sachin jinx!

So so Sachin falls yet again without a century this year for sixth time. Yea yea it does bother India and we are indeed waiting for the jinx to break.

I was surfing through the stupid channels in the television today and got glued to a news channel, having an interaction session with numerologist and astrologer who were doing a postmortem on the jinx.

Astrologer says Sachin is a taurus by western astrologer and buffalo by chinese, and he goes to say that bull and buffalo are cousins and have same habits and Sachin has gotten into a rut and it's a habit that can't be get ridden easily. So his advice to the master blaster is to try to get out of that rut and he should start wearing a copper ring. OKKK!!!

Now comes numerologist, according to him jersey number 10 is not an auspicious number in numerology. Number #10 is called as wheel of fortune in the numerology and is said to be inconsistent by nature. So what he advices our little master is to get rid of that jersey number 10 and start wearing the number 99. And also he should start wearing a diamond. Well it seems Anil Kumble has consulted this numerologist and he was adviced to wear a diamond and there he goes, he's captain of team India now. This numerologist was consulted by uthappa, sreesanth etc etc who according to him are doing great.

Both say that Sachin has another 2-3 years left in the world of cricket and 2008 is gonna be all hundreds and hundreds and we wait for those hundreds to come.

Whatever, as long as India is doing a good job nothing bothers us, what say?





hey by the way, no one is saying anything about his MRF bat, may be he should change that... :P

No commitments please! part# 4

Continued from here...

Days passed away in a blink and I didn't realize that I'm into final sem now. The project work has sucked all my energy. And I was busy applying for Ph. D, got an offer from Germany. But I just had one month for vacation as I have to be in Germany by then.

Neelima has stopped mailing me, neither I mailed any message to her. We weren't in touch with each other for one full year. I didn't come to India during sem break, as I got an offer to assist my professor in his research work. I became so submerged into these things in s'pore that I hardly made a call to home.

After getting graduated and the graduation party without wasting any time I caught the next day first flight to India. I felt so happy to come back home after two long tiring years, but then the thought of going to Germany in another couple of months ruined my happiness.

Mom and dad came to airport to receive me and my sis too. I asked my dad not to inform anybody about my returning for at least 2 days. Mom inspected me with watery eyes even dad too. I felt so secured, after seeing them all my mental stress vanished, poof!. Even poo wasn't blabbering anything while coming in cab.

As soon as I entered my room, poo attacked me from behind. She pushed into the bed and jumped with a pillow and started banging me with the pillow.
"what the heck do you think of yourself, you nerdy ass?"
"Oi poo, ass?"
"yes!, you are such an ass****... don't talk to me at all"
I knew at once for the reason poo being mad on me. I didn't wish her on her b'day last week.
"I...I ... sorry yaar, c'mon now, you know me how much I love my sis... if I forgot to wish you on your b'day ... ok , well , forget it, I'm really sorry, tell me what should I do for you?"
"Get lost ok, I hate you dumbo!", Poo shouted at me and went to her room.

In the night when everyone slept, I slowly sneaked into poo's room and placed a bag in her bed and came back to my room. Back to room I closed my door and digged my lappy's bag for davidoff. Ah! a cigarette after 24 hours. I got into this stupid habit of smoking in s'pore. Luckily I had control over my smoking habit but then at least one cigarette per day became necessity for me.

Next day morning I woke up after being disturbed by poo's weight on me, again!. Before I said anything she gave a peck on my forehead. She was smiling with her cute dimples.
"Hmm, so I'm an ass****, huh?"
"yes, you shouldn't have any doubt about that bro... anyways thanks for the teddy, and I have given it a name too, Junglee. How's it?"
"Hey c'mon poo, why you calling the poor thing with your name"
"hellooo..." poo was getting geared up to bang with the pillow again. I caught her neck and took her into the balcony.
"Hey poo, you know what, I have to go to Germany for my Ph.D in another one and half months... hmmm"
"aww, shit yaar, too much, you didn't even inform this to mom and dad yet..."
"No I didn't wantedly... will tell them after two or three days, and you don't tell anybody please..."
"OK. OK... and I have booked tickets for om shanti om, evening show,..."
"woohoo cool..."

After week or so, one day dad called me and asked what are my next plans. I informed him about Ph.D thing. He felt happy about that but mom came rushing from the kitchen...
"No way... you aren't going anywhere. Better stay here and do some job, enough of studying and staying away from home for years... "
"Hmm... Ok ok... chicken curry is getting over roasted on the stove go and check I'm hungry..."
"you don't have to tell..." she said and went back into the kitchen room.

My dad took me into the veranda and asked me how long it would take to finish my Ph.D. It's not that he being a professor hasn't got any idea about Ph.D but the distance is what keeps his worried.
"Dad, you know that it's gonna take yrs... and I want to go for it..."
"Your wish Prasad... your mom is insisting me to get you married now itself, you know why..."
"No marriage nothing, please dad...please, I'm not thinking about it now.."
"Hmm..yea..",

And the day has come for me to leave to Germany. I had mixed feelings filled in me. I decided that after Ph.D I'm coming back to India forever and do whatever I want to. Neelima's call that day woke me up. I just forgot about her. I felt so bad about this. All of a sudden some kinda voidness got created in me.

I woke up from the reverie when the air hostess announced that we were about to reach the destination in another thirty minutes.

........to be continued

The patch up...

Finally after four years we talked openly last night. I stopped talking to her when I was in engg first year and then I broke the ice on the farewell day. But then we didn't patch up properly.

She is my classmate and at one juncture my the best friend. I still count on her given any day. She is very cribbing kind and then tad bit sensitive. We used to wait for the labs cus' my roll number is after her and we always been in one team in all four years, the fun we had in labs, the never ending gossips, the comments. She wrote lab notes and assignments for me while I was busy having masti. And on my b'day she told she'll call at 12 in the night to wish and when she couldn't make the call she had watery eyes next day. All went fine until one day where I stopped talking to her. I can't reveal the reasons. She tried to talk to me but I walked away ignoring her. And when I started feeling guilty and started thinking how to patch up with her our engg finished. Thanks to Karthik, our classmate who played the cupid in breaking the ice between us.

Even though we said sorry to each other we didn't patch up. She caught me online one day and vent all her frustration, I couldn't console her. I couldn't tell her the exact reasons for not talking to her after first year.

I hurt her badly and I felt guilty for that. When I was going through rough phase she was there for me keeping all the bitterness aside. And after that we talked to each other last night whole heartedly, told each other how badly we missed each other.

I deserved to be slapped!

Hey bud, I'm really sorry for whatever I did to you. And thank you so much for forgiving me. Missed you like hell all these years.

No commitments please! part 3

Continued from here...

"There... there's the bag, dad said you would come", she said looking worriedly.

"Oh, yeah... ok", I succumbed sufficient energy to mutter that.

I took the bag and came off from there without saying another word. Beeds of Sweat rolled of my face. I didn't dare to look her back. And that was our only talking since our childhood. At the first sight of her after so many years was amazing, even though I didn't knew the girl I was seeing during Dussera festival every year at the temple is going to be Neelima.

And then I never met her after that. I got admission in National University of S'pore for pursing MS in Biotechnology. Well, I couldn't not meet her in person for two years but then I found her in orkut I should thank Orkut Buyukkokten for providing such a wonderful tool to us. From there to gtalk and Yahoo Messenger, couldn't imagine how this world could have been without these virtual social networks. And then these networks have spread so fast like a wildfire that it shouldn't be shocking if you come to know that there was an e-wedding happening online, bride is sitting in front her system in Sri-Lanka and groom somewhere in US, Pandit somewhere in Banaras and the guests would be you and me blessing the new couple sitting in our sweet-homes.

Anyways, we became very close online and we started knowing each other better. There wasn't a single day without chatting with her. If couldn't meet online we ensured that we shot a mail to each other. One fine day she asked my mobile number in S'pore. It was on my birthday. I took her mobile number instead and called her.

".....Hi..... Neelima..."
"....Ha a ai, happ haappy b'day Prasad"
"Thank you.."

And to our respite her mom called her the next second, Phew! after hunging up the phone I badly wanted to talk back to her. All our the possible meetings through all the source which were the means for the first time turned out to be very nervous thingy. The first time confrontation was nervous one and now the phone thing too.

Well, all this happened for only couple of months. We couldn't meet online anymore after the first two months there in S'pore. Assignments kept me busy and then the part time job. Just the occasional e-mails continued thankfully.

... to be continued.//

No commitments please! part 2

Continued from here...

As I turned around to start my bike, she gave a cute smile, the killer one. I started my bike and headed back to my home. As her image became smaller and smaller I felt weaker, I started missing from the very next second, I wanted to see her, I wanted to talk to her, I wanted to stay with her. I turned the bike and accelerated towards her. I stopped the bike near her and lied it on ground not bothering to put the stand. She held my hand and took me to the back side lane of the spencer's. I could not control the rush of the feelings for her any more, at least at this moment. Before I could react she hugged me tightly.

"Prasad, that's ok, I understand, but you got something more important than me. Your Ph.D, get settled soon, even I'll do some job here. Yes , I'll also miss you."

I couldn't speak anything, she gave answers to my feelings. She wiped the small tears that tore out of my eyes. I took her face into my hands and kissed on her cheeks. We drew back from the hug and walked towards my bike. As I was about to start my bike my mobile started buzzing, it was dad.

"Where are you beta? cab has come"
"oh, I'm nearby only, just two minutes"
"Ok, make it fast"
"Ok", I said and hung up the mobile.

I started my bike and zoomed off to home biding bye to her. Cab was waiting in front of the gate, I parked the bike in the shed and took a last look at it, as my dad is gonna sell it off as no one is going to use it.

All were waiting for me, I went into my room and changed into into another dress. I checked under the bed and shelves for any porn CD or any cigarette which I mite have hid in a hurry. I locked my wardrobe and gave keys to Puja.

"Oi Puja, here's the keys of my wardrobe. You can open it and hide anything or use anything from it. And I have kept ten thousand bucks for you, you can use it for whatever you want to do or buy. And sweetheart at least once a day scold me in your mind..."

Puja dropped in the bed and started crying, I took her into my arms and said, "hey Poo, come on, stop crying, ok I will not go. No Germany nothing..."

She stopped crying and wiped her tears. She gave a small gift box to me. I opened it and saw a cool black leather wallet....

"Thanks poo! shit sorry yaar, couldn't get a gift for ya..."
"That's ok bro..., I bought that wallet from those ten thousand bucks in your wardrobe", she said and winked at me... i couldn't stop laughing at that.

At 2055hrs we reached airport. I just had five minutes. I took blessings of my parents and relatives and gave a high - five to puja and went inside.

After the checking at 2250 hrs I boarded the plane. Phew! it was a window seat. Plane took off at 2300hrs.

After couple of hours I got settled down and sailed to the day when I first saw Neelima...

"Prasad, are you doing anything?", dad asked me entering the house. He went to market to buy vegetables.
"No", I replied back.
"Then go to Rao Uncle's house and bring the mangoes, he's already kept a bag full of mangoes aside in his house. Your mom wants to make mango pickle."
"Ok, I'll go in ten minutes"
"Go now Prasad, switch off the system first, it's been running since morning", my mom shouted from the kitchen room.
"OKKKKKKKKK!!", I shouted and headed to Rao uncle's house. Mohan Rao uncle and my dad were childhood friends, they knew each other since school days. He and my dad both are professors in the State University. He has a daughter of same age of mine. But the interesting thing is I never met her in person in so many years, She done her schooling in a boarding school and finished her engg as a boarder. And when she used to come back to home for vacation I used to go to grandma's hometown. As I stepped out of the house I saw Rao uncle coming.

"Prasad go and bring the mangoes from my house", uncle said.
"Yea, I'm going there only"
"Ok, and tell Neelima that i would be late to home, might not come by lunch time"
"huh? Neelima is at home?"
"yes, now that she has finished her Engg she's back to home now, no more hostels anymore"
"ok, bye uncle"
"bye prasad"...

I wanted to see Neelima now at any cost, how she looks, does she know who I'm, what's her height would be? so many questions pondered till I reached her house in the next lane.

I knocked the door seeing the doorbell wasn't working. I heard someone opening the door. As soon as the door opened I was shocked to see the girl who opened the door. Every year on the dussera day I saw her with Puja, I never bothered to ask who she was. And I started seeing her regularly these days. A sudden chill ran through my spine...

"Hi prasad.."
"Hi??"

...stay glued for next part

dedication time...

Here is a beautiful track dedicated to all the beautiful people of the blogging world... :)

taare zameen par (sneak preview)

After his powerful performance in "RDB", our DJ aka Aamir Khan is coming to us with "Taare Zameen Par". Taare Zameen Par is directed and produced my Aamir Khan himself. Music is composed by the trio Shankar-Ehsaan_Loy. And the lyrics by Prasoon Joshi, the one who penned songs for Rang De Basanthi. The movie's first trailer, a 2 minutes one, was released on Oct 12, 2007.

After the debacle of "Mangal Pandey", hopefully "taare zameen par" would make Aamir Khan a successful director, at least the trailer seems to be very promising. We'll know that on December 21, 2007 when it's released.

No commitments please! part 1

"Prasad, here is your passport and flight ticket. Now make it fast flight is at 2300 hrs, and you got to report by 2100hrs", my dad said hurriedly.

"Ha dad! it's just six, we still have plenty of time. You just sit there and enjoy the cool breeze coming outside"
"Ok OK, cab will come at seven. Just check out everything and see whether you are forgetting anything", my dad said as he went out and sat in the sofa outside the house.
"Yes dad, will check"

"Prasad, Prasad keep this lemon rice in your bag. You will feel hungry in the journey", my mom said handing the box.
"Mom.... now c'mon, I'll get to eat everything in the flight itself, no need of all these things"

I walked out of my room for some air. Today it's filled with all the relatives who came to give send off to me. I'm leaving to Germany as I got an offer there to do my research work for my Ph. D.

"Prasad, Prasad! where are you, there's a call for you...", puja, my little sister, shouted.
"Here Puja, at the dining table"
"Hey, some female on the other side. I never heard her voice till now. Who is this?", Puja whispered in my ears.
"Let me attend the call first. How will I know who's on the phone without talking to her?", I said and snatched the phone from her hand.

"Hello"
"Hello, Prasad?",
"Yes ma'am, who is this?"
"Neelima, can you come to Spencers which is near my house now?"
"Now? I mean it might not be possible. I mean, I'm leaving to airport in an hour."
"Just for five minutes, please"
"Huh, Ok, will be there in ten minutes. And only five minutes not more than that.."
"yup, come soon, I'm already there in the Spencer"
"Ok, bye", I said and hung up the phone.

That was a surprise call from Neelima. In the three years this was the first time we talked to each other. My heart slipped so many beats in the couple of minutes while talking to her. I hurried and took out my bike.

"oye prasad, where are you going now?", Dad asked opening the gate.
"Spencers, just 10 minutes that's it."
"For what?"
"Deodrant, I forgot to buy one..."
"Ok, come fast ..."
"Ok dad.."

I reached Spencers in ten minutes, and dialed Neelima's mobile number...

"Hello, where are you?"
"Behind you!", said Neelima

I turned back keeping my cool and controlling the nervousness.
"Hi Neelima", I said looking at her. She was wearing pink top and white cream long skirt. She was looking so damn cute in that.
"Hi Prasad, thanks for coming...", said Neelima with a smile.
"No problem, tell me"
"Huh, I wanted to tell you something that's why I asked you to come here..."
"Ok, and what do you want to tell..?"
"Well, let's come to the point and you are getting late too... Prasad... I.."
"Neelima, I know what you wanna tell. That's Ok you don't have to tell that..."
"That's it then, I wanted to let you know this before you leave..."

We looked into each others eyes and shook hands for the first time. I didn't want to leave her now. I didn't want to go...

"Prasad, all the best and take a great care of yourself"
"yup, you too... Ok then got to go, ..."
"yea...", she said and came near and gave a peck on my forehead.
"And take this...", she said and handed me with Axe effect!
"How do you know that I.......???"
"You are getting late sir, bye prasad..."
"bye Neelima...."

.....to be continued

No Commitments Please! (fiction) the teaser!

"Hi prasad, what happened to your hand?", I asked seeing plastered hand of Prasad.

"Ah! this one, nothing just a small accident while playing cricket...", Prasad said lifting his plastered right hand.

"What else Avinash, sorry yaar I couldn't keep in touch with ya these days, I'm bit busy with my research work and other things too..."

"Hey that's alright bro, you don't have to be formal. And when the hell you gonna marry eh?"

"Marriage! haha... well I asked you to find a girl for me, so it's in your hands, when you getting me married huh?"

"Stop kidding! I'm serious bro..."

"Well, let's go into the cafe and talk, I got to tell you something...."

We walked into the cafe and ordered hot cuppa steaming irani chai, He lighted a cigarette and made rings. I always tried to make those rings but I could make only small ones which come accidentally...

"WEll promise me Avinash that you won't tell whatever I'm gonna tell you to anyone.."

"Hmm... you have my word, now tell what's that..."

"Well I got married few months back when I was here for holidays... and I'll soon be father, I'll inform you..."

I puked out the water in my mouth when I heard that...

"Oh! good to know that you got married, and you didn't invite me, great!"

"Sorry for that, but it was registered marriage, even my parents don't know about this.."

"Well , now that you are married why don't you tell this to your parents"

"Will tell once I become father..."

"Hmmm...What about her parents? what about her family members? Whats her name? Where's she now? What's she doing? When and where did you guys meet?"

"Ohhh man! you ask too many questions, I'm not prepared to answer these questions now, and it's way too personal to tell all that , what I need to say I told ya..."

"Hmmm.. fine, no problem..."

"Ok listen my story in few words, we both are from two conservative families and this love happened when I was in college it self, even though we stay in same locality I could dare mutter a word only after 3 yrs, and then talking happened accidentally when my dad asked to get mangoes from her house, luckily that day she was alone in her home. And then one day I got offer from Germany to do my Ph.D that was the day when she proposed me. And then when I came back to India after 2 yrs I came to know her parents were trying to get her married. So we guys went and got married, couple of close friends took care of the wedding, and now I'll be father soon..."

"Oh ok..." , I said and I got lost into my thoughts how things are so complicated in life...

"Hey dude, tell you something , you might sure have girl friends and all but thing is you are still younger to understand what you want and all as of now just be friendly , no commitments and no worries, is my advice..."

"Hmm... yeah! you do have a point in what you said..."

....... full story coming up

The mother of all the matches!

Chak de INDIA!

The players from both sides congratulate each other and the Indians are all out there celebrating. They came into this tournament rank outsiders and now India have beaten the best side in the world to set up a huge, huge final against Pakistan at Johannesburg.

Yuvi's another outing with 5 sixes, Joginder's last over, well everything went right for India. And now everyone eyes are on Monday's match, the big match in the history of cricketing world so far.

Both India and Pakistan sides came into the tournament as not so favorite teams for reaching the final, and when they entered the final everyone is damn excited about the match (woohoo!)

where are you?

The tiny drizzling said to me kissing,

that you were here somewhere,

the gentle breeze took me into its arms,

and tried to push me into the dreams

saying that, you were somewhere there,

but in vain,as I couldn't find you anywhere,

where are you...??

The never ending novel!!

Have you guys ever heard that a guy has been reading one particular novel for past one and half years and he still has 100 more pages to finish that novel..??

Well, yeah, sadly that guy is "me". I have been reading "The Runaway Jury" since May 2006 and I'm still left with 1/4th of the book to finish. I have no idea why is it taking so much of time for me to finish a 400 plus pages novel. It's not that I'm a slow reader, hmm... I finished Harry potters in less than one day. Then what's wrong with me...God knows when am I gonna read the last page of that book and then sigh with relief!

AID-INDIA

Association for India's Development (AID) was established in early 1990's with a group of 5 or odd...slowly it grew into more than 1000+ volunteers. The main aim of this NGO is to " spread the word and fund the need ". On this note myself and Sravanthi started off with a blog which is exclusively dedicated to AID.

Visit this for futher information...
BLOG: http://www.aidindiablog.blogspot.com/

Hyderabad BLasts!

WTF those cowards wanna show?? they have totally gone out of their senses. It was just three months back people 16 died and several were injured in a blast at the city’s Mecca Masjid mosque on May 18. And today 42 persons (confirmed death toll at 8:00am, Aug 26, 2007) were killed and about 65 injured in two powerful near-simultaneous blasts at a crowded park, Lumbini park, during the laser show, India's biggest laser show arena which is just a stone throw away from the Andhra Pradesh secretariat, and a popular eating joint, Gokul Chat, on Saturday evening. Venues are just 5 Kms apart.

A bomb was defused at Dilsukhnagar footover bridge which was timed to blast at 9:30 pm, which is just 4 kms away from my locality. One more defused at Venkataramana theatre, Narayanaguda...

Thank God it rained heavily in the evening else the death toll could have been frightening--the usual weekend count here at Lumbini park is around 1,500 visitors during weekends...

Hyderabad is a city of 7 million people, about 40-45 percent of them Muslim, you know now why Hyderabad is slowly becoming a soft target for such terror attacks. Hyderabad has shown so much of maturity during Mecca Masjid blast, I hope this continues... Please pray for those dead ones and for those who are fighting with death in the hospitals...

May their souls rest in peace...

Video: Hyderabad blasts

Help line numbers for victims: 040-23202833, 09440815858, 09440815456

(pics courtesy: NDTV.com, Hindustantimes.com)
(video courtesy: broadband.indiatimes.com)

Team India Coach...do we need one??

The performances of bowling coach Venkatesh Prasad and fielding coach Robin Singh has made a difference to team India... I don't think we need any coach now...

I was dancing with her shadow... # 3

continued from here ...

"Oye .. chup, I can guess what might have happened and what kind of feelings you are undergoing, just relax now..." I said to Raj looking into his eyes.

I know what Raj was undergoing through, it's like hell, it takes away all your energy ,all the happiness and it feels like all paths are closed for you...

In the meanwhile Lucky, Uma and Sameera came there to join us. I asked them in the afternoon to join us here.

"Oye pappey, teri chehra kyu utraa huva hai?" Lucky asked Raj while taking his seat.

"Kuch nahi yaar, it's just weather effect", I responded to his Question.

"Tu chup baitt, I didn't ask you..."

"hmm... "

Raj got up from his seat and walked away, Lucky & I followed him leaving girls there...

"Oye Raj, Kya huva yaar? tu mujhe nahi bataayegaa?"

"Avi tu hi bata usse, I don't have energy to tell everything and sapped..."

I took Lucky aside and told him what all happened and why Raj is behaving like this...In the meanwhile Rachana narrated what all happened to Sameera and Uma...

"Raj itnisi baat keliye tu apne aapko ...cha!!" Lucky said to Raj...

"ok ok, thandd rakk lucky, Raj needs us badly now, we need to take care of him..." I said to Lucky trying to pacify his temper...

While this scene was going on I saw Sameera walking straight towards me ...

"Avinash, what's happening???" Sameera shouted at me ..

"Sameera, SSsshh! ....kuch nahi horaha hai... we'll talk about it later not now.." I said to Sameera taking her aside from the scene...

"What are you trying to do here..?" Sameera yelled at me and slapped me...

to be continued...

tag # 5 (thinking blogger awards)

Ahem! hello..hello... mic testing 1 2 3 1 2 3 hello....!...

ok .. so now i have to give away 5 awards to 5 bloggers of my choice...(well my choice means not entirely my choice ,...well u can bribe me for biasing also.. ;) .. lol..)

Anyways, I'm also a thinking blogger mind you, thanks pria for the award. "Brute who is an awesome writer with full creativity and inspiration for new bloggers" are the words for me!...



Now, I am also gonna divide the awards into categories as pria has.

• Stories
• Music
• General
• Philosophy
• Bindaas
  
  Here we go..,
  STORIES: Harish , and then prithz (she started jotting down some wonderful stories of late), vicky also writes cool stories( he stopped blogging for a while, but he's making a come back), kavitha wrote some romantic stories (she has a fantasy for Karthik, mind you only name ;)...), gils writes cool but the stories are like mega serials.
  
  Out of all you guys I picked sajesh, a wonderful story writer though he wrote only one story and unfortunately this isn't seen its end till now, so far seven episodes were published and ppl are waiting whens the next part gonna come up. Please visit Not a Short Story for the story, I bet you guys would love this incomplete story...
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  saj tu pukka aiseehi hai naa?? :P
  
  MUSIC: this category has only one blogger, none other than marutham, its not a musical blog but she regularly posts her songs with every new post, and those are really cool songs sung by her...

maru pukka looks like this, she dreams about mickey goofy, her imaginations are always in between cartoon characters...

GENERAL: ganesh comes in then, KK, gayathri, isha, these come into general categoery. Well, I picked gayathri as her posts contains mainly about day to day life hilarious incidents that shes involved in, they are really nice time pass to read I must say that...











gayatri looks like this I guess :D


PHILOSOPHY: sravanthi, krithika, Contented and pria. I would have loved to pick pria, but she already got one thinking award I will pass it to krithika, her posts are not a direct philosophy ones but her posts definitely ends with as indirect philosophical note...




may b this is how krithika looks :P







BINDAAS: My fav category, only 2 bloggers have been picked up, neha and saty. I would love to give this award to Neha but she isn't blogging that regularly these days so this leaves only saty to get the award. What can I probably say about this saty... where ever she goes bloggers have a "T" symbol hanging on their faces..(T= trouble) , one gal against so many guys, and these guys sometimes left clueless what to say next....and yea do visit her blog she rocks...

that's saty for u! =)) definitely she looks like tht...

All five tagged blog buddies rather award winning bloggies, you have to pass it on, you have simple rules to go on:
Choose five people from your blog who deserves this award.Participation rules: (Not my rules, just followed wat is written in the past from other blog awards)-

- If, and only if, you get tagged, write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think.- Link to this post so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme.- Display the ‘Thinking Blogger Award’ with a link to the post that you wrote.

- Display the ‘Thinking Blogger Award’ with a link to the post that you wrote.
Please, remember to tag blogs with real merits, i.e. relative content, and above all - blogs that really get you thinking.
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A.R.Rahman in asso with Indiainfo.com performed this video to support voting for tajmahal as one of the new7wonders...

I was dancing with her shadow... 2

I got up at six in the morning and went for jogging. On my way to Victoria grounds I met Rachana who was also going there. By the time we reached the grounds I narrated her last night incident about Raj proposing Mayuri.

"Dude, guess I know this would happen all along when he told me about Mayuri", Rachana said winking at me.

"Hmmm...great, ye bandha bolta hai ki don't tell to anyone keep this to yourself my foot..." and we both broke into laughing.

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When I came back to my room, I heard the missed call beep from my mobile. I forgot to take my mobile with me. I looked into the missed call details in the mobile, Raj tried to call me 5 times.

"Haa ji, Ki gal hai, itni subah kaise yaad aagayethee?" I asked Raj.

"tusi kithe gayab hogayasi?"

"jogging"

"you should have called me also dumbo!"

"never mind, so wassp?"

"I don't know, I just want to talk to you yaar..."

"Sure we'll talk, ek kaam kar office se jaldi nikhaley we'll go to Eat Street"

"done, chal then cya later in the evening.."

"ok boss, cya..."

I hung up the phone and crashed onto to my bed. I could guess what's going in his mind now. After a short nap for 15 minutes I woke up and got ready to go to my office.

*****

At six in the evening Rachana and I reached Eat Street. I asked her to come along with me as she also knew about the episode. Raj came after 10 minutes.

"hi guys..."Raj said taking his seat..

"hello" we both said in unison.

"oye, party sir, you proposed a girl!" Rachana said winking at Raj

"hmmm... you guys know that I proposed Mayuri, and this happened two weeks back, but you guys have no idea what happened last night... "

"what happened?" I asked

"hmm.. she rejected me..." Raj said and looked away onto the Buddha statue in the Hussainsagar river...

... to be continued

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The monsoon..

Monsoon has arrived, and that too on time here in Hyderabad. June 4 was the date of arrival, since then the weather has become damn romantic. Becomes pitch dark in the evenings at 5 because of the gathering of dark clouds. When you come out, the cool breeze greets you, and the gentle drizzle kisses you. Umbrellas get snatched away from the hands of the girls by occasional heavy wind. Time to grab a hot cuppa steaming coffee and enjoy the weather. If only you were with your love in this damn sexy weather, those are the moments to cherish...

Hey there! call her and tell her, how much you miss her in this romantic weather, talk slowly.... can't beat that feeling, Rain, umbrella, your dearest in your arms...

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