats how life is. A never ending search. Things are never hiding from you, they are searching for you all the while. All that is required is a stroke of luck and some efforts. Depending on who puts in what, the rat may end up hiding in the cats belly or the cat may decide to abandon its search. Right now, i have a strong intuition that the rat is hiding is Ste's pocket. He is playing the "luck" trying to alter the "fate" of the rat!

Admin: if u cud say those 3 magical word of 'i love u "to some girl from lounge?who cud it be?
Sandeep:It will be kajal
Admin: why so
Sandeep:she is the purest form i have ever come across in the virtual world..
you can actually see her soul in her writes and its pure...its ture...its out of this world..and when she co-writes the golu-bhondu with me...its like magic!
Admin: touch touch:)
Sandeep: And i have proposed her a thousand times in every post out there...ha ha ha...
Admin: hahah indirectly ehh
Sandeep: no...it was golu proposing bhondu...we were just the mediums
Sandeep: but you tend to see the soul of the other person in the process and hers is of the purest nature..
It is good to wonder...Thats all we can do :-)

Admin: "We have seen the comic side of you. We've also seen the thinker and preacher in you. Tell us how much of each the real Sandeep is. select one 50:50, 30:70, 95:5?"
Sandeep: its 95:5 but the 5 overshadows the 95...thats what others say :-)
Admin: hehe good one

Admin: "A stitch in time saves 9" which is a very popular proverb ....wht wud a stitch after 9 hours save?
Sandeep: the thread coz there wont be any need for the stitch after 9 hours!!
Admin: oh yes kewl reply
Sandeep: mirinda effect...pagalpanti bhi zaroori hain
Admin: hehehe

Admin:"A man may die,nations may rise and fall,but an idea lives.Idea have endurance without life" was said by John kennedy.whats ur take on this?
Sandeep: What an Idea!
Admin: seems like u and the word idea have a strong bonding:)
Sandeep: Yeh fevicol ka mazboot jhod hain...kabhi bhi toot sakta hain :-)

Admin: few people treat u as the big brother of writers lounge ..what u have to say abt this?especially few girls:) as a support structure for them why is this ?
Sandeep: why girls? why go for the older brother when you have the younger brother ste?
Admin: oh yeah ste may be theyounger brother....but they consider "you" as the older brother... :-) because ste is the younger brother
Admin: oh yeah
Sandeep: and they recognize me as his brother and i am older and hence sandeep=older brother simble saar
Admin: so u proudly accept the big brother tag for all girls in lounge is it?
Sandeep: all those whom ste considers his sister and vice versa...yes
Admin: hehe why do u address him in this question hehe
Sandeep: coz i know that after applying this filter there would be no girl left in the list :-)
Admin: hehehe why ste has few sisters or wht hehehe funny you
Sandeep: exactly...intelligent you
Admin: hehe

Admin: in a micro humour post today that neha posted "voh meri hai?" is it the real life convo between u and ste where u talk about girls
Sandeep: ha ha ha ha...i would like to ask...what do you think?
Admin: well i am the 3rd person u say is it real?
Sandeep: yaa...it was not Mary...it was Drew Barrymore...Ste said that she is a distant cousin of her n i was staking my claim as his brother :-)

Admin: who is indira gandhi?
Sandeep: she is the grandmother of someone from our lounge. No?
Admin: is it whoz granny is she lol
Sandeep: mujhe pata hota toh main aaj england main hota
Sandeep: i am very weak with general knowledge...i will try this question only in kaun barega crorepati

Admin: lets see what members have to ask you
kings asks "How do you manage your busy work schedule as an yembeeyae professional + life +t blogging and then foremost as one of the founder of WL - updating your personal blog, reading ,commenting and suggesting your views and managing the lounge as one of the admin?"
Sandeep: this defines life for me...
and if you are not busy with your life...what did you live?
Admin: chirag wants to ask"aap nashte mein kya khaate ho ...itne ideas aate hai aapke dimag mein .."
Sandeep: nashta nahi khaate...empty stomach is devil's workshop

Admin: kajal asks "5 things you expect in sme 1 who could be your soulmate"
Sandeep: 1) Beautiful eyes...coz eyes are the windows to ones soul...And i would love to see me when you look in those eyes..coz i think when you are soulmates your soul become one
2) Caring nature...She would understand me and know when i need her...without my saying a word
Admin: hmm
3) Love...Showering me with her unadulterated love 24x7...
Sandeep: 4) Being "Herself"....when she is with you..she is "herself"...no force can then break this bond!
5) Being "Mad"...i am a total crackpot...my soulmate would be the same...no...a pagli!

Admin: Ste wants to ask "what was ur life like before meeting ste,priyanka,neha,asbah,mona and many others from lounge?"
Sandeep: I was not living :-) it was something else :-)
Admin: oh yeah so wht "else" r u talking abt
Sandeep: I was "Liv" before meeting them...they added the "ing" factor
Admin: hmm

Admin: insiya asks " what is malan all about?"
Sandeep: malan is everything i am not...so i will die a peaceful man...been there..done that...all thanks to the creator of malan...chota ste :-)
Admin: prats asks " is malan inspired by your real life?"
Sandeep: i think i have answered that above
prats ka question waste...sorry prats!
Admin: prats asks "your proudest moment on WL"
she asked another one for u
Sandeep: he he he he...
the day we launched our first contest...and our chests swelled at the response...two entries...one from me...one from asbah...
ofcourse the chest has deflated quite a bit with time...it no more does with such less participation nowadays :-) :-) :-) :-) asbah..haina?lets unjinx them islexxx...what say?
Admin: hehe
Sandeep: okay...to answer prats first question...
malan + malan = balan...two negatives make up one positive...two malan posts may come near to what balan really is...he he he
Admin: hahaha funny

Admin: chronic writer asks " who is real sandeep balan? wht kinda characters make real sandeep?
Sandeep: the real sandeep balan is in the "sand" of sandeep and "bal" of balan sand is real...so are bal (hairs)...they form the real sandeep balan...
Admin: lol nice
Sandeep: ingredients for making sandeep balan: 1 kg cartoon characters...500 gms philosophers...2kg jokers...200 gms sentiments...700 gms fun
heat it on a medium flame...stir while heating
Admin: lol

Admin: neha asks "You have written a lot about love and philosophy. Do you yourself believe in true love at first sight? Or do you think true love takes time, meetings, getting to know and understand each other for it to grow in the hearts of 2 people?"
Sandeep: there is no definition to true love. No one knows what is true love. There is no explanation anywhere given that defines "true love" for you. It is what you think and like to believe. I have never seen a couple when they are in love fall short of branding it as "true love". And then they break up. But that does not mean that "true love" is non existent. It is like a flower which blooms in a desert. You dont know what caused it to bloom despite the unfavourable circumstances. It turns out to be the one drop of rain that found its way to make the flower bloom. The flower knows when it happens...so does the rain drop realize that it has been the reason for the flower to bloom. Its the knowledge. The acknowledgement. The understanding. You know. You dont have to force fit true love into the scheme of things. If it is, you will know. You feel the difference

Admin: asbah says "pick one for yourself: 1) Ayyaar 2) Ayaash 3) Badmash"
Sandeep: the third one :-)

Admin: rash asks "where is your party on 30th march?"
Sandeep: Where am I? Who am I? Who are you? Is this London?
Admin: heheh don't act seriously she wants to knw
Sandeep: seriously lets all pray for world peace on 30th of march and fast

Admin:ste asks "what does Ste means to you?"
Sandeep:Ste personifies "care" and "love" for me. The things he does for you. The way he makes you feel special. The way he gets on to your nerves (he he..but i love it all). The way he comes up with new ideas. Ste means "Writers Lounge" for me. Need i say anything more?


Admin:what about the sandeep balan award for excellence in writing??enlighten us more about it ?
Sandeep: Ha ha ha ha. That's Ste's way of showing that he cares. His way of gifting smiles to loungers, using me as the medium. I am game though. Though i am a novice myself and cant start of a self pompous award just like that, when ste declared it i thought we could use this in a fun way to recognize talent at our lounge. Ste makes me remind of "Dadasaheb Phalke Awards" every time i read the name of the award he has suggested! Phew....

Admin:wht does the logo in sandeep balan excellence award indicate?it shows a man popping out from a trophy...who is it and why is he doing this?
Sandeep: Thats me! Ste has once again raided my orkut album to steal one of the pics to make this badge. he he. I think Ste wants to convey the message...You may not like him. You may not know him...But you cant ignore him. ;-) ;-)

Admin: what do you think about the decorations at the lounge for ur bday?
Sandeep: i am speechless...touched...honoured...this is the best anyone has done for my bday ever!!the whole lounge celebrating..i cud not have asked for more!when we started off this place long back...i had no clue birthdays wud become so special...group hug... I love you, asbah n ste for being the catalysts for this wonderful place .....group huddle with ste and asbah
Admin: whts their contribution in lounge development? whats their role
Sandeep: i have always been of the belief...a blog is your alter ego...its what you are...its your feelings...your thoughts...so it invariably ends up as being you....the virtual you..."The Writers Lounge" is sacrosanct......bubbling with energy....enthusiasm...creativity....friendships...love....care....
Sandeep: this is because of the qualities ste and asbah possess which translated into the lounge had the foundation not been strong....this beautiful place wud have long been dead
Admin: yes yes and its still growing
Sandeep: each new member has added a new dimension to our blog but the core values remain intact...ste asbah n me define those core values...which will forever be cherished...
Sandeep: somehow...it was like the coming together of three seperate individuals...who were so different...yet had so much in common...and their baby....it had all the traits of these three...the traits which make these three what they are...which makes the lounge what it is......

Admin: what are your future plans for WL as blogger supports just 100 members ? and are you working for it?
Sandeep: my naughtiness was injected to the lounge back then!! he he he he...
There are plans in place...no need to fear...whats life without surprises? And we are best at surprising...Right asbah? Right ste?Ssshhhhhhhhh

Admin: hahaha waiting for your surprise for WL family
what do you think about this interview? and the interviewer?
Sandeep: Since micro-humour is the flavour of the month...people wont be used to this marathon-humour...fears some hospital cases!and the interviewer...intelligent...smart...dude...hero...heeralal

Admin: before leaving ...wht is ur message fr ste and asbah?
Sandeep: Ste: Your ordeal is not over. Till my grave....Asbah: Jinxed. Jinxed. Jinxed. Stay the way you are. Till my last breath

Admin: your message for loungers
Sandeep: We inspire...We intoxicate...We create magic... "T-O-G-E-T-H-E-R"even a letter missing would end the spell..... thanks for joining us in this journey to neverland.....and thanks for accepting our request to join our family.....Love you all....Each one of you! The lounge is nothing without you all. You make it what it is! Keep rocking. Keep smiling. F or life is too short. Gooooooooooo Get It!
Admin: nice
good night sir..have a great sleep bye
Sandeep: My night has just begun...Mr. nocturnal :-)
gd nite

End Time : 1:47am

Next Monday Delight with Stephen
Co founder of Writers Lounge.


Happy birthday Sandeep.

Question courtesy :Ste,Leo,Kings,Neha,Asbah,Insiya,Prats and Kajal.

Happy Birthday meri Jaan - from Ste ....

I looked at the sky to see the stars,
It was you who showed me one.
You taught me what is life?
You made me sane from insane.
You 're my guide,my mentor , an alter - ego
I suffered all the pains,
and it was you who shared my sorrows.
I cried aloud to show my grief,
It was you who gave me a helping hand.
on the rocky road wherever you went,
I followed you right behind.
You were my guru,mentor and a guide.
I had a brave chivalrous knight in form of you.
You had done a lot to me,
You stood by me on my every decisions.
Its me who hurt you,
with all those jokes and pranks on you.
Now when you revert the same,
My weak heart is not approving the same.
I love you brother,
For you are my elder brother.


Thanks a lot Meri Jaaan
Love you Bhaaaiiiiiii

You're my support system....Love yaa

A sweet dedication - from Mona

A writer of writers,
His stories make your heart melt,
A master of emotions,
Expressed as well as they are felt!

He makes you laugh and cry,
With his words simple and sweet,
Each post of his is,
In itself a lovely treat!

His sense of humor,
Is wonderful and unique,
He'll make you laugh till,
Tears start to leak!

I dedicate this testimonial,
To the one and only one,
Superstar of the blogger's word,
Mr. Sandeep Balan!!!!!

From,
Your lil poet.

Beyond Lounge.....Ste ... updated..

Few weeks ago I read Asbah's post which was having the same title . Now this is my turn to write about my experience interacting with my fellow loungers. Well, firstly I would like to talk about my very own Miss Intelligent .She is none other than Asbah Alaena.

Asbah
I knew Asbah long before we started this Lounge.We met around a year back through some blogger community in Orkut. It was a rainy day and Airtel Server in Mumbai got crashed giving us an opportunity to enjoy free calls for a day.It was around 10 am in morning.My friend informed this Airtel thing as I was completely devoid of everything happening around me.Fortunately it was a Saturday.I asked Asbah Madam if I could call her and I told everything about Airtel Server crash.She could not believe this and without any 2nd thoughts she gave me her number.I called her and imagined we spoke for 10 minutes. From that call I deducted the following.
1.This girl is really very talkative..atleast I felt so.
2.She is sweet.
3.Its strange but I some how felt that she was intelligent.
4.She is not naughty ,but clever she is. :P
5.She is innovative because of the various ideas that she was giving me about Lounge site .

After discussing with Sandeep ,we came to a conclusion that Asbah would be called "Islex" from hence on. Thats a sweet nick for her ,isn't it? It stands for Islamabad Express.

Sandeep Balan.
From day 1 ,itself I knew that this guy is unique and has got a bulk of talents (after seeing Mussadi man videos).He was introduced to me by Asbah.This guy always used to remain online through gtalk. After few days Idea realized that its employees are making much use of its services without doing any work.This is when they decided to revoke internet services at his office and of sudden this guy disappeared .Recently I met him on Neha's bday party.He is no different of what I know him online.He is a genious and hats off to his creativity and talents.We often talk to each other.

Priyanka
This is one something really strange.The other night I asked for her number and few days later I called her.I was amazed when I heard her voice for first time.It sounded so good.She called me" Steeeeephheeeennnnnnn" almost extending the end part "hen" .In response I called her "Priyannnnnkaaaaaaa" .It was indeed funny.She was my good friend and my sister to be precise.Few days ago she called me in context to that Sandeep Malu post deletion thing. It was funny though .She send me a long sms and I was really angry on her that day."Kario" of her is really superb ...typical Delhi lingo.

Mona
Ahh,I spoke to this poet on Christmas day.She was having her exams the very next day and I called her to wish her luck for her papers.She is indeed a sweet perso.I actually met her few days back on Neha's birthday party. A friendly person and we loved playing prank of Sandeep Balan Sir.

Neha
I was busy sleeping on a Sunday Afternoon and I got a call on my cellphone.She asked me to guess her .I could not guess her voice. I realized that it could be Parul ,one of my best friend. Later on she told me that it was Neha.She is a sweet person too and we Lounge people from Mumbai rocks.We 4 actually had a blast on her birthday party where we spoke to Priyanka and Asbah as well.It was fun that day.

Anurag
Yeah ,we talk quite often as we share same Engineering course.He calls me mostly to know about syllabus,text book authors and to know if students in my class are attending lectures or not.


Rashi
It was on the contest result declaration day when we spoke.She and Leo were waiting for the RDL contest results.I could not declare the results as per the promised date (Thanks to my internet).They all were getting impatient as I had already made them wait for a long period of time.It was nice talking to her.

Arjun
He is someone different than what I knew of him here.He speaks very slow. He hardly speaks Hindi.I just tried to play a prank on him few days ago by giving him a voicemail number.But soon later he realized that it was a prank.It was nice talking to a intelligent person like.:p

Leo
Spoke to him regarding the contest and Lounge thing.Actually I was stranded in a shopping mall and was in a hurry to go home .So I could't talk to him much.

Nan
Finally I got to write about Minnie Mouse.She really sounds like a Minnie Mouse.I was in a train when I called her ,so could'nt hear much.Most of our convo was in Tamil.

Prats
This is a long story.I actually woke her up on a Sunday Morning.I tried to conceal my identity and called her as Mr.Smith ,a Google India employee.Mr.Smith was about to present her the outstanding blogger award.But later on I revealed my identity.

Heena
The latest lounge girl.I spoke to her on Sunday afternoon.She is an interesting character and mind me she is not a kid.:P . Her voice was a familiar voice to me.She was watching Delhi 6 when I called her.I adviced her not to see chindi flop movies. It was nice convo.

John
I spoke to John Anna recently......while I was in a bus.....a typical south Indian he is........sounds like one.....very friendly types..

Chirag
Omg....is bandhe ka voice bahut hi matured types hai....sounds like a middle aged man.....nice person he is....

Gaurav
Another friend of mine..I called him yesterday to inform about our meet on tuesday,,,,hopefully i feel i should be there.....but thanks to my project work....grrrr

Kajal
Well this call was accidental....spoke to her few hours ago...in a conference call with Sandeep ....listened to whatever she spoke and Bhai did the speaking job and I did the listening job...and hey trust me conference call is really fun yaar



And hey....I don't work for Airtel .....and no free calls okiee: P

We could possibly have a Writers Lounge Members meet this year.What do you guys say? Many members have met each other .So we could decide on a particular day and meet .What say?



Regards,
Ste

LOL

Happy Budday to me
Happy Budday to me
May God bless me
Happy Budday to me

March 29, 2009

WL Cricket Quiz:-3

hello friends here iam with the 3rd cricket quiz and also with the result of 2nd and the winner of 2nd quiz.
again i didn't get more entries for the 2nd quiz.iam really disappoint with this and i want to know from the members now that if the members are not interested in cricket quiz.i can shut it down.

tell me what you think in comment section.

so first of all the answers of 2nd quiz.

1.which cricketer was the first Indian to score the century in ODI?
answer:-kapil dev

2.who holds the record of scoring the most runs in test cricket without scoring a century?
answer:-shane warne

3.longest test inning by time?also tell the player name and country?
answer:-Hanif Mohammad from Pakistan batted 970min against West Indies in West Indies in year 1958.

4.which cricketer had the bat sponsorship at the age of 12?
answer:-ricky ponting.

5.identify this cricketer
answer:-william perkins.


and the winner of this quiz are:-
1.Tan
2.Stephen(likhetu)

congratulations to the winners.


now this week's questions

1.who was the youngest cricketer to score 1000 runs in Test Cricket?

2.who hit the longest six in T20 WC and how long it was?

3.which Cricketer is taken in Indian Team by sourav ganguly when team is selected for South Africa's tour and that player hit hundred in his first Test match?

4.who broke the highest partnership record that is between sachin tendulkar and vinod kambli?

5.Identify the player who had his head down?




mail your answers to my mail id(chiragrocks31@gmail.com)
now there is a new badge for the winners and i also request to the last time winners to replace this badge with the new one.



Hello

Sandeep: Have you heard about Sandeep Balan?
Kajal: Ofcourse I have
Sandeep: You have? Wow! Feels so good
Kajal: Who does not know him? Almost everyone does
Sandeep: You feel so? *Blushes*
Kajal: He transports me into a magical world with his works. Everytime!
Sandeep: Don't make me cry!
Kajal: You can't help but be spellbound at the kind of stuff he churns out
Sandeep: *Wipes away his tears* If you were to suggest his best work, what would it be?
Kajal: Without doubt, "Harry Potter & The Chamber of Secrets". I loved it!

#Lines: 10

The big question!

Sandeep: Have you heard about "The Sandeep Balan Award for Excellence in Writing"?
Tapa: What is that?
Sandeep: I don't know. An award for acknowledging talent.
Tapa: Why is that?
Sandeep: I don't know. Maybe that's what everyone at Writers Lounge wants.
Tapa: Where is that?
Sandeep: I don't know. "THE" Sandeep Balan is giving away the award.
Tapa: Who is that?

#Lines: 8

March 28, 2009

March 30,2009 : "Sandeep Balan " day

Dear friends,

We all know that our fellow lounger and WL founder Sandeep Balans birthday is just 2 days away. Lets observe 30th March as "Sandeep Balan" day and this day is specially reserved for all posts related to Sandeep Balan.The Lounge will be open on Monday for poetry , story ,song dedications for Sandeep. Also Members can write micro humour on our founder .This is the day that we all were waiting for and we should have a blast after all its our Lounge founders birthday.The Monday Delight interview will be posted on his birthday and the Lounge will have a new look on Monday for this "Sandeep Balan day" .
From this year,in order to appreciate and encourage emerging bloggers in this field ,Sandeep has decided to award members ."The Sandeep Balan award for excellence in writing" is an award given especially for budding writers and poets from the lounge. The best will be felicitated and presented this award. This award will be given every year on 30th March. The award is displayed on the right side bar and Nominees for the award will be shortlisted and posted soon. Hope the best and the deserving wins.

Apart from these activities, you can suggest us creative ideas and what else we could do on Sandeeps Birthday. I have designed a banner in which Walt Disney characters Mickey,Minnie and Donald take part in our founders birthday as its a special occasion.

Members are requested to mail in their dedications (poems,stories,songs,microhumour etc and other forms ) to me ...mail me steph47@gmail.com.

Lets enjoy and lets have fun....after all its our very own Sandeeps birthday.

Advanced Happy Sandeep Balans day to all fellow loungers :)


The Writers Lounge
we read.we write.we lounge

Nahi tho !!!!

Pre-script : A conversation between Superheroes and our very own stepMAN

Superman: I can stop a train with just my index finger ...
Spiderman: I can jump off from the greatest heights....
Batman: I can find a criminal in pico-second...

stepMAN: Nahi tho betaa log..... i too can do all that.... I am superheroes ka BAAP na....



#lines 4

Aa Dekhen Zara : Movie Review

Directed By:
Jehangir Surti

Produced By:
Eros Pictures Pvt.Ltd

Featuring:
Neil Nitin Mukesh, Bipasha Basu, Rahul Dev..

Aa Dekhen Zara, a Sci-fi action thriller first of its kind in Bollywood released this week with no other competitors at the box office. Directed by debutant director Jehangir Surti, Aa Dekhen Zara is a good watch with every ingredient rightly added.
The script is good not great. Being Neil Nitin Mukesh's second movie, ADZ is not a Johnny Gaddar and doesn't even come close. First half is absolutely engaging and keeps you on your toes right till the intermission. As a few previous flicks,the script of ADZ too is let loose as the passing second half.

Aa Dekhen Zara's, protagonist Ray(Neil Nitin Mukesh) a photographer finds himself a camera left off by his dead grandfather which quite amusingly clicks photos, when developed shows the future of the people in the photos. During one such camera encounter is when he accidentally runs into Simi(Bipasha Basu) a DJ at a club. Ray adds color to his struggling life by the aid of the camera to win bucks through Lottery, Horse Racing and various other sources. He then starts living a polished life with Simi when fate strikes. He finds himself chased by both cops and Captain(Rahul Dev) to get hold of the camera. To add to Ray's agony is when, he finds out that he's going to be dead in a week's time and all he has is 7 days to find a safe place both for the camera and Simi. The events that lead upto the climax is for you to see it youself.

Aa Dekhen Zara is fresh and feels good. Second half of the movie is more of the typical Bollywood chases and makes you feel restless as it seems never ending.
All the actors are pretty decent and nothing appreciable. Neil Nitin Mukesh and Bipasha Basu both look good together and their screen presence is felt right away.
Rahul Dev with his age old trademark negative role is spot on.

Music of ADZ is composed by Pritam and its average. Though nothing remarkable is seen in the Music Department, the album of ADZ is not a bad one.
Though being an above average watch, the trick that is going to work for ADZ, is the marketing factor which was done quite superbly and that is going to pull people to the theaters.

I will go with 7 out of 10 for Jehangir Surti's Aa Dekhen Zara.

A good watch for this weekend.

Raghav
Movie Critic,
Writer's Lounge

More reviews on:
www.raghavthecritic.blogspot.com

Barah Aana : Movie Review

Produced & Directed by: Raja Menon
Featuring: Nasseruddin Shah, Vijay Raaz, Arjun Mathur

6/10

Firstly, extremely sorry for reviewing the movie so late.

Written, produced and directed by Raja Menon, Barah Aana is a below average watch. The movie that claims to be a comic flick doesn't even come close to making you laugh and the maximum that you can probably do is to smile at a few scenes. I cannot believe the fact that an actor like Nasserudin Shah is wasted in this movie. Barah Aana's script is extremely ordinary and execution of it is where Raja Menon goes wrong. His way of story telling doesn't impress and it is sure to make you bored. This movie doesn't engage you for more than a stretch of 5 minutes at a time.

Barah Aana is a story of three poor and simple individuals Shukla (Nasseruddin Shah), a car driver, Yadav (Vijay Raaz), a watchman in a housing society and Aman (Arjun Mathur), a waiter at a restaurant. All their lives change when they involve themselves into a crime accidentally committed by Yadav. Both Aman and Shukla find their reasons for committing the crime, may it be Shukla's grudge against the owner's wife or Aman's attempt to save his love. And how things lead up to the climax is for you to watch.

Barah Aana is definitely a light comedy. A light comedy that makes you smile and nothing else. Barah Aana's soul are the actors in it. Vijay Raaz is the most impressive of the lot. He recreates the magic created by in him in Raghu Romeo (2003) that had him in the lead. He's funny and emotional. Arjun Mathur after petty roles in movies like Luck By Chance etc, gets a slightly important role in Barah Aana and he does justice to the role completely showing his potential. He's good in every part of the movie. The setback of Barah Aana is the execution of the script. It's way too ordinary to make an impact. Nasseruddin Shah goes totally unnoticed which is quite rare for the actor of his caliber.

Barah Aana is a below average watch but not that bad after all.

I'll go with 6 out of 10 for Raja Menon's Barah Aana.
Thumbs down for wasting Nasseruddin Shah in the movie.

Raghav
Movie Critic,
Writer's Lounge

More Reviews on:
www.raghavthecritic.blogspot.com

March 27, 2009

majak

man:-esi zindagi se maut acchi

yamraj:-chalo me tumahe lene aya hu tumhara time ho gaya hai

man:-lo ab adami majak bhi nahi kar sakta

lines:-3

WOH MERI HAI???

Prescript: In continuation of the previous post... Ste is waiting for a girl in a restaurant... Sandeep walks in.


Sandeep: Hi Ste... tu yahan kya kar raha hai bey?

Ste: (uncomfortable) aise hi... friend ka wait...

Sandeep: Main sab jaanta hoon tu kiska wait kar raha hai... tu zyada shaana mat ban... bhul jaa usko... woh MERI hai...

Ste: Tu phir shuru ho gaya bhai... har ladki teri hi hai? Nahi.. ye waali to MERI hi hai...

Sandeep: Nahi Ste... main tujhe masoom ladkiyon ko yun barbaad karne nahi de sakta... woh MERI hai

Ste: Aha... look who's talking... woh MERI hai...

Girl walks in.

Ste: Achcha hua tum aa gayi... tum MERI ho na jaan..

Sandeep: Abey jaan ke bhaijaan... chal hat... tum MERI ho na jaan...

Girl: Haan... main to MARY hi hoon! Mera naam bhi yaad nahi tumhe? (Slaps Ste and Sandeep and walks away in a huff)

Ste: (with his hand over his swollen right cheek) Arey bhai, yeh MARY toh na MERI na TERI ho saki...

Sandeep: (looks at him holding his swollen left cheek) ...


# 12 lines

Short Term Memory Loss...

Golu and Bhondu go to the zoo one day...

Bhondu: (Looking at the monkeys) Oh Golu, I just love monkeys!

Golu: (Looking admiringly at Bhondu) And Bhondu... do u love me??

Bhondu: Uff Golu, Didn't I just tell you that I love monkeys???

# lines:4

WOH MERI HAI...

Prescript: Sandeep and Ste are fighting over a girl (as usual)!


Ste: Woh MERI hai...

Sandeep: Haan... woh TERI hai...

Ste: (surprised) haan??? tu maan gaya?

Sandeep: Haan... woh TERI hai...

Ste: (grinning) I knew it... mere bhai... (wants to hug Sandeep)

Sandeep: Haan... woh TERI hai... bhabhi!!!


(7 lines)

March 26, 2009

Kon thi vo?

(pre script:-husband and wife is in a store for shopping)

a girl:-says to husband "hiiii hru??"

wife:-kon thi ye ladki.batao mujhe

husband:-are tum dimag kharab mat karo,shopping karo.

wife:-nahi batao mujhe kon thi ye chudail

husband:-are fokat dimag mat chato....tumahe kya batau ke kon thi vo...abhi to use bhi batana padega ke tum kon ho.

#lines 5

Economic recession !!!

Pre script: A discussion abt economic recession at a B school.

Prof: Good morning class!

Students (chorus): Goooooddddd moooorrrrningggggg sir!

Prof:Ok! lets get started! The possible recession may not seem like it will have a big empact on our day-to-day lives,but the fact of matter is that it will affect students just as much as anybody else, if not more.

Students:hmmm

Prof: So can any one tell me how will it affect students?

One of them raises his hand

Prof: Yes!

The student: I think children will now read Snow White and the 5 dwarfs and Ali Baba and 30 thieves instead of Snow White and 7 dwarfs and Ali Baba and 40 thieves.

Prof and the class: ????!!!!

Lines: 9


friendship band......

Pre Script
Ste is writing his "ADBMS" assignment and Sandeep comes running

Sandeep:Oye Ste !! Check this friendship band that Kajal ,my bhondu tied on my wrist.
Ste: Its beautiful and lovely brother.....nice nice.
*Ste continues with the assignment work.
*Sandeep stares at the band
Ste: Sandeep,why are you staring at the band like mad ?
Sandeep: Nahi Ste,I wonder why is this circular colourful bead is embedded to the middle of the band?
Ste:Bhai ,do you still believe that this is a friendship band ( laughs).
Sandeep: Nahi ,Yeh nahi ho sakta ...... mein kisi ka bhai nahi huuun
Pre script : This is an actual conversation with a colleague :)

ME: Are you a Mallu ?

HE: No, I am not a Mallu! (emphatically)

ME: But you speak Malayalam.

HE: Just because I spent so many years with 2 people who speak Malayalam doesn't mean I am a Mallu. I was born and brought up in Chattisgarh ( reiterates)

ME: And who are those two people?

He: My parents.

6 lines

March 25, 2009

YOU'RE NEXT!

Superman catches StepMan going to the rescue of more people.

Superman: How dare you rescue more than me?
StepMan: Thats why I am better!
Superman: I'll kill you and kill myself.
(reaches for a supergun)
Superman:(points gun at himself) Watch out!
StepMan:(rolling in the air, laughing)
Superman: Stop laughing, YOU'RE NEXT!!

Lines: 7

Are we friends?

# Pre-script: How dare you all leave out "Rashi R V" from your attempts on micro humour. She was in tears when she called up a lil while ago....he he he he. This is my dedication to rash. And since i can't write poems and humour has been my forte, my dedication to her is in the form of this micro humour post. He he...long live Rash! Jai Jai.

Sandeep: Rashi R V ??
Rashi: Ofcourse We are!!
Sandeep: R V ??
Rashi: You still have doubts? We are!!
Sandeep: Have you gone nuts? "Rashi R V"...Is this what you want me to write here in this application form?

*Lines: 5

Class Work

leo n prats smsin each other, sitting in 2 buses headed in completely opposite directions.

leo: i am listening to songs on cell. wat abt u?
prats: am writing a poem on nostalgia. wanna get it right...

leo: oh, thats nice. how far is it to ur office?
prats: not much to go. maybe another 10 mins.

leo: lucky. i am still one hour away from college.
prats: why don't you sleep then?

leo: thats classwork prats!
an attempt at micro humour. lines 7. hope it hasn't failed miserably :D

Password

PreScript: This is an oldie , but still I thought of sharing it with everyone ,).


cooldude4u:
Hey I'm trying to set my gmail password to "dick". I'm having a problem.
mrstocks: Whats the problem ??
cooldude4u: It says "password not long enough".

*lines=3;

Calculative

* Pre-script
Tan, a passionate traveler visits a new town. After a long and tiring train journey he reaches the nearest railway station. The railway station is far from the main town and he keeps on asking people on the road about the exact route and moves on. After walking for some time, he meets an old man sitting in the corner of the road. This is how they conversed…
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Tan: Greetings, Old Man. How long will it take for me to reach Haridaspur?

Old man with a beedi in hand and a big turban on his head does not respond.

Tan (louder): Greetings, Sir. How long will it take to reach Haridaspur?

Old man looks at him from head to toe and gets back to smoke his beedi. Tan looks around to see if there is anyone else whom he can ask, but there was no one.

Tan (frustrated, at top of his voice): Sir, may I know how long it will take for me to get to Haridaspur?

Old man unmoved and Tan moves on the road resentfully thinking why God has been so rude to him today. After a few steps, the Old Man called him from behind.

Old Man: Oh my boy, it will take you approximately 25 minutes to reach Haridashpur from here.

Tan whizzed to the old man very furiously.

Tan: Why Old Man? When I was shouting at the top of my voice, you did not respond. Now, what made you call me?

Old Man: My boy, when you were standing here, I never knew how you intend to reach the place. Now that I’ve seen you walking, I know your speed and can tell that if you walk like this, you will reach in approximately 25 minutes.

Lines # 10

March 24, 2009

Conference

*Pre-Script:
There is a celebration in The Writers Lounge in a few days and a few of the loungers met for an important official party to discuss upon some real important issues and to come up with some really interesting things. They are all sitting together in a big round table, facing each other. Talking to each other and discussing the situation.
Disclaimer: Remember, all are writers and they like to be immersed in their own thoughts – mostly always!


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Prats: Hey chums, today is another day when I have got a new reason to smile.

John: Really, then why are they cutting down the cost of petrol and diesel? I am all sad for the auto drivers in Chennai. They are reluctant to drop the price. So cruel on us!

Chirag: No man. It’s fine. I am not bothered. Having seen what happened to IPL. I did not see the first One day between West Indies and England. What is the score now?

Rashi: Chill dude! The heart is still thumping and so, it will provide us with more. Do not repent, just carry on. Life is not a bed of roses but a rocky road, instead!

Arjun: What a joke! I do not want to leave Bangalore for any reason. Why did they startup this bullshit campaign now? I’m totally at cross with everyone connected to it.

Tan: Ya ya! Love never ceases to pour in. All I wanted is love from you in exchange of nothing. I cannot be what you want me to be; but then, I can’t just stop it. So, I write.

Sandy: No man. It’s all wrong. I never wanted to hurt this guy. I never intended to. I just wanted to make my Idea Roadies program run uninterruptedly. I even connected the PC to an UPS, but it ceased to work when Raghu logged in from his Idea Mobile. What do I do now?

Bhargav: Yes! You are right man. The new movie too did not do well in the Box Office. I did a review, but it did not do well anywhere.

Insiya: But then, they should understand it. Life is not all about illusions. I see what I dream and I write what I see. If I cannot see it, whom should I go and ask for it?

Kajal: Never ask anyone. Why should you? The only place in India where the pink orchids are available is Arunachal Pradesh, I know that already.

Ste: See, knowledge is powerful. It is not always the Superheroes who have super knowledge. Everyone among us is super knowledgeable. Only thing is, no one know how to direct it in the right way, as I do. I am the solitary learned person, whom people envy.

Hashan: Well mates, enough of your thoughts. If everything was to be the way you just said then it would not have been so easy. How do we celebrate it now? It’s just a couple of days more! The network is not connecting and most importantly, the server is down.
Connection Error: 0x80072ee6!!

Lines # 12

Slum"dog" Millionaire..

Pre-Script
Vijay and Ajay's reaction after watching slumdog millionaire

Vijay: Man,I loved this movie...how much emotional naa?
Ajay: Oh thats how you feel it.
Vijay:that Frieda chick was truly a babe ,man
Ajay: Thats how you feel it,but certainly I didn't liked this movie at all.
Vijay:Why? man....any particular reason for not liking it.
Ajay:Well there is one particular reason..
Vijay: and now what is that ?
Ajay:I have seen Slum,Millionaire and also future Bond Chick Freida Pinto,but I really wanted to see that dog...I did not see any dog in that movie....they fooled us man..
Vijay: Hey yes,even I feel so...they cheated us... even I didn't see any slum ka dog.

Machu Picchu

She : Hey !! long weekend ahead.. Lets go out some where
He : Yeah !! I recently read of a place "machu pichu" !! really beautiful..
She : Hmm.. its good ? How far is that from Bangalore ?
He : I dnt remember.. why don't you google?
She (turns back to her laptop and dreamingly searches for the place) : Its really green.. lovely pics here.. lets see the route ..
A min later, she is fuming, he is laughing and the screen reads :

Machu Picchu is one of the most visited tourist
attraction in Peru, Soth America

Global warming !!

After a long lecture on Global warming

Tan : How come you failed 3 times in the same subject?
hennzy : Questions were easy but answers were tuff :)
Tan: How is your preparation this time?
hennzy: Is good..my preparation is always good!
Tan: Then.. how you manage to fail? strange..
hennzy:only god knows!
Tan: Can I ask you a question?
hennzy : ya..ya..go ahead.
Tan: what you did you learn today from the Global warming lecture? what should we do to stop global warming..??
hennzy: Hey this is very easy, we should go Non-veg.

lines#11

An Expert Advice..!!

Pre-Script- New year's eve. 11pm. On the Balcony. A serious discussion is underway.

Vijay(VJ)- Dude, you must stop smoking.

aRJun(RJ)- hehe… You telling me that?? You sound like a ‘Cook’ who endorses ‘Dieting’.

VJ- Smoking will kill you man. You are my dearest friend na.

RJ- Idiot, you are drunk like a maniac. Go to bed.

VJ- Smoking is injurious to health. Sorry, I mean wealth. No, no, no.. It’s health only. Quit smoking man, atleast learn from me.

RJ- From you?? How many bottles have you emptied?? Go, sleep.

VJ- Seriously dude. Quitting smoking is the easiest thing to do, I’ve been doing it all my life.

#Lines = 8

Shortest Joke Ever!

I am serious!

#Lines: 1

His Tryst with the Escalator

Pre-Script
Sandeep and his brother Ste were drunk .They were returning home from office.Sandeep tries to climb up the staircase.

Ste:Bhai me going,you take care ok(he leaves Sandeep on the staircase)
Sandeep: Ok.I am steady.
*Sandeep remains there for a while and Ste comes to see him again in morning.
Ste:Bhai ,how come you are still here?
Sandeep:No,Ste.From when I am standing here,the Escalator isn't moving.Is it working or not?

March 23, 2009

Just Like That!!

Golu: Idiot!

Bhondu: You fool...

Golu: Stupid!

Bhondu: You moron...

Golu: Dumbass

Bhondu: You Jerk...

Golu: Hippo

Bhondu: You rhino...

Golu: I love you

Bhondu: I love you too!

*Hugs*

# Lines: 11

Aye Saar!! I waan a Laatery yet again!!

Pre-Script:
Sandeep Sir was rolling on the floor and was moving back and forth as he was teaching the snake dance to Kings,Mona,Neha,Prats,Illashree and Chirag as they failed to attend the previous lecture on the snake dance.Meanwhile Arjun, an expert snake dancer and a loyal student of Sandeep Sir enters the class and interrupts Sandeep Sir once again.

Arjun: Saar,I won a lottery yet again.
Sandeep:Huh!! and how much Rupees this time?
Arjun:5000Rs Saar! and I wish to give you a share.
*Sandeep Sir voraciously look s at his student Arjun as he removed the money from his pocket.
Arjun: Saar!Take this money .
Sandeep:What is this son?You give me a share of just 10 Rs,you fool?
Arjun: Saar,with the remaining amount from your share,I took your girlfriend for a date,Saar ;-)


##Lines :7

WL Cricket Quiz:-2

hello friends sorry i am late for this week's quiz. yesterday iam out of station so iam unable to put the quiz.

first of all let's start with the last week quiz answers and the winners.

1.who was the only bowler who have taken a hat-trick in the first 3 balls of ODI?

answer:-chaminda vass.

2.'dizzy' is the nickname of which Australian player?

answer:-Gillespie.

3.which bowlers developed the 'fast leg theory ' in cricket?

answer:-harold larwood and bill voce.

4.which pad sachin tendulkar wear first?

answer:-left pad.

5.gibbs hit 6 sixes in WC-07 on the bowling of which bowler?

answer:-DLS van bunge from Netherlands

6.identify this ground

answer:-MCG Australia


7.identify this player from India?
answer:-amar singh.


now the winners are:-
1.Nandhini Reddy.
2.Vinay R(Leo)

i got only 3 entries for this quiz is questions are tuf?
members participate in this quiz ,this quiz is about the cricket and which is a religion in India.
i thought i will get entries from nearly all members.
hoping that i will get more entries now for the next quiz.


now the questions for the this week's quiz.

1.which cricketer was the first Indian to score a century in ODI?

2.who holds the record for scoring the most runs in Test Cricket without scoring a century?

3.Longest test inning by time?tell the players name.time and country?

4.which cricketer had bat sponsorship at the age of 12?

5.identify this player




you had to mail your answers at my mail id(chiragrocks31@gmail.com)

mail your answers till 28th march 8.00PM.

now the badge for the winners is:-

Monday Delight With Asbah Alaena..

Interviewee:Asbah Alaena.
Interview Date: 22nd March,2009.
Interview Time: 10:08 PM - 12:56AM.

Start Time: 10:08pm

Admin: good evening dear member, Shall we start.
Asbah: rolls sleeves.. yeah... offers chocolate cake and oh, thats not bribing - second thought, may be it is :P

Admin: We would like to know more about you and your blog
Asbah: of course, tell me how much space do you have.
Admin: tell me in short
Asbah: on a serious note: oh, well I'm just your friendly neighbourhood. who lives across the border (for my indian friends) and your official listener. personal front, I am a girl, I am an avid dreamer, I believe in fairy tales and refused to grow up.hehe i'll consider it an extended part of my narcissism
career front: I have lamented a lot about my being an accountant
blog front: well the name is self-explanatory. I am totally unable to write beyond me. myself and I. so it is brain farts of a self-obsessed girl ,but wisdom is lurking inside it, only a keen eye can discover.

Admin: what is the meaning of ASBAH?
Asbah: asbah means The Early Dawn. I am somehow 180 degree opposite to my name. I am nocturnal.
Admin: hehe is that so
Asbah: oh yeah, 12 bajay ke baad demaagg bohat chalta hay na winks
Admin: Tell me about Writers Lounge,since you are amongst the admin and founders.
Asbah: once upon a time.. yeah, thats how we'll relate the story of WL to our kids and grand kids i think :P so actually it happened when i was invited for a group blog, it was not a very active one, so I and ste on one of the chats thought about a group blog or forum, then the famous event of air-tel server happened and he called me.All the 9 mins we decided about forums, we experimented with a lot of free forums places but concluded that blogger is best
What to name it ? i said Writer's lounge.
ste put it ... and link?? i was like weandwords.
ste asked what is weand i was like duH it is we and words...
the next day sandeep joined us, and then it never stopped anywhere :)
Admin: thats interesting
(after few minutes..)

Asbah: pours water on admin
didnt know i was so boring sits in the corner with swollen face
hehe thats why you slept on the key board :P
Admin: I should say that you have a good sense of humour Asbah
Asbah: lol. I'd rather stick by to my stance. I suck at humor
so back to the interview.. :P
Admin: so are you taking part in the micro humour contest
Asbah: ehem. tought questions, with so many talent of jestures and jokers in the lounge, the gurus of jokers actually :P i cant dare!as a challenge i will post my takes, read it with a smile plastered on,otherwise i would kneel on knees and beg :P

Admin: who are your 3 jokers to win the contest? Sorry couldnt think of anyother name when i read the word humour :P ?
Asbah: hehe..i am so bad at guessing that when i guess the winners, the most apparent ones, they end up losing ..I think Arjun, Ste, Sandeep, Mona, Rohan, Prats,you and others have talent for it..oh sorry, you asked 3? I am an accountant to be, 'posed to be bad at maths ;)
Admin: you think even admins are gonna take part lol
Asbah: no thats the part of buttering up :P

Admin:any way apart from jokes.lets start the serious discussions going on.
Asbah: politics u mean or falling in love!
wow, both are favorite topic rolls the already rolled sleeves
Admin: Few straight forward questions
lets start
Asbah: hehe, okay?
Admin: lets go
Asbah: where to? visa? ticket ?
tries to be serious, okay no more from my side
Admin: really your a very funny person asbah
what is your take on life ?
Asbah: as in how do i look life or how do i want life to be ?
Admin: both ways.

Asbah: actually i am not a very intelligent person to unsolve the mysteries of words like life or even to claim takes, I think it is all about loving, how much and till when. unconditional. I think life is bitter-sweet, but its not our will, extract as much as you can and when unpredictable happen get used to it :)how do i want life to be? sweet...i want to live to spread smiles. :)
Admin: dear asbah,we expect you to answer quickly as we have less time remaining
Asbah: hehe you're asking tough questions and i have to put my dear brain to work na :)

Admin: who are you top 3 members of the lounge?
Asbah: remember my maths and knowledge of numbers is not very good
Asbah: narcissist me: asbah. asbah. asbah.
poetess me: prats, kaj, mav, lover, leo
prose: nan!!!! arjun. insia
humor: ste, arjun, sandeep
you know i can never judge the top three, everyone teaches me so much!
everyone has helped me improve a lot... no this isnt fair..
Admin: oh you classified your top 3 according to diff categories ,eh!!

Admin:
Tell me one persons name from WL,whom you consider as a mentor or teacher and why ?
Asbah: guru - Mr Sandeep Balan hazrat mahan baba ji.
we all know why :) he's a superlative of creativity.
Admin: thats good to know
If i give you an opportunity to visit India free of cost and all expenses, and if i ask you to meet 2 people from India?who will be those 2 ?
Asbah: awww?
I'll sue you then :P
or give you loads of valium when i reach there or i will invent an invisible cloak.
or i'll say i read 22 instead of 2 ;)
Admin: well i expect straight forwards answers
Asbah: well, i will invite all the WL to the party and say that i came here to meet priyanka and mona ;)
Admin: good
hope you meet them one day.
Asbah: inshAllah. miracles happen :)

Admin: One day if you wake up and you see yourself getting transformed into a male? wht wud be your reaction?
Asbah: re-sleep to get back to what i was.

Admin: "Any one can hold the helm,if the sea is calm".what is your take on this quote?
Asbah: i'll go get my dictionary to chk what does helm means
well, i think no one can judge how fast they can run unless being followed. The true potential is only measured in trouble
Admin: good nice reply

Admin: One of your favourite fables since childhood
Asbah: humbledi always wake up at 12 o clock and believed that May be witches exists, may be they actually jinx, may be sleeping beauty is real.May be it is me and well, I couldnt live happily ever after under the sea (or over it) and not have my eric, because i didnt have red hair :( or for that matter, green tails/fins and have my Eric * *
Admin: Ahan!

Admin: If Pinky asks Inky to fetch a pail of water despite of knowing that they lived in a desert.If you were Inky what would you do to Pinky and tell me the same if you were Pinky?
Asbah: hmm, well Inky would have gone to search/fetch or Dig in order to get water.Pinky would never have said so to inky, she would have narrated a story of happily ever after to inky and while inky was asleep she would have gotten herself in search of water!
Admin:thats a nice reply Asbah.
Asbah: honored :)

Admin: What is your take on the global economic downfall and recessions?
Asbah: optimism. when i'll be graduated the boom will have returned. :P.. serious: well, its saddening and to counter it we should stand together, curtail the loss of energy/food/expenses to help others! till together we rise once again
Admin: yeah we hope so.

Admin:Have you ever hurt any one in WL by your comments or by any means?
Asbah: yeah i once did :( I dont remember the name now though, it happened like the person posted his piece with a lot of internet lingoo (u knw da 1 m tlkin abt?) and it is sheer torture to eyes, specially when you're writing to be judged/criticize etc. I wrote that it is my very personal opinion and the writer can surely ignore it
the guy actually got offended and someone actually posted a post against my comment! hurted me so much..
Admin: did you intend to hurt him by any means.
Asbah: no, of course, I apologised beforehand
Admin: hmm,admin ehh!!! so I expect this from you
Asbah: hehe. I never intend to hurt anyone by anything i do :) I play the nice nice girl's role around ;)and apparently good at it ;)

Admin: Do you think 'We Read, We Write, We Lounge' defines WL properly? or would you like to redefine it?
Asbah: Echoing prats: we inspire can be very safely add to it ,Although personally i always wanted to re-define it :P
Admin: Re define it
Asbah: something sophisticated you know like brain farts ;) hehe no ... i mean
Asbah: we Write. we weave magic.we intoxicate ;) etc ..
Admin: hehe its good too

Admin: Tell us more about the other founders of WL
Asbah: hmm you know it is like when people have a same brain set of similar thought process united, miracles are created.WL is one of them.i call it group of 80/90 lonely people :) and together we compensate/elevate/sooth each other.
Admin: but when i look back at Lounge 7 months ago, you were just 3 and how did Sandeep and Ste help you in the process of improving the blog
Asbah: actually I only provided them moral support. They did it all :) and i am perpetually humbled that they count me one of them. ste is already giving me threatening looks ;)..chk the telepathy ? the similar frame of mind hehe..

Admin:
Ding, dong, bell,
Pussy's in the well.
Who put her in?
Little Johnny Green....

Who pulled her out?

Little Tommy Stout.
What a naughty boy was that,

To try to drown poor pussy cat,

Who never did him any harm,

And killed the mice in his father's barn.

What would you do if you were the cat in this case?
Asbah: oh oh ! lol..i will confuse in who's in who's jhonny and who's tommy :S
and i have little stars and birls floating around me.. i think htere is some misunderstanding
jhonny was actually tryng to clean my face and i fell in! u know mommy always say brush ur teeth after lunch ;)
Admin: hmm
Asbah: he was trying to help me actually i fell in the well by mistake. no revenge :)
Admin:good!!thats wht I expect.

Admin: How blogging has affected you personally?
Asbah: a lot :) practically a lot. improved me. groomed me. found me very worthy friends i can cherish. motivated me.just cant thank enough. Alhamdolilah!

Admin: what was your life like before WL and after WL?
Asbah: pehlay it was like writing just for the sake of it, mostly rants never took challenges etc...
now: writing for the sake of my family :) helping me build confidence in myself.. Oh i can do that too wow!

Admin: Imagine you are going for an adventure tour and you are alone and If I permit you to take just one person from WL?Who would it be and why?
Asbah: uzra.she completes me :)
me: hmm good..she writes good poems as well :)

Admin:Do you think some members are being selfish in posting and commenting on their own work and not reading others?
Asbah: yeah rohan had been doing so :P and i threatened him and now all is good.
Admin: Is it?
Asbah: well, yes there are some people, but well, its their life how can i comment on it. ehems. I'd rather want to cherish my life for couple of time :P

Admin:What is your opinion about the relay posts, poetic replies, poetic style lessons, experimental writing,poetry dedications which have become an inevitable part of WL?
Asbah: Totally creative, challenging, motivational.I have always been writing poems as long as i rem, since i was some 8-9 years ,but thenbut then i got over poems good 3 years back and never got back to writing poems owe a lot gratitude to prats for reviving my poetic muse...
Admin: you started writing from 8 thats nice and we should be proud of you
Asbah: oh, thats not something to be proud of.i have always been very ashamed of my writing not now though of course :P
Admin: At ages where kids go to school and learn,you thought of writing poems and stories .well never mind ,but atleast u gave a try
Asbah: hehe yeah being bashed by peers. who thought i'm not Just normal like them.
yeah i am glad now i did :)

Admin: Our Lounge has its own heroes like StepMAN and Sandeep Malan.What you think of this?who is your favourite?
Asbah: no favorites, i would have loved if we had super man but then I'd be louis :P

Admin: Enlighten me on the recent issue of a new members post being deleted by an admin on basis of slang and inappropriate word usage?.What was all that ?
Asbah: oh highly intellectual question :P
Admin: I expect an answer
Asbah: well i personally believe in modesty.There should be clean limits to what we write... i do not believe in blasphemy/nudity/abuses etc in name of art.But then its totally a personal opinion, anyone can agree/deny it
Admin: yes thats true.As an admin just make sure that this thing does not repeats again
Asbah: of course, but i don not believe in imposing my limits to others
Asbah: although i would have loved to play the dirty role of inspector ..thought police or write police :P
Admin: lol :P

Admin: When I say Sandeep,it reminds you of which cartoon character?
Asbah: his display picture :P

Admin: When I say Ste,it reminds you of which superhero?
Asbah: hmm...batman in the last scene of dark knight :P
Admin: lol
Asbah: lol.. that'll be so far fetched.
Asbah: yeah prolly he'll like that
Admin: lol
Asbah: wesay i could have said bat-man in an answer :P
Asbah: or chicken little?
there are many possibilities :D

Admin:TAN reminds you of?
Asbah: chicken TAN-dori!no it doesnt mean anything except i am starving :S
like i am so bad at it :( lets play chidya udi instead?
Admin: this is more like a humour chat between asbah and the admin hehehe
Asbah: He inspires me lots! per comparing or reminding mushkil hayna

Admin: Where did the rat hide ,when the cat was searching for it ? answer ?
Asbah: another very highly intellectual question hmmm...scratches head ..i dono i couldnt find out his hideout :S
Admin: hehehe

Admin: you breath to blog or blog to breath
Asbah: beautiful line :)
i blog to breath and breath to blog

Admin:Do you think we can use Blog posts as a meduim to attack each other in directly?
Asbah: well, we're so close to each other that poking is al right and there is nothing as serious as ATTACKING in it
jhagda kerne say pyaar badhta hay ;)

Admin: do you feel love overflowing in the lounge.
Asbah: hehe yeah recently been smelling it ;)
Admin: what according to her is best thing that ever happened to WL?

Admin: what according to you is best thing that ever happened to WL?
Asbah: the best is the minute Sandeep joined us and then it kept getting better!
Asbah: every member addition proves best :) He's Our Big Brother who helps
i miss him though, he's not much around as he used too - those were fun days!
nostalgiac.
Admin: oh i see

Admin: Do u think golu - bhondu series is reality or fiction?
Asbah: well, Personally i believe there is a writer behind his/her piece !!
may be or may be not! i better not be judgmental but I would love it if it werent fictional.
and if it isnt - wow I am the happy girl around :)

Admin: anything you want to change in yourself.
Asbah: a lot of things... but then i will no longer be me.. this will be against narcissism.
Admin: ok
Asbah: but still provided opportunty, i would want to change childhood.

Admin: Tell us 3 things about you that we don’t know, 3 things that would take us all completely by surprise?
Asbah: I'm a pixie.
in my dreams of course :P
Admin: fine ,next
Asbah: i can do everything in the whole world.
atleast i prefer to think this way :P
this is not coming the way i expected :(
i dont think i have any thing surprising in store :(
Admin: oh

Admin: Has anything stopped you from following a dream? how have you dealt with that?
Asbah: yeah.the stark reality. i surrendered to it, things never go according to plan/dreams ... better get used to it.
you might consider me a coward, but thats the safe way i think.
Admin:No,No Asbah.

Admin: Do you think tradition can be combined with modernism? if so, how?
Asbah: yeah. listen to fuzon :P ... (they've split i think.. but anyway)

Admin: hmm
have you done anything that you were once afraid of doing?
Asbah: yeah :)
Admin: what did u do
Asbah: a lot of things, when you grow up you keep ditching your fears one by one..
i was once afraid of smiling/writing/accepting the fact that i am different, now no longer!
i was afraid of riding a bicycle, driving a car, etc.. fears just go, one by one
people will sleep way before reaching here :P
Admin: interesting asbah


Admin: If you were on a sinking ship with one who loves you a lot, and another who you love a lot... and could save only one, who would you save? why?
Asbah: yeah, you just have to take risk, believe.. etc
Admin: hehe
yes yes
Asbah: i'd rather jump in the sea before knowing who was saved or who wasnt..
and i'd pray if both are one person :)
Admin: omg
hehehe
Asbah: life would be heaven na ;)
only if we werent on the sinking ship huh :S i hope if it was titanic.
on the movie set!
Admin: hehehe
dream
Asbah: yeah i thrive on dreams :)

Admin: Nw lets see what members want to ask u
kings want to know hw do you get inspired to write stories?any techniques?
Asbah: the words are just born, themselves, sometimes i have to work a little other wise, Thankyou muse. Your welcome ;)
and repeating Ghrishm: there is always a story in streets, a memory in buildings!
it was actually: every street has a story, every building - a memory.

Admin: Sandeep asks "Could you demystify 'love' and 'soulmates' for us here?"
Asbah: wow! a hell lot of a question.
if i could, i would have been happily married with a kid :P
Admin: :P
Asbah: jokes apart: no, this is really a tough question. it only becomes easy when you find one your soulmate, and then it explains all :)
I am yet to find one, and since i am bad at finding lost things, i'd rather wish if he finds me :P
instead.

Admin: Neha aks"We all know that Pakistan is going through a rough patch as a nation. However, we don't quite know that the ground reality is. WL transcends borders and so we, here in India, and the world over are with you. However, as someone who is right there, in Islamabad, would you like to share with ur what you are going through, or how it affects you, or any special message to all of us and the people worldwide?"share with us
Asbah: it is a roller coaster ride, but honestly speaking, my Pakistani friends will agree with me, that it is being much hyped, glamorized, and exaggerated at media.
Asbah: yeah occasional blasts tear us apart, but other than that, its a beautiful and peaceful place to be. we've recently had a campaign to restore the Chief Justice, went very successful, and I am an optimist so, I believe good is just round the corner.
Admin: yes
Asbah: well, i believe that together we can do alot, the least we can do is correct the perception of pakistani/muslims etc, even if one person understands it, I will consider myself lucky.
Admin: thats the best reply
Asbah: hehe so although i am a burqa-clad someone, but that doesnt mean i know the recipe of home made bombs (or who knows if i do :P ) or that I'll blow myself up..
my suggestion: Do Not Stereotype.
Admin: ok

Admin: Ste wants you to guess the person who is interviewing you and tell some positve and negative things about the same person
Asbah: hehe i am bad at guessing :(
but kajal is it ?if yes, i will have my prayer granted.
Admin: u answer the question what he asked
Asbah: + ve, she's made up of honey and suger - supersaturated.
- ve point, if she has one, i havent found out yet
Admin: hehe...hope u will know me tmrrw...

Admin: Charu wants to know "how does the friendship we develop virtually is different from the real life one and which one is better?"
Asbah: well, i consider myself an introvert person, who lacks the desire to talk to someone. online life suits me so well... all you need to do is tap tap tap.... my deepest regret fof late is my in ability to smile. online it is wayyyy to easy, typing an L an O and L together!
so all my best friends except one hails from net :)
and havin met 21 net pals, i can conclude that internet has brought me bliss
Admin: so name few of those best friends of urs
Asbah: and half moon beneath the cornea nad lens.
Asbah: well, there are some who're not really writer so are not here, but insia, kaj, sandeep, rash, marj, Ste, my n'sepper buddies i call them twins!!! rohan, priiiiiiii.... and many otherss !! I am very rich in terms of friends, Thankyou all ..

Admin: Heena wants to know your plans to promote and guide the new writers who seek guidance in WL?
Asbah: keep reading. keep writing... allow and accept critic, improve and never fail heart. :)
we're right here to nurture you :)
Admin: oh yeah we are here

Admin: Insiya aks"for you what asbah is?"
Asbah: absurd mess. hehe
Admin: hmm
Asbah: but if you'd have asked me what insi is for me?
i would have said my odd ball !
Admin: yes
:)

Admin: And hw did u feel when i tricked u with really insane questions like the inky pinky,ding dong and rat ones:P
Asbah: hehe i thought 'oh pakde gayay ab sab intellect ka Bhanda khul jayega'
Admin: lol..We got to know many things about you asbah
hope you flourish in everything that you do..
may almighty protects and surrounds u wherever u go
Asbah: amen suma amen, kind of you to say so :)
Admin: hope u will be covered by shades of luck in almost everything u do in future
Asbah: ameen.. and ty.
Admin: Thanks for giving us your valuable time and talking to us
good night
and take care
:)
Asbah: thankyou

End time: 12:56AM

Next Monday Delight with Mr.Sandeep Balan,
Co-founder of The Writers Lounge


**Question Coutesy: Ste,Leo,Neha,Kajal,Sandeep,Charu,Kings,Insiya and Heena.


ONLY JOY TO SURROUND YOU,
MAY HAPPINESS PLAY WITH YOU ALWAYS.
MAY THE SHADES OF LUCK ALWAYS BE WITH YOU,
MAY ALMIGHTY BLESS AND PROTECT YOU,
TODAY ON THIS DAY,
23RD MARCH,
WE WISH OUR FELLOW LOUNGER
ROHAN

A MANY MANY HAPPY RETURNS OF THE DAY
MAY GOD BLESS YOU DEAR. :)


- FROM THE WL FAMILY

Hacker Inside

Wife: Honey I think some one has hacked into my computer. Its dialing every bad ass hardcore erotic website on this planet.
Husband(surprised): Oh Really ?
Wife: Yes and somehow I have got the ip address of the hacker. Its 127.0.0.1 ..Do you know the person who owns this ip address ?
Husband: Yeah I surely know the person running that ip address. She is the most irritating greedy nymphomaniac bitch.
Wife: Lets fuck her then
Husband(smiles): Roger that !


printf ("lines = 6")\n;

From Mam to Maa in sixty seconds

Prescript:This is a conversation which took place between a college guy and his professor when he was getting debarred from his exams due to low attendance. All characters are most probably fictional ,Baba is generally a name given to respected few who never attend college and are drunk most times of the day but somehow manage to clear the exams.:P

Baba: MAM!! ATTENDANCE (confident Mr.Cool)

Mam: Get lost!! And don't think I'll let you off with a 10% attendance this time.Just don't show your face.

attempt 1: PERSISTENCE

Baba: (in a low mumbling tone..almost like a makkhii) mam attendance mam attendance mm attndancemmm attendancemmmmattndance..

Mam:(heat rising) You go out ..please and whats that stench ...God!! you come drunk to me asking for attendance..I'll umm aa SUE you!!

attempt2: CALL for MOTHERHOOD
Baba: I drank because I was hungry.

Mam:what?? what nonsense and i suppose thats what your dad taught you? (attempt at possible revenge)

Baba: Ya, while dropping me off from bullock cart he told me "beta life mein kabhi kabhi bhuka rehna padega. 10rs ki whiskey rakhna hamesha, do ghoont maar ke so jaana pet dabake, 2 beedi se jyaada mat lena saath mein lekin". He has lost his land Mam and he cannot send money. I would gladly come to college, I would love to learn all the lovely things you teach, get a great score and return proudly to my dad. But how can I come to class if my stomach is empty. I don't want to ask dad and add to his tensions. *drops to his knees* "mai daru peeya lekin phir bhi apke bete jaisa na hun MAA" loud sniffs..

Successful awakening of motherhood "mamta"
Mam looks with a sad smile and wipes some tears off her face.

#lines 11

@#@$#@#@

He : what happened ?? why are you so upset ??
She : Nothing.. just angry !! Some idiotic guy just passed a sexist comment on me..
He : Oh!! chill dear... happens... you should reply back to him.. atleast do it now .. say all bad words for him and let anger out.. if u ask, i will teach you a few words..
She : hmm... u think that will help ?? Ok .. let mme try... don't mind my language ok !!
He : oh!! that will be nothing i suppose.. go on.. let me hear...

She speaks a string of all bad words she knows and then realizes that the call got disconnected. She calls back..

She : what happened ?
He : My phone fell from my hand.. even i havent heard so many bad words in one string !!



Lines : 9

March 22, 2009

kitna high !!!!

Pre-script:- A conversation between two friends, one a druggie and another a passionate writer who has nothing much to do with drugs :D

Dango: Kya yaar, aajkal maza nahi aata hai.
Biloo : Tu kiske bhaare me bhaat kar raha hai
Dango: Tu kahan se tapak ke aaya ...
Biloo: ??
Dango:Usko meine panch so rupiye diye teh dope keh liye...usme saala quality ek dhum nahi hey ... rupayye gaye bhaad me...
Biloo :  !!
Dango: aaj mey high quality walaa leh raha huun.. dekhthe hein usme kitna high milta hai...
Biloo : high matlab kyaa....
Dango: arey tu ....saala kahan se agaya yaar..kuch bhi maalum nahi hein.... matlab enjoying... ectasy...having fun.... blast of your life... flying in heaven..tujkho yeh sabh kaise maalum hoga... ja phoot...
Biloo :  Arey abh maalum chala
Dango: !#$%#@ gaali ! kya maalum chala... arey time mat bharbhaad kar...bhaag yahaan se...
Biloo : Jaise mey WL me liktha hun... or log meri taareef karte hein..... toh mujhe ithna high milta hai.... ki mey to is duniya ke bahar jaakey aatan hu.. tujhe to jindagi bhar bhi itna high nahi mila hoga!
Dango: *dumbstruck*... WL or high .... mujhe samajha yaaar....

#lines - 13

` my first post in hindi as well as first attempt at micro-humour (^which i'm not that good at), its been a real high everyday for me for the past three months to be here, read out, write lot, listen to you from this biloo here to the all biloos out there `

On a shopping spree....

One day at the jewellery shop...

Asbah: I kinda like this diamond ring... I am taking it

Neha: And I like these bangles... I am taking these

Priyanka: And these earrings are awesome... I am surely taking them

Prats: And these anklets.. so pretty... I am taking them...

Sandeep: (dreamily) Even I want to take something for my gf... what should I take?

Asbah, Neha, Priyanka, Prats: Take the bill!!!!

# lines: 7

Aye Saar! I got a chance to act...

Pre Script: Sandeep sir teaches snake dance to his students at Sandeep Malans acting school and Arjun interrupts him.

Arjun:Saar,I got a chance to act with Rajni saar in Ram Gopal Varma Saar's film.
Sandeep: Son,you make me proud again and again .
Arjun:Thanks Saar.
Sandeep: Which role you acted as ?Supporting actor .
Arjun: No,Saar.
Sandeep: Comedian or any Emotional role ,Son.
Arjun:No, Saar
Sandeep: Atleast Villian.
Arjun:No,Saar.
Sandeep:What was your role ,Son?
Arjun:Saar,I acted as Rajni Saar's duplicate,Saar.

Golu & Bhondu !!

Golu and Bhondu having candle light dinner in a restaurant

Bhondu: Why were you staring at her like you had never seen a girl before?

Golu: Na re Bhondu..She was staring at me, I just wanted to make sure she does not look at my shirt..I spilled curry on it.

Bhondu: Golu...You could have done something else rather than staring at her!!.

Golu: A Ship is always safe at the shore - but that is NOT what it is built for..right? so boys look good when they behave like a boy.

Bhondu: You and your philosophy.. I am tired listening all this. but my Birthday, anniversaries you never ever bother to remember... How come you forgot valentines day?? and why your...

Golu stopped her in midst and said: wait wait...I have noticed something today, you know Bhondu.....you look extremely BEAUTIFUL when your LIPS are CLOSED. :p

Bhondu gives a nice smile( Keeping in mind that lips are not much open) and holds Golu's hand.


Lines#8

Leisure

Miss Rhea: Pranoy stop giggling inside the class and stand up on the bench.
Pranoy: Yes Miss...
(Some time later)
Miss Rhea: Pranoy what are you staring at ? Listen to the class.
Pranoy: Yes Miss...
(Few more minutes pass and Pranoy is still staring at Pinky and her pigtails )
Miss Rhea: Pranoy who authored Oliver Twist?
Pranoy: Don't know Miss.. (and Pranoy is not yet finished with Pinky)
Miss Rhea: Pranoy have you completed the homework?
Pranoy: No Miss....
Miss Rhea: Keep standing the whole day. Now recite the poem I taught you yesterday.
Pranoy: (Grins) What is this life if full of care? We have no time to stand and stare!

Lines: 12

Golu,Bhondu and Monu...

Pre Script - Sandeep and Kajal sitting in a garden

Kajal : I hope you just love me ,Golu.
Sandeep: Yes Bhondu, I promise,I just love you and only you.
Kajal: Really!!
Sandeep: Yes.And I am good at keeping promises .I didn't broke the promise that I made to Shalu last year.
Kajal: (startled) Shalu.
Sandeep: Arrey !! She is my ex girlfriend Bolu's younger sister.
Kajal:What is this ,Golu?
Sandeep:Nothing,But I promise you that now I am with you.
*Wipes out tears from Kajals eyes and mean while his other girlfriend Monu meets him*
Monu: Hey Sandy, you promised me you won't venture out with another girl .Whats this??


Lines:12

Aloo gobhi...

Stephen: (with rose in hand) She loves me, she loves me not

Sandeep: (with sunflower in hand) She loves me, she loves me not

Mona enters with cauliflower in hand

Mona: Guys, use this... I want to make aloo gobhi today!!

#lines: 4

Golu & Bhondu

Kajal: You should always tell me the truth Golu
Sandeep: Should I Bhondu?
Kajal: Yes. Whatever crosses your mind, I should know it all Golu
Sandeep: I will Bhondu. I will tell you everything from now on
Kajal: That's my Golu
Sandeep: Look at that girl Bhondu. Simply wow! Oh, and yes! Your roomie was looking gorgeous yesterday. Has she done something to her eyes Bhondu? Haven't I told you not to wear this pink dress because you look a lot fatter in this?
Kajal: Don't talk to me ever again!
Sandeep: Eh! Oops. Sorry Bhondu. You are not looking fat. Neither does your roomie come anywhere close to you. You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever come across! I love you!

*Kajal walks away fuming. Sandeep curses himself and follows her expecting an encore at home*

# Lines: 9

The Chosen One

Neha: You are so popular Ste

Ste: I know

Neha: Why do Arjun & Sandeep write on you?

Ste: Because I am the most versatile hero of blogpur

Neha: But because I have known you for so long, I dont like them pulling your leg

Ste: Only you care for me and I appreciate it

Neha: I really do

Ste: You know me so well Asha

Neha: Huh. Who is Asha?

Ste: Oops! Sorry! You also know me so well, Kiran

Neha: You deserve lot more than just leg pulling!! Grrrrr....

#Lines: 11

Left handed right !!

Tan( in a car) : Way to Airport?
Hennzy ( on a bike) : Take the first right..then
Tan stopped him in between and said " But you are showing left raising your left hand ? "
Hennzy: Actually I am left handed..my left hand will be your right..Right?
Tan: Ok, then?
Hennzy: Take left from Sandeep Malan's acting school.
Tan: But.. now you are showing left hand raising your left hand !!
Hennzy: Haha..no. no..I am showing you from your left hand as you are right handed. There will be a circle with six ways..take a U turn and take right ( Raising left hand to left)
Tan: Ok thank you so much.bye
After sometime Tan finds two U turns ..left and right. now which turn?
Tan: Arggg... Excuse me.. Way to Airport?


Line# 11

Aye Saar!! I waaan a Laatery!!

PreScript: Arjun , who is a student of Sandeep Sir's Acting School comes to meet Sandeep Sir.

Arjun : Aye! Saar ,I won a lottery.
Sandeep: Ahh! What will you do with this money ,Son?
Arjun:Saar,I will help poor people and provide monetory support to all needy people .
Sandeep:I am very proud of you, Son.
Arjun: Saar,I will also marry a poor girl and take care of her Saar.
Sandeep: God Bless you, Son.
Arjun: Thanks Saar.
Sandeep:Vaise tujhe kitne Rupaye ki lottery lagi hai re.
Arjun: 35 Rs ka Saar

Sandeep v/s Sandeep

Pre-script:
Twin brothers Sandeep Balan and Sandeep Malan are standing at a bus stop. Just then, a beautiful girl clad in a skimpy outfit comes by. Sandeep's (Malan and Balan) eyes and tongue pop out. Sandeep Balan is impatient and wants to outwit his own brother. Sandeep Malan is, however, calm and confident of his charm, and lets Sandeep Balan take the initiative.


Sandeep Balan: ennavale adi ennavale,endhan idhayaththai tholaiththu vittaen
endha idam adhu tholaindha idam, andha idaththaiyum marandhu vittaen
(Translation: Oh my dear! oh my dear!I've lost my heart... The place where I lost it, that place also I forgot...)


Girl: *Slap*

Sandeep Malan: (confidently) ennavale adi ennavale, endhan idhayaththai tholaiththu vitten
endha idam adhu tholaindha idam, andha idaththaiyum marandhu vitten



Girl: *Blushes, runs towards Malan, hugs him, and plants a kiss on his cheek*

Sandeep Balan: (puzzled) How come you get the girl when we both sang the same song?

Sandeep Malan: (in typical Rajini ishtyle) Daa.. Aalu rounda iruntha podhathu...Aatathula all roundera irukkanum...
(Translation: Hey... it's not enough if a person is round... one has to be an all-rounder...)


(10 lines)

I scream!!!!!!

Neha, Mona, Asbah and Priyanka go to the ice-cream parlour one day...

Neha: Can I have the vanilla with chocolate topping please?

Asbah: I want vanilla with strawberry topping...

Priyanka: I want vanilla with honey nut crunch topping... Mona, What about you??

Mona digs deep into her pocket and finds a single one rupee coin.

Mona: Excuse me... just the topping, please... !!

#lines: 6

Polit(r)ic(k)s..!!

In a congregation, at a small constituency in rural India.

Person1 - There’s been no supply of tomatoes into our town since last week. What is the matter?

Politician- (smiles) I know. I’ll look into it.

Person2- No supply of eggs too. What about that?

Politician- (smiles)I know. I’lll look into it.

Person3- You haven’t visited our constituency since the day you were elected into power. Now, all of a sudden, what makes you come here?

Politician- (smiles) You people are ‘God’ to me. I’ve come here to seek blessings from you. As you know, elections are coming up. Please vote for me.

All the gathered people, with crimson red faces, scanned around themselves in search of anything that could be hurled or pelted.

Politician- (smiles) No tomatoes?? no eggs uh???

LOL....

Sandeep, Stephen, Prats, Asbah, Neha and Mona are on group chat...

Prats: who do u think is going to win the LOL contest?

Neha: Maybe you... Prats

Asbah: Maybe Sandeep...

Sandeep: Yeah.. definitely me!!...

Stephen: No way.. its gonna be me..

Mona: err...I think... its going to be ME

Sandeep, Stephen, Prats, Asbah, Neha: LOL.....

# lines: 8

Fishy..!!

Arjun- Yuck! What is this dude?

Sandeep- (vomits) Some kind of a liquid. Smells like an insecticide. Someone is trying to kill us, man!

Arjun- I had a fight with my neighbour last night. Is it him?

Sandeep- I fought with my driver this morning. Maybe him.

Arjun- (looks around) Yeah. Now I get it. Can you see the chemistry lab there, to your right? This one seems to have come straight from there.

Sandeep- Your neighbour or my driver? Come on, lets find out

*Ste jumps from behind excitedly and asks- “ Hey guys, how was the ‘ Special Masala Tea’ that I sent you?

Hello !!

"Hello!! Mr. Hashan Hazaika? Sir this is Kaveri calling from ICICI bank sir."

“Yes Kaveri. Tell me.”

“Sir actually this call is regarding credit cards sir. Sir if u are free, can I take 5 mins from u?”

“Credit cards? What are they? I mean I have heard of them, but do not really know what they are.”, - I thought of having some fun.

“Ok I will tell u Mr. Hazarika. You can use credit cards instead of cash. Suppose you wanna buy something….if you do not want to make any cash transaction then you can use credit cards.”

“Wow! Means credit cards are alternatives for cash.This is great Kaveri. How do credit cards look like? Do they look like greeting cards?””

“Yes Mr.Hazarika.Exactly….But No..(she smirked)they look like…mmmmm…visiting cards.”

“Great! But what is your profit if I take a credit card? I mean I will be getting goods for free. What will u gain from that?”,I asked.

“Noooo…noooo….noooo(the ‘o’ part in ‘no’ stretched)…u won’t get things for free. Instead of cash, u will use the credit card. That’s it.”, she explained.

“Okkkkk(Now I prolonged the ‘k’ part in ‘ok’). But how many credit cards will I get? I mean instead of a 100 rupee note, I will have to show a 100 rupee credit card or instead of a 50 rupee note, I will have to show a 50 rupee credit card, right?”

“Oh Shivaaa!”, she hung up.


Line#11

March 21, 2009

Him and her

Phone rings...


Her: What do you want now?

Him: I just called to say ...

Her: You still have something to say? After I saw you with her? How could you?

Him: It isn't what you think.

Her: It isn't? I saw it with my own eyes. I didn't believe when Shruti and Sneha told me. When I saw it, how could I deny?

Him: Will you just listen to me??

Her: There is nothing I want to hear from you..No explanations...

Silence..

Him: Ahem.. Can I have the books you borrowed back?

Roon sirbees !!

* Pre-Script: The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and room-service,guest Tan is an American and Room service Hennzy is a Thai. Tan asking cheese bacon and scrambled eggs for breakfast.


Hennzy : "No? weeju wan sahn toes??"
Tan : "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'weeju wan sahn toes' means."
Hennzy : "Toes! toes!...Why jew don juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"
Tan : "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine.just put the bodder on the side.. I mean butter on the side"
Hennzy : Ok.. "Copy?"
Tan : "Excuse me?"
Hennzy : "Copy...tea...meel?"
Tan : "Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."
Hennzy : "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin we bodder on sigh and copy.... rye??"
Tan : "Whatever you say Chap!!."
Hennzy : "Tenjewberrymuds."
Tan : "You're very welcome."


Line #12

Chori Uper Se Sena Zori ....LoL

Sandeep: Hey RJ,I got a new nokia E70.
Arjun: Oh wow!! this looks adorable and yeah it has all features isn't it?
Sandeep: Yes it has everything from internet and has GTALK too.
Arjun: I heard it supports WIFI.
Sandeep: Oh yeah,the same software used for calculating in mobile phone naaa.....
Arjun: No daa,its an environment were u can acces internet connectivity w/o any cable connection.
Sandeep: Woww,you mean I can access internet free of cost,YAYS!
Arjun: It also had bluetooth naa.
Sandeep: hehe, even moblile phones have teeth ..

*worried and depressed Ste comes running towards both of them*
Ste: Guys,Some one stole my new Nokia E70 which I brought yesterday


##Lines : 11

Sour Grapes

Sandeep: Why is everyone selling grapes here RJ?
Arjun: Idiot! You have come to the grape festival
Sandeep: Come, lets have some
Arjun: Done
Sandeep: Look....Isn't that Ste?
Arjun: Yaa
*Ste turns up besides them. Checks out the grapes and looks at the vendor*
Ste: Bhaiya! Yeh apple kaise diye kilo?

# Lines: 9

Time Please!!

Inky:What is the time right now ,Pinks ?.
Pinky:Its 3'o Clock.

Inky stares at her watch for a while.

Pinky: What happened Inks?
Inky:I am wondering how come my watch shows time as 9.30.
Inky keeps looking at her watch ,while Pinky logs into her Laptop to verify the time.

##Lines: 6



**When you look at the watch upside down, 3 pm becomes 9.30 pm

Sleep Story

Prescript : We are three friends staying together in a room,and this is the conversation one night...


A: Pari slept so early...
B: hmmmm..
A: Are you sleeping ?? or sleepy ??
B: (yawning)Not sleeping.. trying to ..
A: Oh! you are sleepy ??
B: yeah.. thats why i am trying to sleep.
A: What are you doing to fall asleep ?
B: Just closing my eyes and thinking good and lazy..
A: Oh!! does it help ..
B: Yeah.. only if no one disturbs you
A: But who's disturbing you here ?
Me and B together : YOU !!!!


Lines : 12

honest opinion awaited...

Everyone Can Fly!

* Pre-Script: For those who are unaware of the game "Chidiya Udi" please click here. Stephen has explained the game beautifully there. For the lazy souls, a snapshot of the game:
The objective of this game is to trick other players into making all kinds of objects fly -- be it people, places or anything inanimate. The name literally means "the bird flies." One player takes the lead in rattling off a list of objects using one' index finger as a representative gesture of flying. The catch is to resist following the leader's action if the object named does not have the power to fly.It is played by a group of players.
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Sandeep: Chidiya
Ste: Udi
Sandeep: Plane
Ste: Uda
Sandeep: Kabootar
Ste: Udi
Sandeep: Sandeep
Ste: Nahi Uda
Sandeep: Ste
Ste: Nahi Uda
*Looks at him threateningly and cracks his knuckles*
Ste: Udd gayaaa!!

# Total lines: 12

Chidiya Udii!!!


Sandeep: Chidiya
Ste: Udi!

Sandeep:Myna
Ste: Udi!

Sandeep: Ladki
Ste: Nahi Udi!

Sandeep: Butterfly Udi!
Ste: Udi!

Sandeep:Paper Udi.
Ste: Udi!

Sandeep: Arggg , Ste, tu Cheater hai. Papers don't have wings to fly.

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##Lines :12

For those who don't know this game.
The objective of this game is to trick other players into making all kinds of objects fly -- be it people, places or anything inanimate. The name literally means "the bird flies." One player takes the lead in rattling off a list of objects using one' index finger as a representative gesture of flying. The catch is to resist following the leader's action if the object named does not have the power to fly.It is played by a group of players.

LOL@Lounge Contest Announcement

To Writers Lounge Family,


We cried with the "Rain drenched lounge" contest. We rhymed with the "Inspiration poetry contest". Now its time to spread smiles and laugh out aloud. Making people laugh is way too tougher than making people cry. As the wise say, "Laughter is the best medicine". We say the family which laughs together, stays together. It's a pleasure to challenge all the talented ones here with our third contest, LOL@Lounge
We have always challenged ourselves to the limit here. Making people laugh is tough. But when you have to do it within 12 lines, the task at hand becomes tougher. That's the beauty of "Micro-humour". Please click on the link HERE to see the attempts of Sandeep, Arjun, Stephen and Prats on the same. There might be some posts in here which exceed the 12 line limit, but we are sharing these short darlings with you so that you get an idea of what this contest is all about.
Start date: 21st March, 15:00 hrs
End date: 6th April, 10:00 am
## The lounge is closed till 6th April for any other work. However, Movie Reviews, Quiz (Bhargav & Chirag), Monday Delight Interviews, Congratulation (If any), Announcements (if any) and Birthday related posts (If any) are the only things that can be posted here till 6th April. Members please refrain from posting any other stuff apart from the one's mentioned above. The lounge is also closed for Reposting on weekends.Members are requested to refrain themself from posting posts other than contest ones.

Rules:
1) It's humour that you have to attempt. Label your enteries with "micro-humour" , "LOL@Lounge Contest " and "your name"
2) The post should be conversational style and not exceed 12 lines. By 12 lines, we mean 12 dialogues. The explanatory lines you wish to add in your micro-humour will also be counted in these 12 lines. The entire entry should be restricted to 12 lines. There is no word count that you have to adhere too. As long as you restrict your attempt to 12 lines, word count is not an issue with us ;-)
3) The protagonists of your conversation can be anyone you wish. Fictional or real, the call is yours. If you are using some real names, then make sure that the humour attempted is clean and does not leave the person in bad light. An example of the same would be "Diwali Dhamaka", "Chidiya Udi" and "King of all, Jack on none", where the humour is clean despite using real names. A little leg pulling is fine till we keep it clean and fun. What's lounge without friends and family pulling legs eh? You are completely free to use fictional characters if you feel so.
4) Kindly mention the total lines of your entry below your post
5) If you want to share some background on your story, please mention that at the start of your entry under "Pre-Script" head. These lines would not be counted in the 12 lines. ;-)
6) There will be a "Reader Choice Award" apart from the "Winners" selected by the judges. Details of the same would be shared later.
7) You can post as many enteries as you want here at the lounge. But mail us only the entry which you want us to consider for the competition with your details as a "Microsoft Word Document" at writers.in.lounge@gmail.com

Send in your entry to writers.in.lounge@gmail.com with subject as "LOL@Lounge contest"
Laugh out loud...Time for spreading smiles on our lounge...All the best


Regards,

The Writers Lounge Admin

Varbal slip

Guy1 : So what did you decide ??
Guy2 : I have tried my best ..
Guy1 : You really want this ?
Guy2 : Ya !! I miss her so much .. Wish she agrees to make out finally...
Guy1 : What ??? what are you talking of ??
Guy2 : Don't you know?? I was talking to be back with my ex-gf!!
Guy1 : you eman make up with her ??
guy2 : ya .. thats what i said .. didn't i ??

and both start laughing realizing that a verbal blunder has been made !!



for people who did not understand it, check the meaning of phrases "making out" and "making up" !!

Tribute To The Writers Lounge

Hi everyone. After reading through the beautiful posts of my fellow members over here I was wondering last night if there could be a better way to say my heartfelt thanks to everyone. Just came up with a poem that in short covers all spectrum of the emotions of the members over here which I have tried to analyze with my narcotic mind ! :P
.....................................................................

I see some are lurking in the reflections
of someone else's hidden wonders
I see some are witnessing the deflections
of someone else's forbidden surrenders
I see some are trying to feel something
in the midst of silent words
I see some are burning to heal something
where in the agony flies those birds

I witness some are portraying a craft of thoughts
like a beautiful canvas of splattered carmine
I witness some are rendered cold inside their hearts
lost their faith at the hands of time
I witness some are willing to embrace this cause
this corner of the world is their immortality
I witness some are tired of the worldly laws
their writings depict our cloned fragility

I observe some are in the abyss of change
but on a ship that never leaves the shore
I observe some find a sudden bliss in strange
this ship sails on an ocean of words that
can never be ignored
I observe the legacy here through which
a sanity paves way for the mind
I observe the writings here that depicts
such emotions that were once confined

I see , witness and observe for something
I really don't have a clue
All I know is an unknown drift promising
me a similar few . . . . :)

Why does a ..........?

Ste: Why does a Goat bleats?
Sandeep: You should be asking that goat.

Ste: Why does a Cat meows?
Sandeep: You should be asking that cat.

Ste: Why does a frog croaks?
Sandeep: You should be asking that frog.

Ste: Why does a Lion roars?
Sandeep: Silly!! You should be asking that Lion naa.

Ste:You don't know anything yar
Sandeep: As you say bro...

Ste: Why do you always score less marks in exams?
Sandeep: You should be asking that girl.

Ste:Which girl??
Sandeep: The one who shows me her answer paper during exams.

Legend of Saif-ul-Muluk lake.


So, here is my first official fictional love story :P
where exactly is the love in the story is what you're to find out,
i could have posted the whole story here, but it is very long (oh i can see you making faces, I understand it may be boring, but I would love if you'll give it a try!) so thought of posting the link here only:

http://charcoals.blogspot.com/2009/03/legend-of-saif-ul-muluk-lake.html


and everyone's allowed to find a mistake or two in it :)
help me improve.


wishes, Asbah.

ps. it is not a cheap way to publicize a blog, but then, maybe it is :P
the parking is free ;)

एक गाईका ( झलकीयां जामुनी के अतीत की ) [ The Edited Version After Censor Shocks]


[Note : Alright, I tried to edit as much as I could, but then the meaning is half drained. Nevertheless, as agreed, am posting it with 'stars' (asterix) instead of certain censored words. Hope, this one wouldn't be offending to any of WLs rules or the members. Yet, if it is, pull it off again !! What else can I say otherwise!! ]


“ तू भाग जा जामुनी, तू भाग जा, और यहाँ लौट कर फिर न आइयो बिटिया, यहाँ लौट कर फिर कभी ना आइयो । ”

“ ना माँ, मैं ना जाती तुझे छोड़ के । माँ । माँ, दरवाजा खोल माँ, दरवाजा खोल .....” १४ (14 ) साल की जामुनी की मासूम उंगलियाँ दरवाज़े को पीट कर खोलने का असफल प्रयास कर रहीं थी।

" ना रे मेरी रानी, ना । वक़्त कम है । बेटी तू भाग जा यहाँ से । भाग जा ।" बंद कमरे से आती हुईं माँ की लाचार चीखें, और बंद कमरे में हो रहा हैवानियत का नंगा नाच, जामुनी शायद हर रोज़ जीती आ रही थी।

"अरे *****, तेरी कुतिया को १४ (14) साल क्या घर पर सजाने के लिए खिलाया है मैंने? जो तू करती आई है आज तक, अब वह भी वही करेगी। धंधा करेगी, धंधा!! इतना ही प्यार था अपनी ***** से तो क्यूँ नहीं बेटा पैदा किया ? आज १४ साल का बेटा होता तो काम में हाथ चार करता ! ये ***** क्या करेगी? मैं मजदूरी करता हूँ, कोई कुबेर का खजाना तो ना लाये है तू अपने दहेज़ में ! चल सिखा दे उसे भी *****, आज ही रात में उसे ठाकुर के पास छोड़ना है, समझी ! कुतिया की औलाद !"
" ना रे । उसे छोड़ दे । छोड़ दे उसे राकेस ।।।।। मैंने १० (10) साल तक तुम्हारे लिए सबसे मुँह-काला किया, अब भी तो कर रही हूँ। पैसों की तंगी न होवेगी । रात में दो-दो कर लुंगी अब से । पर उसे छोड़ दे, छोड़ दे राकेस उसे "

"अरे वाह ! मुँह-काला किया तो क्या एहसान किया मारो पे ? साली, उन पैसों से तुने अपनी ही कुतिया का पेट भरा है। मेरे पर कोई एहसान न कियो। समझी ! और तू दो कर या चार, जामुनी तो धंधा करेगी । तू न सिखाती उसे तो मैं छोटे ठाकुर के पास छोड़ आता हूँ । दो दिन ***** नाचायेगा साली को, तीसरे दिन खुद ही नाचने लगेगी । साली *****!

"ना राकेस, न । मैं तेरी जूतियाँ चाट लुंगी, पर तू उसे छोड़ दियो । जामुनी थारो बिटिया भी तो होए है !"

"क्या ? क्या कहा रे ***** ? मारो बिटिया ? जी दिन इ पैदा हुई, उ दिन हम तुझको साफ़ कर दिए, लड़का ना दे सकू , तो बिटिया कभी हमार खून नाहीं । कभी नाहीं ! हमार खून से सिर्फ बछड़ा पैदा हुई, सिर्फ बछड़ा । इ ***** किसी और जात का खून हुई । हामार नाहीं ! "

सपाट । दरवाजा खुलते ही जामुनी की सासें थम जाती हैं । अब तक जो दृश्य वह आवाजों से अपने मन में जोड़ रही थी, किवाड़ खुलते ही वह बेपर्दा हो जाता है । उसकी माँ का आँचल ज़मीन में रुंद गया है । हरी चुड़ियाँ पहने माँ के सूखे हाथ, बापू के पाँव जकड़े हुए हैं । और माँ की आँखों में आज फिर से आसूं नहीं, बेबसी और लाचारी झलक रही है।

"वाह ! तू साली यहीं खड़ी है ! चल, छोटे ठाकुर के पास । वैश्या की बेटी वैश्या न बनेगी तो क्या पुजारिन बनेगी ??? "

"आ , बापू , दर्द हो रहा है बापू । कलाई छोड़ो बापू। माँ ।।।।।। माँ ।" और जामुनी की सिसकियाँ उसके योवन में सूख कर खो गयीं ।
आमिर की नज़रें जामुनी के चेहरे को एक-टूक घूर रहीं थीं। इस २८ (28) साल के पत्रकार ने कभी ख्वाब में भी नहीं सोचा था कि इस २३ साल की आजाद लड़की के पंख बचपन में ही काट दिए गए हैं।

" तो फिर आज, आज आप इस मुकाम तक कैसे पहुंची? "

"१४ साल की बाली उम्र, और धंधा करने वाली मैं एक कुतिया ! २१ (21) साल का छोरा हर रात मुझे बिस्तर पर रौंदता, मेरे बचपन को अपना खिलौना बनाता, छोटे ठाकुर ! कभी-कभी तो उसके दोस्तों के सामने मुझे.....।।।।।" अपनी भीगी आवाज़ सँभालते हुए, " फिर एक दिन हवेली में आग लग गयी। सब भुसल-खाने की और भागने लगे । मेरे कमरे का दरवाजा अन्दर से बंद था । मुझे सिर्फ सुनाई दिया, 'भागो-भागो ! भुसल-खाने के रास्ते से बचो। आग लगी हवेली में, आग !' मुझे कुछ समझ में न आया मैं क्या करूँ। मैं वहीँ पड़ी रही, डरी हुई, थोडी मरी हुई। "

"हाँ, खोजो, यही कही पड़ी होगी। साली की लाश मेरे कमरे से मिलेगी तो मुसीबत हो जायेगी। खोजो ! "

छोटे ठाकुर की आवाज़ ने बेहोश जामुनी को झंझोड़ कर उठा दिया । उठी तो अपने कमरे के दरवाज़े को आधा टूटा, आधा गिरा पाया। धीमें कदमों से किसी तरह वह हवेली के पिछवाडे पहुंची। उधर ही एक पेड़ के नीचे खड़ी बैलगाड़ी में स्वयम को छुपा लिया। कब संध्या हुई, और कब बैलगाड़ी शहर पहुँच गयी, जामुनी को कुछ न मालूम पड़ा।

"अरे ऐ ! कौन है रे तू ? मेरी बैलगाड़ी में क्या रोटियाँ पका रही है? चल उतर ! "

जामुनी, अजनबी रास्तों में, हैरॉन परेशान सी खो जाती है। शेहेर की सड़क पर लेटी थी, कि एक वर्दी-वाला उसे छेड़ने लगता है। दो दिन कि भूखी, यह लड़की कुछ जान समेट कर भागती है। अचानाक माँ के आँचल जैसे स्पर्श से टकरा जाती है। ऊपर देखती है, तो एक हिंजड़ा उसके सामने खड़ा होता है।

" क्या हुआ री ? यह ***** पुलिसवाले भी ! हुह ! बचियों को भी नहीं बक्शते ! कौन है रे तू ? कहाँ से आई है ? पहले कभी इस इलाके में न देखा तुझे ? अरे रानी, तुझे तो बुखार है री ! "

रानी ।।।।। रानी ।।।।। मानो , माँ ने जामुनी को पुकारा हो !

"ऐ हवलदार, छोड़ दे इसे । यह अपनी है । भटक गयी थी । आ रानी, तू मेरे साथ चल ।"

और तब से वह हिंजड़ा मेरी ताई-माँ बन गया। कभी भीख मांग कर, कभी शादियों में बारातियों को लूटकर, कभी कहीं लड़का होने पर बधाई लेकर, मुझे पाला उसने। थोड़ा पड़ना लिखना सिखाया, थोड़ा संगीत में शिक्षा दी।और आज से दो ऋतू पहले ताई-माँ मेरे साथ बम्बई आई। और कल, कल सुबह सिनेमा में मेरी सबसे पहली फिलम, बतोड़ गाईका लगेगी।

हुह!

" और कुछ जानना चाहेंगे आप ? "

" हूँ ? हः।।।।। जी नहीं । " आमिर के गले में मानो स्वर ही सुख गयें हों।

अगले दिन , जामुनी पड़ती है ,

" कुछ हैरान, कुछ गुमा हुआ
कुछ खोया, कुछ जागा हुआ
कुछ प्यासा, कुछ जलता हुआ
कुछ रोता, कुछ छुपा हुआ
कुछ भीगा, कुछ खिलखिलाता हुआ
कुछ अमीर, कुछ मचलता हुआ
कुछ रंगीन, कुछ सुखा हुआ
कुछ जीता, कुछ मरता हुआ
कुछ बंजर, कुछ गाता हुआ सा अतीत है गाईका जामुनी जी का ।

"दैनिक जागरण, जून 5, 2001
लेखक : आमिर मुहम्मद
*****
एक मुसकुराहट काफ़ी है जीने के लिए,
एक हिंजड़ा भी काफ़ी है, माँ बनने के लिए.......

Cuk-A-Doo-Coo

Ste: 1....2...3...

Sandeep: Continue

Ste: 10...11....12...Sorry Saarr

Sandeep: Go on

Ste: 25...26....27...Please Saarrr

Sandeep: Nothing doing...Keep going...

Ste: 56..57...58...Saaarrr

Sandeep: hmmm...

Ste: 98...99...100...Plz Plz

Sandeep: Ok. Stop. This time it was only sit-ups. But next time you come to class without completing your homework, I will make you a "MURGA"...and mind it..i will ensure that you lay eggs as well!

King Of All, Jack of none..!!

Sandeep: French?

Ste: Yeah. Top to bottom.

Sandeep: Malayalam?

Ste: Yeah. Left to right.. I know it that well.

Sandeep: Wow… You know Tamil?

Ste: I can dance with it…Wat do you think..eh??

Sandeep: Baap re!! You know so many languages Ste..!!

Ste: Yeah, I know 20 languages. English is my bestest’est.

March 20, 2009

I Am Sorry KAN,this is for you!!


THIS IS FOR YOU KAN AND YOU KNOW IT WHY

That night would just be a night,
If I hadn't met her.
For her,I was just a virtual friend,
a friend with no face,no voice.
In this world of Virtuality,
we turned onto really good friends.
Frail thoughts and fragile words,
and now they aren't the same.
and our friendship became tame.
Sorry is what I could say,
For they don't wish any fray.
Remember those late night chats,
those friendly words and smiles,
and today everything seems to be washed away.
Friends we were,
On the crossroads of life,
I promised to wish you and greet you.
"Hey KAN, I know you ," is what you wanted me to say.
Remember the poem that you wrote for this pal.
Excited I was ,and Emotional I turned.
Thanks for being my friend ,
in this virtual world of reality.
Am sorry for whatever happened.
I hope you forget it ,
as a bad dream, and talk to me soon.
I Am Sorry KAN.

(I know how hard it must be feeling for you.I never realized that it would hurt you to such an extent.... thanks for being my friend ...hope you talk to me soon...wrote a poem after many months ...forgive me )

Soar high

Just wanted to write this after reading Gaurav's "void" poem


The free fall,
the cold air,
the feeling of
being weightless..
It gives you a high!!

But don't let
this freedom,
this ecstacy,
fool you so soon..
Life won't let you lie!!

Bottomless pit
is jsut an illusion,
a blinding light
can fill the abyss
lock your eyes with life!!

A somersault,
bow and bend,
spread your wings
held by hope
soar back in the sky!!


THE RAINBO(Y)W


Whosoever said that writers have a strong memory surely never met me. This beautiful incident took place recently when the weather Gods were in showering mood.

Since the morning the Sun was playing hide and seek with the clouds. When I left home for Math class I could smell love in the air. But Pooh! Pooh! Why did Sir have to announce a surprise Math test only today?? And like always, I performed worst. Donkey ! Half of my mood was spoilt then and the rest half in the tennis session. I lost consecutively three tennis sets to this 'not-so-cool' gal. Finally, I decided to skip my dance class and spend the evening in the Nature's laps narrating my sorrowful plaints to it.

I went on a ride with my friend Chini. And dears! Words fail me to express how I felt. The wandering clouds filched all my losses and pains. In moments I dissolved myself in the company of soothing winds, only when, "HONK! HONK!" The folk on the motorcycle ahead of me brought me back to my senses. I just narrow-escaped an accident. Chini started screaming at me. She was furious. Wow! So many odds happening in just one day. Beautiful!! Now only he could bring a smile on my frowned face (for all ye quick minds he denotes 'GOD'). If he sends rain I'd be 'chirpy-cheerful' again. By now Chini had taken bike from me and was making sure that I'm dropped safely inside my cocoon.

But BINGO!! It started raining cats and dogs. We took shelter under a huge historic banyan tree. I looked up in the sky and found Sun so very helpless. It was his time to shine but dark rainy clouds punished him. Hey! How am I supposed to know for what? I was just letting my mood take swings in cold breeze perfumed with wet Earth. Just as a raindrop fell on a leaf I deciphered the leaf dancing and smiling. All became so pure and serene. Yet something was missing.

Suddenly a boy on his bike joined us. Our eyes met for a fraction of second and the next thing my eardrums collected was,

"Hi!"

"Hi?" Did he say to me? But I guess we were strangers. He repeated, smiling at me. I replied,

"Sorry. I didn't recognize you".

Hearing this he became a little of both, perplexed and angry. Nevertheless, he said,

"I know you. You studied in CMS and are too bad at Math"

Ahaan! What a perfect description of me…..are too bad at Math!! And expects me to befriend him! But my mind halted and heart panicked, "Is he a stalker?" He then said,

"Hey! Look at that. A rainbow. Once all the colours entered into an argument on who's superior. Just then God said: "None. You are nothing without eachother. From today when it rains each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of colours as a reminder that you can all live in peace. The rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow". And so whenever a good rain washes the world a rainbow appears in the sky. Ilashree".

Hullo! Hullo! I heard a striking stranger calling my name.

"How do you know my name?" I questioned.

"In 2003 we both participated in Chess Expo in CMS. I was in XII and you in IX then. Remember?"

Oh Ya! Some faint figures clouded my mind.

" Do you want Math tuitions from me?"

"But….." he paused me in the midway,

"You asked me a math problem then and the way I explained you said you'd loved to be taught by me".

Oh my saviour, saviour, saviour!! I was looking for you dear!! My heart palpitated.

"If you don't mind, have my number".

The rain had ceased and he'd left. Chini was at it again. "Why did you give him way? Don't you know boys…….."

Humph!! Well I've to end it up now. The Rainboy must be coming and I am still left with seven unsolved quirky questions….. Yeah! He teaches me now… Well, all strangers aren’t bad!!!!



( After creating so much of furore in WL through just my very second post, I am posting this one to simply lighten the airs. I don't want people to pereceive me in wrong light. If I am here in WL, my writings are for the loungers and not for myself. So, its okay, if anything gets deleted, I'll bounce back with something that appeals to the loungers taste. )

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Black Heart




















Greetings to everyone. I'm Ragpicker just another fool fell from the sky :) .
This is going to be my first post and I'm very glad to be the part of WL community.I have been reading the posts here for quite sometime now and I really appreciate the quality of the posts here. This place feels like a truckload of talents on fire every hour of the day :P.

Well I'll try to keep a fictional story going through transcripts of little conversations of a guy called Evan who faces blackouts frequently followed by some nonsense poetry. I hope you will enjoy it ! Forgive me if you find any retarded typos as I'm mostly on drugs all the time and I can barely see the screen.

Thanks and regards.
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Silence : Evan , wake up ! Do you feel something now ?
Evan(gasping) : Yeah , I feel now .. I feel nothingness in everything .



Snatched up smiles from burned up and smoldering lips
Inside the voice these words just unwillingly slips
Weaving a whirlwind of nomadic faith that flips
Gripping in fear , this divine resonance equips

A sack full of dark nails of love gets dumped
Instead of blood, a perpetual pain gets pumped
Principles of uncertainty has found a certain solace
Inside a cardiac absolution every breathe is numbed

Mid-summer ventures through a drought unseen
Another desire becomes another thoughtless sin
A blackhole in making , a center stripped of remorse
Like the blind eye of a tornado eroding a cosmic theme

Deceptive icons residing in arteries of infallible rectitude
Blinded to this blackhole , ego is the visible solitude
But strangely a moment awaits deep inside the veins
Smoking life to this center , once that was deeply chewed

A chase for the same whirlwind, creates a radius of this center
The deep incisions of reality that sparks the suffering's inventor
Silver illusions of what was once felt like a doorway to hope
Is now locked up inside by the ashes of extreme surrender

Constricted by the wait, it wears the scars of innocence
it wears the cold memories , it wears the candid absence
Convulsion of infinite tears deepens the blackhole now
Provoking a misplaced foe that searches for a conscience

Subdued by conviction, when it needed a console
The artifacts of the center , this is pain on a payroll
The radius and the eye are the artists of such canvas
Sketching my heart black , blacker than the charcoal

Almost lost and Almost recovered - chapter 5


Drowned in sorrow?
Hold your breath.
Just an illusion.

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That evening while riding back home in their ladybird bicycles Maanu and Malar witnessed a stray dog which was new to the neighborhood being chased out of the street by the tamed ones. They arrived at a conclusion that the world was indeed cruel and intolerant.

Months passed by and it was time to bid adieu to the pretty pinaforms as they transformed into pants and salwars for the high school era gradually came to an end pushing them into a university for under graduation. Maanu and Karthick made into one of the prestigious universities in Chennai for their engineering degrees. Malar was also in the same university but she had chosen a dental sciences degree to try and fulfill her mother's dream of making a doctor out of her since her marks were not adequate enough for her to take up general medicine. Maanu's family decided against her dreams of becoming an astro-biologist following the unanticipated crash of the Colombia Spacecraft while she was writing her 11th grade exams. 

Shanti and Chandran left Maanu at the 'A' block hostel corridor and returned home with a heavy heart. Shyama was all tears leaving behind Malar at the 'B' block, the dental block. The university, being only a few hours away from southern Andra Pradesh was also a popular destination for the well to do Telugu family kids in search of quality professional education. Maanu's room mates Sailaja and Sirisha fell in that category. From their comfort levels for each other Maanu was certain that they must have been friends for quite some time now. She was not wrong Sailu and Siri were high school buddies. 

First day at the university brought an untold grimness into Maanu. The only face she was familiar with in her class was that of her so called high school mate, Karthick, the one who had called her a Golti. Fortunately. the three room mates got into good terms with each other well within a week since they shared the same desk at class as well. Maanu's tinge of Telugu did the trick. Nevertheless, Sailu would still address Maanu as "Arawa pilla*". Maanu had stopped being sensitive to such calls after the disastrous biology lab session two years ago for she had understood that her reaction will only be considered futile. Maanu would occasionally meet Malar during dinner hours when they would chit chat about their survival strategies. 

Once during the first semester when Sailu and Siri had left for their hometown Maanu walked alone back to the hostel after the day's class. As bad luck would have it she was summoned by a group of senior boys ready to shatter her peace of mind. Maanu almost fainted when she recognized that the boy towards the right corner in the gang was none other than Karthick himself.  

"So I gather you are one of those Goltis." one person started out. 

Either they must have been observing her association with Sailu and Siri or her very own high school buddy should have had a hand' Maanu wondered. She did not reply. Should she deny? That she was not a Telgi and that she could speak decent Tamil being born and brought up in Tamilnadu. Or shouldn't she? Telugu was her mother tongue and she must be proud of being a Telgi. Maanu bent her head down without uttering a word.

"But anna* she hails from my place Coimbatore. She is my high school buddy. I know her very well. She is more of Tamil anna. She is my friend." Karthick's voice daggered into the surrounding silence. Maanu could not believe her ears.

"Oh you know her Karthick. I thought she was a Telugu up from Andra. You may leave then. But tell me, what is you name girlie ?" Their head asked.

"Maanasa" replied Maanu and started off to the hostel as quick as her legs would carry her. 

"Maanu. Maanu listen." Karthick came rushing.
"Wont you talk to me Maanu?" 
"But Karthick you have called me by names while at school. And now you say that I am a Tamil and not a Telugu. I don't understand Karthick. "
"Hey Maanu that was my way of having fun. Watching you cry, for you will never react to other stuff. I regret now if I had hurt you Maanu. What you have seen today is real. How can I ever let down a girl who hails from my place? You are a Tamil and we are friends." Maanu was dazed. Yet they shook hands

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Arawa pilla : Tamil girl. The language Tamil is known as "Arawam" in Telugu.
Anna: Translates to elder brother in Tamil.


  

Kaash...



kaash main keh paata
tum kitni yaad aati thi,
kaash mujhko maloom hota
mujhko kitna tum chaahti thi.

kaash maine socha hota
tum kitna dard sehti thi
kaash mujhe samajh aata
kya tumahri aankhein kehti thi.

kaash maine samjha hota,
pyaar mujhse kitna tumne kya
meri ek hansi ke liye
kitna kuch has kar khoya.

kaash main kabhi to kehta
ki tum hi meri zindagi thi
par inkaar ke dar se chup raha,
nahi bataya jo tum khojto thi..

kaash maine ye jaana hota
jo khushi maine dua maangi,
vo manzil main khud hi tha
shayad alag hoti fir ye kahani.

SlumBitch Loser !

Recently, Freida Pinto was all over the news for her totally brilliant ( What ? )
role in Slum Dog Millionaire and her undercover engagement.

Personally I don’t care a flying fuck to whatever goes in her personal life but since
sometime my opinion/likings towards film actors/people have been changing
of some of the things they do/did in their personal life

This one for instance was going around with this guy Rohan Antao for years
since college…got engaged…got a break in films…and suddenly realized that
she can get better..she can get richer guys..she can get famous guys.
This guy did not suit her 'oh so hi profile' personality. Simple is not
what she wanted now, low profile is not her taste now.
Normal people don’t fit her criteria now.

Is love such a shallow thing that it comes and goes with time ? Does it
depend on riches, popularity or both ? Is a partner for marriage/boyfriend
looked upon from his wealth and cars? Where are the days when honesty in
love mattered more than worldy pleasures ? Where are the days, when love
overtook good, bad and the ugly ? Where are the days when a girl and guy
would promise each other a lifetime of togetherness and mean it ?
Where are the days when sex meant ‘making love’ and not ‘having fun’ ?

And all I would hear after all this is, be practical brother, grow up and a rant
on what money can go.

Money can feed you, can give you all the swank you want, BUT MONEY CAN
NEVER give you the affection that you would always get from real love, money
cannot give you the touch on your hand, a peck on your cheeks from true
love, it cannot buy u you that twinkle in the eye.

Why believe in Bible, Bhagwat Geeta Or the Quaran when they are as old as
this rant about love? Start with devious things outside and try and wash
them inside a temple/church/mosque ?

He ll surely listen, listen to your prayers….In your dreams :P

I am glad i am not part of this 'dirty' meaning of love, I am glad I have values
that will put a billionaire to shame and I am glad I could never be pinned
down by guilt as I am not player, Love is devine and thats the only meaning
which registers in my dictionary!

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The host is pathetic, The show is pathetic, the audience is pathetic, I am going home - Coldplay

An Official Apology to WL

Considering this is my just the second day on WL, and my very own second post too ( the one below ' Jaamuni - Ek Gaaika' , I so much fear of it being censored !

But to all, who would feel so, I must clear, I really DON'T have any intentions to attack the integrity of WL, or by any means arouse any offence to either WL or its very beloved writers.

I understand, for every blog there are certain codes of conduct, and if my this post, or for any reason, any other post, fails to do so, I sincerely apologize. Not for writing such stuff, but for having unknowingly drawn myself over the fence.

My thoughts are free, if someone, doesn't appreciate them, they have all the rights to delete the post. I wouldn't even ask an explanation. But don't mistake me for offending anyone in any respect.

And this is an official 'Please See- Apology' to everyone, for any of my on the verge of 'censored' posts, now, and in future.

With high respect and regards to WL,
Ilashree Goswami

March 19, 2009

Exam Superstitions


hello friends iam writing this because i want to know your thoughts on this.

i saw this things on my neighbours roof when iam walking in the evening with headset in my ears and iam listening the radio mirchi 98.3 FM and suddenly i saw this and quickly i capture the pic from my mobile.

i asked that small girl that why she wrote this ,she said "taaki hum acche number se pass ho jaye" now it is her exam superstition and every one of us has some superstition in exam specially.

i also get lot of time the sms's like "this sms is came from shirdi don't ignore it and forward it to 12 people you will get good news by night and if you ignore you will fail in exams"

and every time i said to my friends that don't send this type of sms's your result does not depends on this type of sms's but they said that 'risk kon le".

i never believe in any exam superstition and i always thought that just work hard and do your best.
i just carry gel pen for exams that i never used whole year and this is not my superstition it is just my handwriting will get understand the checker otherwise it will like"aap likho aur khuda baache".

so friends did you have any exam superstition's just tell here .

Of Me and Pigeons!



Pigeons… [Sigh]…

Wikipedia says, “Pigeons are stout-bodied birds with short necks and short slender bills with a fleshy cere. The species commonly referred to just as the "pigeon" is the feral Rock Pigeon, common in many cities”. Well, these are the ones that have made my life miserable! Most of you who read any of my tags must be wondering, why do I always mention Pigeons in anything that I post about myself? Especially when I talk about hatred or fear. Well here are the answers to all the questions and wonderings:

Pigeons for me are like… The most irritating living organisms. They are so ugly, actually forget about ugly, that is the way that God made them, besides that is individual preference. But they are so dumb! I have seen them going round and round… Rotating around themselves for a whole day continuously! And to top it all off, they are super duper pricey! I mean, they just fly into our house [without permission. But it is ok because they are dumb] and they just sit anywhere, they fly here and there without caring about running fans on the ceilings. And when you try to hit them or throw hot water near them to shoo them away, they come back again! They are so stupid, they just flap their wings in that irritating fashion and I just cannot take that noise. Oh how can I forget their Ghutar Ghutar… The worst sound in this world. And I am not scared of admitting that I suffer from Liviaphobia [That is what I found when I googled fear of Rock Pigeons].

Why I hate them so much? Well there are a few incidents. The first one was when I was 8 years old, but I still remember it all so vividly, because it is one of those incidents which haunt you for the rest of your life. Well so I was playing downstairs with all the other kids, and back then we did not have a playground so we used to play “Pakda Pakdi” around the building. And I was being chased, so I was running full speed, I remember I had a good lead too… And I turned around for one second to see how far the boy who had been chasing me was, and right at that moment my leg fell into this small bucket which was lying in my way. Instantly I felt something biting my leg, and when I looked down it was a Pigeon! And it was flapping its wings rapidly and biting the hell out of me. Oh my God, I was so scared… I still remember. The watchman had to come and save me! I cried so much! L

The second incident was once when I was napping in the afternoon time at my place, and I had the best dream. I was 12 years old that time, and I used to watch a lot of WWE. My hard crush was The Rock [Dwayne Johnson] and I was dreaming about him! In the dream I was witnessing his match with Triple H for the WWE title [It was WWF back then] and The Rock won hands down. Then he asked me out on a date and took me to a seashore in his arms. There was a table where we were to have dinner. So we sat facing each other and gazed into each others eyes, and then suddenly he picked up a knife and started stabbing into my palm really rapidly! I was crying for help and I woke up from my dream just to find out an ugly Pigeon dancing on my palm. I was so irritated! I had screamed my lungs out that time!

Since then, I am petrified of Pigeons! They have such an adverse effect on my life… I cannot sleep till late in the morning, because in my house especially in New Delhi we don’t have grills, and my Boyfriend refuses to have any! And at about 8 30 AM every single day they just fly into the house and invade the whole room! Not to forget their loud Ghutar Ghutar which echoes in the whole house. Even if I sleep at say 5 AM, I have a recurrent alarm tuned everyday for 8 AM when I wake up and close the windows. I have forgotten how it is like to stand at the window, because even if a Pigeon flies at a distance of say 1 meter, I start screaming and yelling like a woman who has been possessed by some Aatma! And it is all so uncalled for, I have scared all the people around by this behavior and I have almost stopped socializing because of this! My boyfriend is so unhappy living with me because I don’t let him sleep either! What is more, I have been named “The girl who is scared of Pigeons.”

I hope someday I am able to conquer this fear of mine because I think it is extremely shameful for a girl whose profession itself is based in the sky. I am not scared of anything else! Be it Lizards, Cockroaches, Crows [I Love them!] or even Vultures, Seagulls or Eagles. It is just these Pigeons! But, at the end of the day they are nature’s creation too, so I have to respect them. But one day…. “Somebody gonna get a hurt real bad…!!



from the eyes of a Chennaite :D


In the lanes of chennai
can you see amazing sights
not just brawl or petty fights
especially in the nights
among dazzling lights
displayed are wares in pretty might
excuding and glowing bright
hope it was good insight
so catch your flight
and just sit tight
be here overnight
incredible imagining alright
sure it will delight
nothing to fright
anytime i'm your knight
so in peace alight
during twilight
and be the usual wight
learning about chennai's sleight
and lets not be slight
with a torchlight
being ultralight
hop around with hindsight
and more foresight
enjoying spright
in dimly lit streetlights
also learn about peoples plight
bring the issues spotlight
and be citizens upright
have dinner by candlelight
munch on cookies got inflight
and not be overweight
later in hospital blight
eight can only be eight
so it rhymes right
because it contains ight
this is going nowhere straight
because the writer is not ultra bright
funny typing it all tonight

phew!!! end of it... even i couldnt bear..so am ending this here... but still there are words ending with ight...maybe some other time :P

this is my first attempt at aimless humour especially in poetry, shall try to write a more meaningfull and also describing in detail about chennai culture,food,places et cetra :D

helping me in this endeavour was this website www.morewords.com and last but not least, my ever loving WordWeb software with which i couldnt have gotten here,feeling notaglic...lol... :D .. writing in front of you and of course myself :P

Good Old School days......



When
The school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and
benches!

When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books
and notes!

When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
managed to line up daily for the morning prayers..
We learnt writing with
slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!

When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Color pencils and finally sketch pens!
When we started calculating
first with tables and then with
Clarke's tables and advanced to
Calculators and computers!

When we chased one another in the
corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat!

When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds,
under the trees and even in cycle sheds!

When all the colors in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays!
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!

When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!

When few played
'kabadi' and 'Kho-Kho' in scorching sun,
While others simply played
'book cricket' in the
Confines of classroom!

Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!
When we used to
watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day,
and the annual School Day ,
And the one-month long
preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most
enjoyed holidays after them!

Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!

We learnt,
We enjoyed,
We played,
We won,
We lost,
We laughed,
We cried,
We fought,
We thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more!

Gone are the days
When we used
to talk for hours with our friends!
Now we don't have time to say a `Hi'!

Gone are the days
When we played games on the road!
Now we
Code on the road with laptop!

Gone are the days
When we saw stars Shining at Night!
Now we see stars when our code doesn't Work!

Gone are the days
When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!
Now we chat in chat rooms......!

Gone are the days
Where we
studied just to pass!
Now we study to save our job!

Gone are the days
Where we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our hearts!!
Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!

Gone are the days
Where we shouted on the road!
Now we don't shout even at home

Gone are the days
Where we got lectures from all!
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....!!

Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and ever .....

Gone are the Days.... But still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!!

NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,
DONT FORGET TO
LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL
EXISTS...... ...


(Thanks a lot Mannu for writing this.Yes,I still remember those days when we used Writing pads as our bat to play cricket.Do,you remember John Vada pav wala?Yaar,you made us happy by writing this.Thanks a lot Manpreet.You rock.....Hope we get back to school one day to meet our teachers....some one who loved us.Hugs!!)

Where is that love?


"No talking business...just admiring," said Mrigank.

"Oh, tell her what you have been feeling for her for the last two years," I said.


I tried and explained to him that this 'admiring' business would not help him anyway! He would have to talk to her...I knew what Mrigank felt for Vidhi. She was not extraordinarily pretty, she was not an extrovert and she was always uncomfortable when it came to talking to new people.


Mrigank loved Vidhi because she was one of the most innocent faces he had seen, she was simple, she did not talk to many people but she was the best friend one could ever have...when she smiled...Mrigank always said that she resembles a blooming flower!


That evening we met...I was there with Mrigank and Vidhi. After hitting him so many times with my elbow and stamping on his feet...he finally spoke to Vidhi and said those three magical words to her! Phew...what a relief it was for me!! You know why...because I always knew he was the one for Vidhi...they looked picture perfect!! And finally the day had come!! Vidhi left without telling him what she felt. Mrigank felt confused...he could not sleep that night.


A week later I met Vidhi...she told me that she always liked Mrigank. She was so surprised when he proposed her...she could not understand...she could not talk! I called Mrigank to the nearby market and Vidhi spoke to him there! She told him that she loved him...! Ever since then...they were inseperable. Vidhi understood what Mrigank had to say even before he uttered a word...and so did Mrigank...such was their understanding.


They are married now. They have two kids...a boy and a girl. But there is something that is wrong...it seems that their marriage is on the rocks now. They are perhaps going through the toughest time. Vidhi told me that Mrigank's behaviour had changed...he had started being rude to her...he never showed his love for Vidhi anymore. There were so many problems. I spoke to Mrigank...he had his own issues with Vidhi's behaviour. He thought Vidhi did not understand him anymore...he also told me something that I did not expect...he told me that she was not the same Vidhi anymore...the one whom he had fell in love with.


I understood. Their story made me question myself - Does love fade away with time? Where is the love that made so many couples feel jealous of Mrigank and Vidhi? The only answer I could think of was this -


With time, responsibilities increase, some promises are kept and some broken. There was a time when you did possibly anything and everything to be with your loved one... today the times may be different. But the love is still the same...it will be the same forever. All you need to do is relive those moments...a little more love is all it takes!! A little more effort in expressing the love...a little smile... a little bundle of care...

Show your love to your loved ones...tell them you care... Life will never have a full stop...nor will our greed have! Everyone is into the mad rat race...there is no finishing line to it. But in the mad rat race, we forget what importance we hold in the lives' of our loved ones...we forget to express what we feel for them. Life can wait...


Go ahead and tell your loved ones what you feel for them. Tell them how much they mean to you...and you'll see all the grudges fading away and a new sunrise with lot more hopes!


Cheers

*PEACE*

"He" or "She" - Twisted

Continued from here

Stephen: "It’s him. Abhey woh ladka hain"
Sandeep: "What?"
Stephen: "It’s not a girl as you are thinking"
Sandeep: "Please dont create a scene here. Our bus will come in the next 10 minutes"
Stephen: "What Bus? To heaven? From the 17th floor..ha ha ha"
Sandeep: "What 17th floor? We are at the bus stop. Can’t you see?"
Stephen: "What? How did I end up here? Did you not ask me to check out that person standing there which according to you is a chick?"
Sandeep: "Yes. I did. The one in the blue saree. 2nd from the left. She has been noticing you since the last five minutes. I bet she knows you."
Stephen: "Arre. I thought you were pointing at that person. It’s “him”. Woh ladka hain. "
Sandeep: "That one?"
Stephen: "Yes. The brown one. It’s “him”. Woh ladka hain."
Sandeep: "I think I will hire a taxi. You have gone nuts. Why do you drink so much?"
Stephen: "Shut up! Can’t you see the brown skinned male standing there next to the pole? It’s “him”…abhey woh ladka hain"
Sandeep: "That’s a dog! Kadavulle(Oh my God)!!"

Life goes on so....




Heart : I miss him so much ..
Mind : nothing new.. you miss all your friends.... but yes, with him its different i see.. Do you love him ?
Heart : Unless you consider it romantically, yes I do love him.. He is the best person to come in my life.. and i miss him out of fear of losing him..
Mind : You doubt him ? And what will you say ? What's the reason to miss him ??
Heart : I guess he will understand it.. He should know me and also how much he is valued.
Mind : Not all candid conversations are taken in right sense. Don't act in impulse.
Heart : Well, i will have to take the risk.. I will not rest untill then.


And without letting my mind speak again, i picked up my cell and called him up. Three long rings and i reached his voicemail box. I cut the call without a word.He anyway doesnt check his voice mails.I saw the time,1:00 AM! Gosh!! he will be mad at me for being awake so late,i thought to myself as i lay down staring at the ceiling. Memories playing in my mind and tears blinding my vision.I shut my eyes to hold them back.. afraid i might lose some memory if i cry. I try his number again after every 5 min till i fall asleep.

Morning after every such night is horrible.There is a feeling of guilt in my heart to miss him so much even after i promise the reverse after every call. A feeling to stop my heart beats which are tied to his thoughts. A desire to go into deep slumber and await his return to wake up..Maybe then i will not miss him.. maybe then he too will have some peace from me.. Maybe thats what he wants but is shy to ask.. to ask me to leave him alone..

But i turn a deaf ear to such ideas and a blind eye to such implied gestures.. And with refueled hopes, i adorn a smile as i step outside my self created cocoon of memories. Another week later, i know i will be standing at these crossroads again.. Again i will miss him.. again i will cry... and next day, to be independent, again i will try.. till i either lose myself or gain him back....

'He' or 'She'

"Are we high,"Sandeeep asked Ste.
"Are we?,"Ste replied back.

"I guess we are," Sandeep said.
"How?,"Ste asked him.
"Guess Guess,"Sandeep grinned.
"Tell me naa bhai,"Ste got vexed.

"We both are drinking Vodka,"Sandeep said.
"So,we are high ehh,"Ste said.
"No," Sandeep said.
"We are at the 17th floor now,"Sandeep winked.
"You and your jokes,"Ste kicked Sandeep.

After 5 more pegs Sandeep lost his control.
"Ste Kanna!!,"Sandeep said.
"What??,"Ste grimaced

"Look 'shez' hot?,"Sandeep said.
"Ehh,you touched and 'shez' not!," Ste replied back.

"Shez smiled at me ,bhaii!!,"Sandeep was excited.
"'Shez' didn't?,"Ste said.

"Abhey andhe just look at her man,"Sandeep asked Ste to look at the person.
"No,No," Ste said.

"Dhakkan,dekh usko,"Sandeep got annoyed.
"Haan,you are drunk now," Ste said to Sandeep.
"Kyaa?,"Sandeep asked.

After 3 more pegs of Vodka.
"bhai ,chick ko dekhnaa,"Sandeep said.

"Abhey ,Despo!!its not 'She' ,"Ste said.

"Kya ?,"Sandeep wiped his eyes.
"Its 'him',abhey voh ladka hai,"Ste laughed.

Sandeep was now confused and asked for the bill

Death


She glanced at her watch. It was half-past-six. “Late, again…” she sighed to herself. She had gotten used to this. She waited at the railway station, as trains passed by every few minutes, the boy at the stall cleaned the counter with a rag, half-a-dozen people answered their cell-phones, scores of people passed her by, a couple of guys who looked like rogues checked her out from top to bottom… all this, while she waited for him. “Half an hour is just too much,” she complained to herself, “he’s had it today!”

“Hi jaanu…” he panted.
“Humpphhh,” she looked away.
“Kya hua, late hoon isliye? Kaha na tumse, main der nahi karta, der ho jaati hai!” he teased,
“aur waise bhi, intezaar ke baad hi to pyar ka asli maza aata hai!”

“Yeah, right,” she mocked. He always sweet-talked her into forgetting all the anger and sneaked his way out of the mess.
“Kaisi lag rahi hoon main,” she asked. She’d worn a saree and looked every inch the prototypical young blushing Indian girl.

“Yeh saree kyon aaj, koi tyohar hai kya?” he inquired.
“Haan, tyohar hi samjho. Hamari anniversary ka…” she blushed.

He had conveniently forgotten it… even this time! By now, she’d learnt to take such things in her stride. He was never the one who’d make an effort to remember such occasions. “So what if he doesn’t remember… doesn’t mean he loves me any less!” she’d say in an attempt to console herself.

“Bahut pyaari lag rahi ho…” he said lovingly, looking at her as she blushed.
“Last week hi khareedi. Your favorite color… suits me na? Tum mujhe mummy se milwaane le jaaoge na, tab yahi saree pehnoongi,” she said excitedly, “Ab chalen? All the waiting for you has left me famished!” she laughed.

After grabbing a quick bite, they arrived at their favorite hangout—Joggers’ Park. It was a beautiful little garden by the sea, and this was where they’d first met. Every time they had a reason to celebrate, they’d come here. It was an unspoken, unwritten, but mutually agreed upon fact about their relationship. They walked hand-in-hand up to their favorite bench in the corner from where they could hear the waves, feel the breeze, and enjoy each other’s company.

They sat next to each other on the bench. She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, while he placed his arm on her shoulder, encircled around her.
“Jaan,” she said.
“Haan, bolo..” he replied.
“I love you…” she whispered into his ear, as her lips lightly touched his cheek, his slight stubble brushing against her lips.
“Hmmm…” he said, and looked away into nowhere. She was surprised. He’d never reacted this way.
“Jaan, kya baat ho gayi?” she asked, nervous, tensed up.

He winced. “Kuch nahi,” he said without meaning it.
“Batao mujhe… mera jee ghabra raha hai…” she urged. Their relationship had not exactly been smooth sailing. Parental pressure and opposition to their marriage was bound to be there. But not so soon… she wasn’t ready for this. She cringed.
“Kaho naa…” she urged him again.

“Jaanu…kal meri engagement hai,” he said ominously.

She could not believe what had just been said!


Suddenly, she remembered something. She smiled.
“Haan…” she said, “Mujhse!!! Hai na?” she burst out laughing. “Last time aise hi dara diya thha mujhe tumne! Phir se thhode hi tumhaari baton mein aa jaaoongi?” she mocked.

His expression had not changed. Her heart skipped a beat, still unsure whether he was really joking. “Of course, he’s joking,” she calmed herself, “he is a good actor… always fools me! Lekin aaj main bhi dekhti hoon…” she geared herself up.

“Jaanu, kal seriously meri engagement hai…” he repeated.

“Really…” she teased, “mujhe invite karne aaye ho? Main kal busy hoon. Thhoda postpone kar lo na. I am sure ladki mind nahi karegi…” she went on.

His face was grim. Her instinct told her that this was not good news. Was it he… or her fate… that was playing games with her? Now she was genuinely worried.
“Jaan, sachchi hai?” she asked uncomfortably, hoping he would answer in the negative.

“Haan. Kal meri engagement hai…” he said morosely, “ladki hamare hi mazhab se hai. Mummy aur daddy ne pasand ki hai. Baat picchle hafte hi tay ho gayi thhi. Par tumhe batane ki himmat hi nahi juta paa raha thha…” he added apologetically,
“I am sorry jaanu, par yahi sach hai.”

She was numbed. The world around her—the waves, the breeze, the birds—had suddenly come to a standstill. A part of her reconfirmed what she had just heard, while another part disagreed. Something within her churned. Suddenly, she could not see his face. Instead, her mind conjured up some random images that played on, in front of her eyes…

Walking on the pavement by the sea, hand-in hand, gazing into each other’s eyes, under one umbrella, in heavy rain…

Holding his hand tightly while watching a horror film in the cinema hall…

Enjoying a carefree ride on his new bike, hugging him tight, feeling the wind blowing through her hair…

Holding on to him inside the crowded compartment of a local train, his arms around her, protecting her from the crowd…

Calling him up in the middle of the night while he was on a night shift, and whispering sweet nothings to each other…

Him escorting her to the examination hall for her entrance exam and handing her his lucky pen…

Posing with him for a photograph on their wedding, when they’d get married…

Making his favorite fried fish to cheer him up when he’d come back home from work, all tired, despite being a vegetarian herself…

Lovingly scolding him for pampering their baby daughter too much…

Tears flowed from her eyes without her even realizing this was happening. Her memories, her dreams had been shattered that very instant. His message, although loud and clear, had not even started to sink in. How could fate have been so cruel to her? She desperately hoped this was a bad dream and her mum would walk in and wake her up the next moment. Alas! That was not to be…she was living all this…

“Par… …hu… h… hum??” she asked. Words failed her.
“I’m sorry,” he managed a meek reply. His voice was choked. Clearly, this wasn’t easy for him too.
“Hum?” she repeated, in a futile effort to make him change his mind.
Jaanu… ho sake toh mujhe maaf kar do. Mujhe apni family ko choose karna pada. Main jaanta hoon main tumhare saath na-insaafi kar raha hoon… par main tumhaare liye apni family ko nahi chhod sakta. Chahe mujhe kamzor ya kuch aur keh lo… par ab kuch nahi ho sakta…” he uttered, his words interspersed with muffled sobs.

He proceeded to hold her hand. She withdrew. Bravely, she wiped her tears and then looked up at the face of the man she’d wanted to trust her life with… unfortunately, in place of him, she saw a complete stranger.
“Chalo yahan se,” she said in a stern voice, surprising herself with her courage, “der ho rahi hai. Ghar jaana hai.”
They hired a cab and sat next to each other. But neither looked at the other nor spoke a word. Deathly silence prevailed. She gave him half the fare, and he understood. He quietly took the money.

For some reason, the crowd at the station was rather thin, comprising hardly a dozen people instead of the usual scores.
“Chalta hoon,” he said without daring to look into her eyes. He turned, and walked away… and disappeared into oblivion.

The gush of tears started, blinding her vision, but that hardly mattered… there was no one to see, no one to look forward to… the few people around her wondered what had happened… but only she knew why she was crying…

At last, she let out a much-suppressed wail…

Someone had just died...


The woman… within her…

PS: Probably sounds like it's all made up, but believe me when I say it's true. It's more of a minute-by-minute account of what happened. Apologies again for having written such a sad story. Guess I have this thing with sad endings, eh? I had originally thought of naming the characters Golu and Bhondu. But Golu and Bhondu seem to be a very happy couple... so decided against it (I can see the relieved look on Sandeep's face!)...
This post also marks the beginning of a hibernation of sorts for me. I'll be back in full swing on the 28th of March (that's after my exams!). Wish me luck people... :)

Purple's Personal Diary ( Teenage Reflections Of A Woman)


June 14, 2003
“Its weekend again, and am chumming. I hate this. How so much I wanted to club this Saturday night, but arrgh , this chums. Menstruation, why don’t guys get it. I mean, its me who has to menstruate, take up this pain for ages every month, and then it’s me only who will one day have to bear a child. Nine months in my tiny belly !! Arrggh And damn, that pain of delivery. And the funniest, mummy says its better to have a normal delivery, caesarian one is not advisable unless there’s something really wrong. You are a woman; you will be able to bear the pain. Everyone does. Damn! I hate being a woman. Periods and no clubbing! That’s all is about me being a woman.”

April 5, 2004
“Today Rohaan tried to smooch me. Though silently I have fantasized this many a times, and today it was just so perfect, but I spoilt it. Now I feel so angry on my own self. We were on the rocks, with this lovely silence surrounding us, and nothing but the deep sound of sea waves breaking the ice time and again, Rohaan was holding my hand. All of a sudden he kissed my hand, I realized his warm kiss. It felt so nice. And then , suddenly, he turned towards me, lifted my chin and drew his lips closer…… “Rohaan! What are you upto?” I burst out.”

March 23, 2004
“Mummy says, a good girl should always stay in her limits. Huh! I guess, it’ll take me a lifetime to understand what my limits are! But mummy seriously didn’t like it when I was drying my hair with the towel in front of my male friends. Vikram and Jack landed home all of a sudden. They wanted to meet me once before my vacations end and I go back to Mumbai. They are my school friends, and when they turned up, my hair were wet, I was just drying them with towel in front of them, and talking with them. I honestly didn’t have any intentions of wooing either of them. Damn, they are my friends.”

January 5, 2005
“My brother’s choice is weird. He asked me to pull off the white short umbrella skirt I was wearing and change to denims. He gave no explanations, he simply wanted me to change! Huh! I cross checked self in the mirror. All was fine, no panty lines were visible, nor was it too short. It just made me feel so good. But! I went out with him in Denims!!”

June 5, 2006
“ How so much I tried to convince ma’am that getting wet in the rains, there’s nothing wrong about it. If guys can, why can’t girls. Just because, its Saturday, and you are in your white uniform. That’s not done. But she didn’t agree, and she sent me home, and called up my mother too! Now mummy, she’s a missile. She shouted like anything. I don’t like it when she tries to gender rationalize this way. I mean, what’s wrong? It was raining in the recess time, and guys were getting wet, some were even playing football, but none of the girls were. I love rains, so I just freaked out under the lovely cool sky. It was bliss. Getting drenched is anytime being in heaven. But she shouted. You know why? Cause she is a mummy, and I am a daughter. I am not a son no!”

…… And Purple, closed her chest of teenage diaries. Today, at 50, she realizes what all she lost just cause of succumbing to the tag ‘woman’.
Hence, today, through WL, Purple wants to convey this message to every girl and woman out there.



Remember, you are first a human, then a woman and all other tags, Muslim, Indian and others, follow later.



This is your body. Use it just the way you want. Your body is the greatest instrument you can ever own in your teenage and in your 20s.



A smooch is just a smooch. Its supposed to make you feel good. There’s nothing wrong about the expressions of love. Don’t think much. By the time you’ll be 50, you might land up thinking, there’s a lot more you could have enjoyed than you did.



Live life like the way you want, regardless of what the world will think of you. In the end its all between you and God.



Learn to embrace your feminism. Learn to love the fact that you are a woman, and every month you chum because you hold the power to give birth to a whole new life dammit! Giving birth is no pain, it’s the most loveliest feeling, and many guys I have met, wished they could enjoy maternity instead of woman.



Lastly, your life, is your life. Whatever you do, remember, 20 years down the lane, you will be more disappointed with the things you couldn’t do , than the one’s you did.



And yeap, those pimples, nobody even notices them Go, enjoy, flirt, club and dance like a human, not like a woman!!

( Its my very first post at WL. I am so much thankful to Pretty Prats aka Pratibha, Kingsley ( though I like to call him John!) , and ofcourse the admin, Kajal, for finally inviting me. I am sure, people will like it. Afterall I write so good. SMILES :) )













The Magic Candle

## Continued from here: The Magic Unfolds

** Similar posts: The Dilemma, The Fog
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Oh my God! Who turned off the lights Golu? Shit. No current!! We are engulfed in darkness.

Seems it is going to rain today Kajal. Look at the strong winds rattle the windows. Let me just shut them close.

Don’t you even dare to move Sandeep! Please Golu. Just keep sitting besides me. Don’t move an inch.

Arre! Why Bhondu? Oops. I forgot. My Bhonduraam is scared of the dark. I am here daa. Right besides you. What is there to fear? Don’t you feel safe besides me?

I do Golu. Very safe. Just that it’s a little unnerving. I have been scared of dark all my life.

*Sounds of lightening striking. Kajal let out a shriek and tightened her grip on Sandeep’s arms*

Ouch! He he…Bhondu…Why do you girls grow your nails so much?

Ohhh…isn’t it cool? Idiot…dare you say anything about them……huh

My darling Bhonds! I like you the way you are. I love you daa. Not for your coolness. Not for your fashion quotient. But for your simplicity. For you being “you”. And you look ravishing in traditional. I couldn’t take my eyes off you at Neha didi’s wedding last week. You looked like an angel daa. An angel from heaven. An angel who has been addressed to me from the courier company up there in heaven. Till last night I had been thinking that there has been some mistake in the address that the guys up there in heaven had programmed you with. How else could I explain a good for nothing morsel like me besides an angel like you?

Never ever say anything like that. You are my best man. I have seen your soul. It is pure and divine. That’s all that matters for me. And about everything else...they do not even make it to my list!

Come closer bhondu. Let me give you a tight hug…….Wow….A free kiss with that hug from the great Bhondu Singh! Yey!! What an offer! He he….I can only say one thing bhondu…I feel blessed.

Maharani prasanna huvi. Hey Golu, tell me one thing. Are you afraid of the dark?

Yes. I am. All of us have this fear of dark. And you fear it too. I know that. And these nail marks on my arm will make sure that I remember that for some days atleast.

Shut up! Why is that Golu? Why have I always been afraid of the dark?

Dr. Brian Weiss says that the fears of our present lives are a result of our past lives. So if you had drowned to death in one of your previous births, there will always be that phobia dear. Same holds true for all other fears as well. Lemme think. Hmmmm…You might have died in a dark cellar in the 17th century sweetheart. You were a brave soldier back then Bhondu. A cute little soldier. The cutest among all male soldiers. He he…

Ewwww…I will slap you Golu. I am shit scared sitting in the dark here. The only respite is that I have you besides. And you are scaring the living daylights out of me with all these spooky tales about re-birth and phobia’s. I don’t want this scientific explanation to my phobia. I want one of my Golu special explanations. Demystifying complex things for his Bhondu.

He he…you will turn me into a philosopher for sure! And people will call me as Baba SandeepDev!! He he…hmmm…let’s see. Why are you afraid of the dark? Hmmm…simple! Bhondu….do things which are unknown to you instill fear in you?

Yes. I am a coward! No?

Right. We all are afraid of the dark. We all are afraid of the “unknown”. Dark stands for all things “unknown”. Why do elephants always move around in herds while shifting their base? Fear of the “unknown”. Why do hunters like lions and tigers have their territories and seldom go beyond that? Fear of the “unknown”. Why does a small kid panic when he gets lost in a fair? Fear of the “unknown