Kahani kahaniyon kii (The story of all stories)

Yeah, did you observe the ‘K’ in the title?? That’s for good luck, you see, if peKta Kapoor  has it, Maybe that 'K’ will generate 100+ Komments on my blog…honest intentions ok.

See the post below is really and really offensive towards woman, specially if you are a saas-bahu serial fan. Apologies for any wrong information conveyed into the article below, as my knowledge on these shows is limited to the 15 sec advertisement and some sneak peak time whenever I am waiting for Dipu to get ready for going out (she needs to listen to every dialogue happening on the show!!!) So please adjust.

Of all the hidden abilities in me, (like eating 50 golgappa plates without farting), one best ability is that I am a seer, like future seeing seer, like Trelawney seer.

So the other day I peeped into the future and saw something unexpected.

The world is freed of all the current problems, like AIDS, Cancer and Swine Flu (yeah and people have stopped eating pork too, wondering why!!!) but a new problem has cropped up…yes, they have started a Kasylum… the asylum for people having the saas-bahu serials infections.

You see it actually started with season two of Kyuni saas bhi kabhi bahu thi… the then Ba turned to be 1999 years old and in the episode number 19999999 she died on day prior to her birthday due to poisoning!!!

The horrible wave hit India and 89% of Indians where gripped into panic situations, mother-in-laws refused to eat food lest their daughter-in-law poisoned them. All the female variety in the house started figuring out their rishta with the other female variety in house (yeh meri beti ho sakti hai, she can be my daughter, maybe she is my sister etc.) and the talking rate reduced to mere 10% as most of them preferred to talk to themselves in the mind. This also proved as a necessity to invent the telepathy headphone, which helps you to hear what others are saying.

Wives started smelling the shoes of their husband (however erotic and disgusting it may seem, they wanted to check the smell of Komolika brand of perfume from head to toe)


So then the then Government (won’t mention which, no politics here) which was to make many mistake decided to start Kasylum, for the Kalzheimer, those with their real life forgotten to the reel life.

I visited the Kasylum (in the future okay, don’t you know you can travel that way, watch some South ka movies or even Shaktimaan) and following are some things happening in the Kasylum:

The main-kab-saas-banunki syndrome cell:
indian-woman-performing_~u13647269 Most seen symptoms are carrying a puja thali after every 1 or 2 hours to the extend that God himself calls the hospital to admit the person.
Also seen symptoms are the big larger than life smile even when they know their husband cheats outside and the kid is on drugs.
The effects for the disease is that the woman tend to jerk their necks three times after every sentence resulting into a good selling of iodex balm into the hospital.

The main-kabhi-bahu-thi-syndrome cell:
The woman in this cell have knee joint pain yet prefer kicking the *** of the main-kab-saas-banunki cell. Their symptoms are they steal all the keys in sight and put in on the key holder to their waist. So if you have the public toilet door key missing you know where to look for it!!!!
Keys found till date:
Door keys for around 70 houses, vehicle keys for a complete state, Government of India treasury keys, Private software companies door keys and many more.

The villianish vamp syndrome cell:urvashi2
This is a muted cell as no one speaks anything in the cell, this cell is the biggest consumer base for telepathy headphone. Also going on 24 x 7 here is the beauty pageant for the most horrible bindi of the century.

The Ballika-vadhu syndrome cell:
baliva_vadhu_05 copy This cell was a result of small girls who studied television more than what their schools taught them (can’t blame them thought, the television taught them how to behave in your sasuraal while the school was busy teaching unwanted things like algebra and calculus!!) these girls proudly proclaim than they want to become doctor but their sasural wala’s are going to torture them to hell for studying!!!

The fake-pregnancy syndrome cell:cartoon_pregnant_woman_01
The cushion industry made a exponential leap into their sales market but then people realized that the cushions bought where used for unwanted purposes to create fake pregnancy. Not to take maternity leave, no, to torture the sasural walas!!!
People where immediately checked and realized that around 60% woman had fake pregnancy syndrome, in fact they found around 5% males with the same syndrome too!!!
The census board was seen thanking God as the population inflation was not what it was predicted before!!!!

The main-kaam-kar-raha-hoon syndrome:
Man-Studying This is a male ward where men are seen reading or writing some files which are actually of no use. When asked what are they doing, they simply reply, ‘Main kaam kar raha hoon’ (I am working) although if asked further they tend to get angry and walk away.
Th ward also admit the alpha-males who wear a blazer in hot summer season and work on the same file for 3 months at a stretch.

The multi-marriage syndrome cell:
Well, move over adultery woman were seen marrying more than one with men who married more than once!!! This resulted into the crash of society style and a complicated mess of marriages with Wives sharing a same husband, and husbands confused which wife they actually married.1235938791332
Common seen dialogues around, ‘You are going on dinner with Arvind, oh great cos I wanted to go on a date with Mihir. Yes, yes, he can stay at your place, Mihir is coming at mine!!!’
This also resulting in indentifying actually whose child is who and who is impotent!!!

Plastic-man syndrome:
The rate for plastic surgery increased exponentially giving another millions for surgeons. The face-off surgery was a big hit with the villainous vamp syndrome. People started changing their face two often, getting a surgery with a gap of mere one or two days and then entering the house for the sake of getting revenge from doodh-wala, grocery wala etc.

There were thousands of other syndromes seen in the Kasylum, like the fake-death syndrome, house-capture syndrome, husband-stealing syndrome, mistaken-identity syndrome, back-from-the-dead-again-and-again syndrome etc.

If you find some illness within you there is still some cure, doctors recommend stop watching the saas-bahu serials try watching tom and jerry five times a day till the next millennium lest we need to book a room for you in the Kasylum!!!

Kheers!!!!

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Fiction 55: Sid the Kid, the manhole

Sid the Kid is back. Yeah thanks for the overwhelming response to the prankster. A little history about Sid the Kid, the character was created by Shruti who teased me as Sid the Kid, and mentioned that she is writing article on Sid the kid. This gave birth to the prankster. The stories are inspired from Dennis the Menace (my favorite stories back then) and the Game, Neighbors from hell, revenge is a sweet game, and when I say inspired…I mean inspired, they are not copied.
Sid the Kid was opening the lid of manhole.
'Aha, caught you,' she screamed,'Tell me fast what did you do in there?'
'Nothing..'
'Let me see your nothing,' she climbed down the manhole and found...Nothing.
'Told ya,' said Sid the Kid peeping in and closed the manhole lid.
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Oh yeah…Sid the Kid has changed…check out the new graphic…

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The eight things….

Do you know I dream of Genie has come back on Air? Yeah I saw it at 5:30 on Zee cafe…one of the reason I leave office early nowadays…:D
So to share the happiness i am distributing the award…

Ashwini was generous to give away a generous award…and as the policy goes I have to pass it on.
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So passing it on goes…
The blog award goes to…

Shruti (God, she is witty) | Rane (Man, if you rip her heart open, you will find it singing with headphones and all..) | Shadow (The bright one)| Shilpa Garg (The rose) | Aparna Rajesh (And chotu) | Mukund (Recently seen haunting twitter instead of blogger) | Choco (and to choco)| Kaushik (Teri neiki ke liye!!!) | Nikita Pooja Mahimkar and Sumit.

The 8th wonder tag!!!
Pardon me Shruti, took a while completing this tag, you see had drafted this long back.
Believe it or not, this post is truly the 8th wonder post; I have postponed publishing this post 8 times till date…today I had published Sid the Kid, but then saw the irony of the post and decided to post this post after 8 times!!!!
Sid the Kid is scheduled for soon…;)
This tag is actually completed in 8 Days, so you will things mixed and matched up into it. Enjoy…
Cheers.
8 TV SHOWS I LOVE TO WATCH:-
  1. The Simpsons (Woo hoo)
  2. Scrubs (I am no Superman)
  3. I dream of Genie (Yeah the show is back on Zee Cafe woo hooo)
  4. The Tonite Show (I loved it with Jay Leno)
  5. Joey (Hey How you doin’, I would add here, I wish i had put friends, but I saw all 10 seasons 2 years ago…so its past)
  6. Naruto (This cartoon rocks!!!)
  7. Atashinchi (My family in Japanese)
  8. Takeshi Castle
8 FAVORITE PLACES TO EAT:-
  1. Gita Paav Bhaji (Pune, try the special cheese paneer paav bhaji here)
  2. Delhi Swad (Lovely Chole Batore)
  3. RODRIGUES FOODLAND (Apne uncle naal dhabba hai ga)
  4. Kancha Chinese House (You will see me half the week here)
  5. Sai Palace Restaurant (Dipu’s favorite place)
  6. Golden Fiesta (Lajpat Nagar, Delhi, If you wanna meet me in Delhi, this is where you will find me)
  7. Rice Bowl (Noida, Nice noodles)
  8. Hyderabadi Biryani House (Noida, Mera tiffin wala in Noida)

8 THINGS THAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY:
  1. DSC00489 Ate a cheese sandwich outside Shahrukh’s house ‘Mannat’.
  2. Had a very nice darshan of Siddhi-vinayak temple.
  3. Grabbed a cool JumboKing wada pav in mumbai.
  4. Postponed publishing this post by one more day.
  5. Got 20 followers to my Blog, Thanks Aditya.
  6. Banged my head on the table while looking for something below it.
  7. Purchased ‘The big band theory’ Dvd collection.
  8. Traveled by train after a long time (2 months)
8 THINGS I LOOK FORWARD TO :
  1. Meet many blogger friends
  2. Buying my own row house.
  3. Slapping a Brit hard (Its nothing personal, I was born late)
  4. Watching the Pirates of Caribbean 4 movie
  5. Seeing the Ekta free Indian television!!!! (Kash!!)
  6. Seeing Gandhi free India!! (Again Kash!!!)
  7. Getting a call to work with Google or Facebook (Super kash!!!)
  8. Getting a decent 100+ comments on my blog (Never got them)
8 THINGS I LOVE ABOUT WINTER :
  1. Small days, big night make people sleep tight.
  2. Masala Tea
  3. Basking in the Sun
  4. Bonfires at Weekend Parties
  5. That Warm Cozy Feeling!!!!
  6. My birthday (heh heh heh)
  7. Good excuse to sip a rum
  8. Sleeping on the couch doing nothing. (Its not about winter, its actually any season..:P)
8 THINGS ON MY WISH LIST:
  1. Have more comments and visits on my blog
  2. Buying a blackberry again (lost one in Delhi)
  3. Getting a T-shirt that fits me (Aaaj tak nahi mili)
  4. Publishing my book
  5. Meeting you, yeah you!!!
  6. Marrying Dipu (Hope she agrees!!!)
  7. Watching complete Looney tunes.
  8. Starting my own business
8 THINGS AM PASSIONATE ABOUT :
  1. Dipu
  2. My Family
  3. My Bike
  4. My Blog
  5. My Lappy
  6. Computers (Programs and coding)
  7. Ravan (Dashanand wala)
  8. Art history and literature.
8 WORDS OR PHRASES I USE OFTEN:
  1. Haila!!
  2. Oye
  3. Awe-sum
  4. Kemcho
  5. Aive hi
  6. Green Mango More (Translate it in Hindi)
  7. Hmmm
  8. Hua hua hua (My style of laughing)
8 THINGS LEARNT FROM PAST :
  1. If you can’t do it yourself don’t ask others, leave it.
  2. Donald Duck does not wear any pants, while Mickey Mouse does not wear any shirt.
  3. Never trust anyone, not even you. If you have to trust someone, ask why…if the reason is nice, then only trust.
  4. Never open a ladies purse, it may be the last thing you do (I actually have survived it big time!!!)
  5. Never lend a book to your friend.
  6. Always verify the name of the person.
  7. Never try to understand or pronounce Japanese names, you will always get them wrong.
  8. Always reply to comments from friends…or they don’t comment back!!!
8 PLACES I WOULD LOVE TO GO OR VISIT OR SEE:
  1. Kumb Mela
  2. Mansoarovar
  3. Disney Land
  4. Ladakh
  5. Venice
  6. Italy
  7. Rome
  8. Paris (Louvre)
8 THINGS I CURRENTLY NEED OR WANT:
  1. Visitors and Comments (Loads of them!!! You can give me that can’t you??)
  2. Food (My stomach is grumbling, I think I brought Mayo last week, just checking and coming back…)
  3. Bread (I found Mayo, but there is no bread!!!)
  4. TV remote (I came online because I could not find it!!!)
  5. Some proper T-shirts, (Dipu was complaining yesterday I wear boring clothes!!)
  6. I need a good 2 BHK apartment or a row house. Hunting is on.
  7. I need Hajmola too (Eating only mayo is not such a good idea, oh need to put this in things learned from past!!!)
  8. I need a publisher and distributor for my book!!!
8 People to Tag (Adding my newest friends!!)
  1. Aditya
  2. Pankaja
  3. Shilpa Garg
  4. Sreya
  5. Ashwini
  6. Rane
  7. Pooja
  8. Aparna and Chotu (;))

Phew that is done took so long to write...tuff one!!!

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Short Story: The masterpiece

He was never Learnardo, nor was he Michalango, but he called himself a artist.

He sat on the garden selling his potraits for mere 5-10 bucks and earn his daily morsel. As the darkness krept he purchased the daily bread and three canvas sheets and went to his house in the slum. He kept a modest living, never earning more than a hundred per day.

Every time he passed the stationary shop, he used to see the brushes on display, shiny golden brushes. Broad brushes, thin brushes, fresco brushes and many varieties.


'One day, I will become a big painter and purchase all of them. Then I will draw better paintings for Gudiya,' he though today.

Gudiya was his latest and smallest customer who used to come and play in the garden, she liked his colorful paintings and always purchased everyday from him.

"Get me a joker tommorrow, friend, I want a joker," the ten year old had asked today.

He purchased only one costly canvases today, only one for his masterpiece, only one for Gudiya.

"I am falling short of red color," he thought, putting hands in his pocket and counting the cash he received.

It was not enough to buy a color.

'The painting must be made for her,' he thought, 'She deserves a better.'

The whole night he drew her a joker, as it dawned he looked at the joker and it was his masterpiece without the red color.

Smiling at his effort he took the painting to the park waiting for Gudiya.

The dawn turned to afternoon and afternoon turned into night, Gudiya did not turn up. Slowly it was night again, and sadly he turned to leave.

On the way back, he saw Gudiya's mother weeping, fearing the worse he asked her about Gudiya.

'Yesterday evening, Gudiya met with an accident on this very street, Doctor says her health is critical. She was running towards me excited about some joker.'

Collapsed on hearing the words, he walked slowly towards the darknened road, today he had no paintings to make, today he had no sketches to make.

'God, take me instead of her,' he prayed under his breath as the tear rolled down.

As he walked with his head hung low, thinking about the joker and Gudiya, he saw a distant white light coming closely towards him.

The loud sound of the horn echoed in his ears as a metal body of the truck banged against his skin. His body lay there on the street, all covered in his own blood. Just underneath his shirt was his masterpiece, now filled with crimson red color.

He had the color red for plently now, only no paintings to make.

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Code name "Hello"

As I switched on the television, I saw the new mobile phone feature. Better camera, better radio and all the stuff was available, except a better phone. I just glanced across the room to the old landline model, sitting peacefully as a noble sage disturbing nobody.

The same old landline box was used by my dad, then me. We hardly noticed it in passing. Time and again it would ring the same old tring, tring to remind us of its existance.

Usually it would be a wrong number on the phone or sometimes cross-connection too. This phone was a public entity, anyone from the family could use.


Then came the page-3 revolutions, pajamas were replaced by jeans, Langoltis were replaced by underwear. The face value of India changed in the global market. The international terrorist Osama Bin Laden considered India, leaving other super powers aside (Big achievement here, indicating we are somewhere). I took admission in engineering (No relation here, just can't resist cursing that fateful day) During that time this mobile 'faad' crossed the seas. This mobile phone became a lot of pain in the butt ear in just few days.

The evening was romantic. After many days me and Dipu got time to go on a dinner. We sat at a poolside table and I held her hand in my hand. She smiled so beautifully, I felt an urge. As I leaned over the table to kiss her...my phone rang with the song...

भोली सुरत दिल के खोटे, नाम बडे और द्र्शन छोटे
(A Hindi song: Innocent face, but false heart. Big name but is actually small, sounds silly but Hindi song is in tune)
I felt dropping the phone in the pool, but it was a costly model. I had to pick up the call as it was my boss. I finished talking on the phone, I saw the food had arrived. slowly cursing my bad luck, I started eating.

This incident was the most dangerous of all,

The other day I was walking on the street, near a bus stop. (for my security purpose won't disclose the bus stop) There I saw this beautiful girl standing on the stop. I gave her a friendly smile and to my surprise she returned my smile. Not only that she even said,

"Hello," as if singing.

"Hey, How you doin'?" I asked, a bit confident.
"I am fine," she.
""So what do you do?" me.
"Nothing, just timepass", she.
"Huh, no not like that, are you a student?" me.
"Yes, yes I am," she.
"Cool, me from Pune university," me.
"From when?" she.
"Huh, last four years.." me a bit confused.
"Hey, are you free today evening?" she.
"yeah, I am. Can we meet", wow, that was fast.
"Actually, I was planning to get my hair trimmed, can you come along?" she.
"Me? in the ladies parlor?" what was that?
"Come along, you can even do something there..." she.
"You kiddin', right?" me more like in a shock. Where was this heading???
"No, come along. They got this great steam bath," she.
"But this is a...", me.
"I won't take no for an answer," she.
"Hey no I have this friend..." me, trying to bail out of there.
"Ditch him, is he your boy friend?" she.
"Hell, no..I am straight," me.

I was getting nervous at this point, what the hell was this.

"Okay, done then, you are coming with me," she smiled and then she removed a phone from her pocket and disconnected the call. The phone was connected to her ears via a blue tooth hands free hidden nicely beneath her hair. All this time she was talking on the phone and me...She looked at me in a disgust as if I was a pervert watching her, not knowing my dilemma.

I simply hate these little machines. From that day I never walked on that street again.

Aah would tell you more...but my Dipu is on the phone, ciya...

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Sharukh Khan and Cheese Sandwich

What do you do when you reach ‘Mannat’ i.e., house of Sharukh Khan on Bandstand Mumbai???

I had this dilemma this Saturday. You see, on a very hot afternoon I was to reach bandstand to meet someone. I sat in the bus very hungry for the train journey from pune-mumbai was completed in just one vadapav. (Arey, its Ganesh Chaturti, can’t have omlette and I don’t like cutlet and unfortunately the menu card ends over this menu in trains!!!)

So here I was sitting in the bus with Dipu of course, and the conductor tells me about band-stand and lo, I get down there. And there I see it, I see my ‘Mannat’ getting complete, I see a hawker selling Cheese sandwich…aah…blessed soul I am.

Dipu happy that she saw raging sea just opposite to Cheese Sandwich and suggest we take the sandwich on the rocks to eat. Well, frankly I see nothing else that the mouth-watering cheese and hear only the stomach rumbling. Then a van from NDTV speeds by and comes to halt on opposite side,

Hey, Something is going on here. Lets see we will come on TV,’ I suggest. (Yeah, desperate but hey you don’t get to see live action always right??)
The van stops opposite and guy starts filming something outside a bunglow called ‘Mannat. Lands end’Mannat Lands End: the doorway sign (Who wants to live at lands end?? :P)

‘Hey isn’t that Mannat? The bungalow of Amitabh Bacchan or something?’ I ask curiously (No offense Shahrukh, but hey, I got so many important things to remember, right? Like the alternate Id’s of Superheroes? Or even the festival prayers? and yes, my name also???) The bungalow is exactly where the bus stop is, where the bus dropped us.

‘Mannat?’ she asks, ‘Where?’

Now, if I was any wiser, I should have sensed trouble (Like wolverine maybe, sniffing..) then grab her hand and catch the moving vehicle and speed off from the street, like they do in movies, but no, that was a dream sequence, in reality I acted dumb, ‘There behind you,’ I point out.

‘OMG,’ she shrieked.

‘What? What happened?’ I could not complete…for her answer was drowned by the ragging traffic around as she crossed the road and was on the other side almost instantly. Clumsy me, but I had a cheese sandwich to order.

As a good boyfriend I had to follow her unless she falls into trouble in this unknown city (baah…my cheese sandwich.)
The bunglow and the bus stopNow as a true and very nice Shahrukh Khan fan she crossed the road and started enquiring to people, is this really the house of Srk..yeah…(You see I just miss the ‘R’ in SRK..I have S & K but nobody asks for me so much…baah)

So she innocently and cutely asked me… ‘Is it ok, if we wait here for a while?’

Now, if she had asked me to cut my head off with so sweet and cute voice, I would have readily agreed, so of course…I agreed.

Then came the long wait…(actually not long, for there was some moment near the bungalow, the Big guys secretary and the security guard moved out, but I was hungry and a minute was long enough for me)

Eventually… or was it a millennium?? i do not know…hunger over took over my willingness to be a good boyfriend and I was actually pulled towards the Cheese Sandwich cart. My lovely cheese sandwich!!
So the sandwichwala grilled me a delicious mouth-watering cheese sandwich (for 20 bucks!!! how mean) with extra cheese (woo hooo) and I carried the platter across the street only to find the black BMW in tinted glass drive by.

‘Where were you? He just drove by, you missed it!!!’ she exclaimed. 

I showed her my cheese sandwich and she said…’Oh God….tu bhi na..’ as in ‘You are…’

But the first sandwich entered my mouth and I felt… blessed…truly blessed.

So what I missed Shahrukh Khan? Watching him would not fulfill my appetite right???

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Fiction 55: Sid the Kid, The Broken Window.

Fiction 55 is a story written in 55 words or less. Read more about 55-fiction on the wiki. Continuing the super action, Sid the Kid Fiction 55 series. I have started the Sid the Kid series, with one 55 words (mis) adventure of Sid the Kid per week.
She saw Sid the Kid holding a brick in his hand, taking aim.

'OMG,' she exclaimed and snatched the brick from his hand,

"Bad boy, what are you doing?" she scolded.

"Waiting for you," Sid the Kid said and ran away.

The neighbor was staring angrily at her rubbing his swollen forehead.

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And the award goes too…

Hey hi there people, sorry if I missed your post for a couple of days, you see I was saving the world from Alien invasion and then went to hangout with friends on the moon.errr. no.actually I was a l'll busy and now I am back.

I have received complaints that some comments did not get published on the blog. I do not reject any complaint unless and until they are abusive in nature, was your comment not published? Please ping me on pingbox, leave an off liner with your name. If more people are facing the problem, I need to contact blogger. Well, comment will get approved iff you do post a comment, so leave a comment here..:P ;)

So what is the best comeback post, then pass on the token of friendship to fellow bloggers???
Yeah it's the award time. You see Niveditha gave me three awards and one of the first awards that I received on blogosphere and I was supposed to pass them around.
award loveblogaward one_lovely_blog
So here it is..


The international Blogger Community award goes too…
awardRoshmi Sinha |Adesh Sidhu | Mukund| Sukalyan | Shadow | Vipul Grover | Pankaja | Kaddu | Niveditha | Arjuna | Dhiman |Shankar | Bharathi | Ranee | Nikita | Shruti | Ashwini | Pooja | Suga | Indian Pundit (I really wud like to know ur first name!!!) | Eidothia| Pra| Aparna| Rads
The I love your blog goes too…
The One Lovely Blog award goes too…

then, I had posted a competition and only 2 people (shocking but true) could answer it, was that so hard?? Gosh, the answer for the riddle on Riddle this post was.. Day and Night you see it is a modified version of the puzzle said by the sphinx, I modified it to blend into modern culture, in Greek culture Day is also a girl, I wrote brother and sister which is true in modern civilization.
genius

So the award for genius blogger goes to..
Mukund and Nikita.
Clap Clap Clap.

So there ends the award ceremony, did I do it right?? These are my first award so I did not wish to miss one.
Now tags, oh yes Tags.Surprisingly I had 4 tags pending (yeah I tried hard to keep up with it, if I miss out your name, please inform) 3 where the same tag (Mind game) by Dhimanji, Shruti and Roshmi
So let me keep up with it.
1. What is your name: Siddhesh, naam toh suna hoga.;)
2. A four Letter Word: Song
3. A boy's Name: Siddhart.
4. A girl's Name: Shruti. Can't think of anything else.
5. An occupation: Sweeper! I am out of ideas!!!! Bombay_sweeper
6. A colour: Saffron. Mera rang de basanti chola, mohe rang de. Color my cape saffron color, sung by Bhagat Singh, a real freedom fighter.
7. Something you wear: Shoes. Every one does!!!
8. A food: Suji ka Halwa in Hindi/ Sheera in marathi Eating it as I am writing this post..;)
9. Something found in the bathroom: Soap, that is if you take a bath.:P
10. A place: Spain, aah the lovely city of Spain.
11. A reason for being late: Slipped on the road, see the road to my office and you will agree
12. Something you shout: Superb, I am going too if I finish this tag in one go.
13. A movie title: Salam-e-ishq, a movie I always love to watch.
14. Something you drink: Sprite, clear hai???
15. A musical group: Saaz, I was part of it, I think.I used to visit them on stage as bouncer. :P
16. An animal: Swordfish, sorry couldn't think of anything else, I liked to movie too..;)
17. A Street name: Shimla office in Shivaji Nagar, Pune.
18. A type of car: Saab, Aero X, My dream car after Lamborghini.
19. A song title: Sau saal pehle, mujhe tumse pyaar tha, aaj bhi hai aur. (yeah boring choice, but its stuck in my mouth. Don't ask for translation, it's a hindi song.)
20. A verb: Say.
Oh well, this tag was real tuff!!!
And yes I have to catch some more bakras for the horrible mind game…
Ashwini | Pooja | Suga | Bharathi | Ranee| Indian Pundit these are new people I haven’t tagged before…:D

The ABC Tag.


I was tagged for ABC by the lovely Shruti.
So here comes my ABC!
A - Available/Single? Nope, not at all.I am committed to the beautiful Dipu.
DSC05698copyB - Best friend? One and only, Dipu, we started as friends and ended in relationship!!!
C - Cake or Pie? Cake anytime, errr.do I get one??
D - Drink of choice? Beer, Hu la la la la lo le lo.
E - Essential item you use every day? My Lappy.
F - Favorite color? Red
G - Gummy Bears Or Worms? None, we don't get them in India.
H - Hometown? Pune.
I - Indulgence? Writing comics, novels, designing websites, blogs etc.
J - January or February? January.my birthday and also the day I proposed (I proposed on the next day of my birthday as I was out of station for my birthday)
K - Kids & their names? Rhea if a girl (That Dipu decided) and The Hulk if it's a boy.
L - Life is incomplete without? Dipu, my Parents and my Bro
M - Marriage date? I want it on 15th Jan, she doesn't like it.
N - Number of siblings? One... Younger brother! orange-apple
O - Oranges or Apples? Huh.Apples
P - Phobias/Fears? Fear of the unknown, had it since childhood.
Q - Quote for today? 'If you fight with the king, make sure you kill him' learned from experience.
R - Reason to smile? Whenever she calls and starts complaining.
S - Season? Winter, nights are longer, can sleep more..
T - Tag 3 People? Ashwini | Pooja | Suga
U - Unknown fact about me? Hmmm. I am prone to have anger outburst and slap people too easily (don't worry am on medication to control that!!!)
V - Vegetable you don't like? Brinjal.yuck!!!
W -Worst habit? I cannot control my rage like the Hulk.."Hulk Smash"
X - X-rays you've had? Huh.for my teeth (plural) two root canal operation.
Y-Your favorite food? Chicken Lung Fung soup.yummy!!!
Z - Zodiac sign? Capricon.baa baa

So that's it from my comeback post, please finish the tag for the people who are tagged in.and congrats for the awards. See you soon with one more dhamakedaar post. Bbye..
Please note: This post is also written in a hurry. I am again on the move to Noida, will catch some cool bloggers there. Pardon me if I did not comment on any post, I have read all the blogs in a reader but have very less time to come on blogosphere to comment. But I will definitely comment on each and every post soon.

Cheers.
SiD

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Fiction –55 The Strawberry

55fiction A Fiction-55 story is the micro fiction that is 55 words or less. Obviously I have bitten by the bug so well, that this is my 4th story in last one week. I have also created a separate menu on top nav bar for my 55-fiction. A friend told me this inspiring story from zen culture thought of sharing it with you in 55 words. Read more about 55-fiction on the wiki
2648c88e6655f435f6547686d8cf92dfHe hung there clinging for his life on the strawberry wine, HarbinDandong 079

Suddenly he saw three tiger stood below waiting for their lunch and two mice gnawing at the strawberry wine from the top.
The man swiftly pressed the luscious, red strawberry onto his tongue, he enjoyed the finest,juiciest,sweetest meal of his life.
How is it???
To read my other 55 fiction, click here.
P.s. Oh yes, I posted back to back. Its Sunday and all malls are closed. So do see the Riddle post as well.

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Riddle This

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"What walks on four feet in the morning, two in the afternoon and three at night?”

This question was asked to Oedipus by a Sphinx. The story goes thus, While on his journey to Thebes, Oedipus encounters the Sphinx who would stop all those who traveled to Thebes and ask them a riddle. If the travelers were unable to answer correctly, they were eaten by the Sphinx; if they were successful, they would be able to continue their journey. Answer to this puzzle can be found somewhere in this post (:P)

This is literally the first riddle ever known to man. Riddle’s have always been there to amuse us, to puzzle us, to enthrall us. Some riddles are very popular in mythological stories like Oedipus, above, or remember the doors of Moria, ‘The Doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter’riddlem

Riddles have been in history since a long long time, in Hindu culture we had many scholars who crafted these riddles and puzzles to solve. One of the popular poets for puzzles in India was Amir Khusro, from Delhi, who was a sufi artist and created poetic puzzles.
Nar naari kehlaati hai,
aur bin warsha jal jati hai;
Purkh say aaway purkh mein jaai,
na di kisi nay boojh bataai.
Is known by both masculine and feminine names,
And lightens up (or burns up) without rain;
Originates from a man and goes into a man,
But no one has been able to guess what it is.
Well can you guess?? Search for the answer in this post.
Riddle’s games are much popular from ages, you challenge others with question and those who cannot answer it loses..

In Norse mythology, the king of the Gods, Odin, won such a contest by the questionable tactic of asking a question to which only he could know the answer. However, as his adversary accepts such a question, he is bound to honor the terms of the game.riddle1

In J. R. R. Tolkien's The Hobbit, Gollum challenges Bilbo Baggins to a riddle competition; Bilbo wins the competition by asking the riddle, "What have I got in my pocket?" (though he notes that it was not exactly a riddle "according to the ancient rules") which Gollum cannot answer. The answer was the One Ring, which Gollum had lost and Bilbo had found. As happens in the Norse tale, although this is more of a simple question than a riddle, by attempting to answer it rather than challenging it Gollum accepted it as a riddle; by accepting it, his loss.

For the Sphinx riddle Oedipus says: "Man; as an infant, he crawls on all fours, as an adult, he walks on two legs and, in old age, he relies on a walking stick". Oedipus was the first to answer the riddle correctly. Having heard Oedipus' answer, the Sphinx is astounded and throws herself to her death from a cliff top.

Amir Khusro riddle’s meaning is Nadi (Stream).  [I have avoided those words which you can ctrl+f in for the riddles heh heh heh.]

So now, lets play a riddle game, those who can answer this riddle gets a award (yeah real blog award)

genius

There are two siblings: one gives birth to the other and she, in turn, gives birth to the first.

The brother shines bright while the sister is calm and quiet.

Both born of the same mother, both cannot survive each other.

P.s. This riddle is made by me, so googling will not help. You can safely post your answer in the comments, the comments are moderated so won’t approve them for the day.

P.p.s  Hint,you can see my comment after a while for a hint. ;)

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Happy 62th Birthday India

Its 62 years since we got our freedom (at least from the brits). India is just 62 years old but has seen terrorist attacks, wars, epidemics (one on-going), Bomb Blasts on the minus side, on the plus side, it has seen IT parks (not sure if its plus side or minus side for developers), express highways, Mumbai, metro railways and many many goodies.
 
Well, as is the tradition on the blog, I always try to photoblog on the day and pull some pics out of archives. These are the pictures when India was born, 15th August 1947.
To see my collection of other pictures. Please go through the related link section. I would like you to see those archives too…and yes of course, as usual do comment.
 
 
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Five bucks and a pizza...

'Five bucks and a pizza says you cannot say A to Z' said Dipu.
'I can..' I boasted proud-fully.
'Let me see..,' she smiled.
Pulling the complete confidence stuffed into me by my LKG teacher I started, 'A...B...C....D...' and on and on....and then...'Oh damm, what comes after H?... oh right J,' she raised her eyebrows, I realized wrong answer...

'Oh well, K.' She gave me the stare, 'Aaah missed I' I said proudly to learn game over.

Aaah man, this is so unreal. I mean, me being a blogger and all that...and I dunno ABCD...

'Ok, lets try something else...' she said again.
'What now? 1 to hundred? Don't! I get lost after 60,' I replied.
'Who made you an engineer Sid?' she smiled and making me feel completely ashamed of myself left.

I lost five bucks and I know where am I going to eat this weekend.

Five bucks and a pizza says, you cannot say A to Z....try it.

Oh btw...Just learned they are making a movie on me. 'Wake up Sid' the story of a boy who refused to grow up. Interesting isn't it??? They must have been interested in this post, I wrote long back.

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Fiction 55: Sid the kid, Door Bell.

I hope you are not bored with the 55 words seen to have spread across blogosphere faster than Swine Flu. Well, Roshmi asked me, why is it 55 Fiction always has a tragic ending? Vipul challenged me to do a rib tickling Fiction 55, Kaddu needed a happy ending and I thought why not? Of course, why can't a dose of  humor be embedded in 55 words? So presenting Sid the kid, my new character for the 55 Fiction series. The name Sid the kid is given by Shruti, who, for some reason refers to me as Sid the kid.



Sid the kid was stretching hard to reach the doorbell.
Smiling at his little efforts, she rang the doorbell for him.
'There you go, young man, now what?' she asked.
'Now run,' said Sid the kid and ran away.
She froze to see the house owner come out with his bulldog.



The awesome image courtesy: Google Images

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Suar kaa baccha!!!!

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A BIG NOTE: THIS IS NOT A POST RELATED TO INFORMATION ON SWINE FLU. PLEASE USE ANY OTHER CREDIBLE SOURCES FOR THE INFORMATION. THIS IS JUST A FUNNY POST. 
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Brang brang brang...censor board, censor board....naah, don't let the title of the post agitate you or angry you. The verbal abuse is not intended towards any human but towards actual suar as in Pig as in Swine, yeah got the point??

Why the big red note? My feedjit shows people coming from google, hunting for information, I have to guide them right???

So what made me write such crazy post on such critical issue??? Well, I roamed around Pune, without a mask , to find some very funny and crazy things related to swine flu.

Aaah, dude, don't you have any seriousness towards the epidemic?
Actually no, I believe its just like SARS(remember few days ago, China) human body became immune to the disease.

This swine has turned Pune into Ninja City, reminding me of Shaolin Soccer, right from begger to peddler are wearing mask to cover them-self.

I entered Dorabjee and was shopping for mayonnaise, at that moment a girl from cosmetic counter sneezed. Three girls shopping at that counter left the counter immediately. Oh man, not good??

One IT professional, 'You see Swine flu is the marketing ploy from pharmaceutical companies. They want to divert attention from recession. Damm, no one talks now about how I was wrongly fired,'

One very intelligent person, 'Swine flu happens to only those who eat pork, as we do not eat me and my family are immune.' ROFL.


Well, picture this, a group of boys where sitting on Fergussion College katta (The holy grail of bird watchers, don't ask what I was doing there) and chatting,
'Oye Pandya kidhar hai?' [Where is Pandhya? Probably nickname of their friend]
'Aaj College nahi aya' [He did not come to college today]
'So gaya kya, hospital bed pe' [Is he hospitalized]
'Usko suar ka rog kya hoga, woh khud suar ka rog hai..'[He is immune to swine flu, the pigs will catch flu from him]
Others laugh.


On the traffic signal, the traffic signal executive(I really don't know what to call those kids selling stuff on traffic signal. Executive, cos they sell their products within 20 seconds, some marketing guru???),
'Sahab, mask' showing the dirty surgical mask (I often wondered who supplies this stuff to them?? They sell books, roses, statues and now surgical mask!!!!)
'Kitne ka hai?' [How much does it cost?]
'Yeh 50rs ka hai, guarantee se bachoge' [This cost 50 bucks, you will be saved]
'Kitne ko dega?' [My bargaining style, never works, I wish Dipu was here. She reduces price from 50 to 5!!!]
'Aapke liye 30 ko deta hoon, 60 ko do lo' [I will give you one for 30, 2 for 60 'exclusively' for you. I am sure he says this to every one around]
Seeing the signal starting 'Nahi lena' [Not interested]
'Acha 25, hamara khareedi nahi hai' [Ok 25, we got this for 25 only]
'Nahi bola na' [No don't want]
'Ok...last 20' [Oh my, the 100% guarantee mask reducing price :P]
I kick my bike. 'Acha 10 ko?' his voice trails away as I speed up....last bargain was 10, the mask original cost is Rs 1.

My friend calling me, 'Sid, prepare your last will,'
'Huh?'
'We all are gonna die'
'Oh, so whom are you giving your stuff too?? Aliens?? Try me'
'Fullfil all your last desires man,' he explains.
'I wanted to slap a brit before dying' [That is actually my desire, no offense Brits, the prejudice is historical not personal] me.
'Aah now no time for that, you will die restless' he.
'Dude, get a life, if you are dead today, you will die a virgin death...ha ha ha' me.
Bangs the phone.

In my office,
'I am gonna wear this mask the whole day in office,' a intelligent colleague.
'Oh wow, are you on fast?'
'No why?'
'How are you going to eat food?'
'Err... I will remove it in cafeteria'
'Oh...the whole office will be eating there right? so whats the point in wearing the mask???'

Some INTELLIGENT man, 'You see my son, this marks the end of kalyug, we are all going to die. Judgement day is here'
'Didn't you say that for LHC machine? for SARS and for AIDS too??

One interesting point to note,
'Swine Flu is spreading via air, everyone knows.
Swine Flu is a epidemic, everyone knows.
A surgical mask can prevent 66% infection, everyone buys the 1 rs mask for 10 rs.


'AIDS is spreading, everyone knows.
 A condom can prevent AIDS 100%, everyone knows.
A condom is just for 3 bucks, no one buys it!!!!!'

Gosh...such a pity. Ek Suar aadmi ko kya kya karvata hai... [One pig can cause so much trouble to mankind]

The good news is, office is coming up with work from home, the bad news is, malls, multiplexes are also going to remain close. I thinking of getting a pack of cards, risk and monopoly and yeah blogging too...

Oh and hey, don't fugget to see the new header for Sidoscope.

Cheers,
SiD

Stay Safe. Stay fit.
Image Credits: ofcourse google images.
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Some blog
Orbitcast

tumhe tumhare mask ki kasam...comment maro...:P

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55 Fiction: The Last Minute

 55 Fiction is a form of microfiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words. Read more about fiction-55.
Calmly, he thought as he paced around the room 'Can the prophecy be true? Will I die in next 30 secs?'

The clock on the wall struck twelve.

'I am saved,' he jumped around excited and he felt sharp pain in chest.

The town hall struck twelve and his heart gave the last stroke.
This 55 fiction is based on a true story, the man's autopsy revealed heart stroke due to over excitement.

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A happy happy day!!!

I am happy. Two reasons, Dipu gifted me my favorite cowboy hat (wonder where she got it from) and second my IndiRank jumped to 74 (from 67) cool ain't it??? So I decided to write a simple post to share my happiness with you.

Here you see the picture of my brand new cowboy hat and on my orkut, facebook, twitter, blogger profile you will me wearing that hat. :D


 I was tagged recently by The rose (Shilpa)

and so here it is the Jhatpat tag!!!

tan da dan....

1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn on page 18 and find line 4.
The Problem was, the rich man was not rich yet and the poor man was not yet poor. - Rich Dad, Poor Dad by Robert Kiyisoki.


2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can & catch air?
Done.



3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Ben Ten on Cartoon Network.



4. Without looking, guess what time it is?
8:00 pm


5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?
8:16 pm


6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
A song 'nagada baja' oh wait, thats my ringtone, my phones ringing. Break.



7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
In the evening around 5:30 to meet Dipu.



8. Before you started this Q&As, what did you look at?
My Cowboy hat and twitter.



9. What are you wearing?

My Cowboy hat (been wearing it since evening), jacket, t-shirt and cargos.



10. When did you last laugh? 
Just right now when Dipu called me.



11. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Two posters of Captain Jack Sparrow, one Superman no-limits poster, one wolverine poster, one spiderman poster. Oh man, I am missing my Bane of the Demon and Batman poster. Aaargh, my mom!!!!



12. Seen anything weird lately?
I live in Pune, people are walking like living Ninja's, covering their face.



13. What do you think of this quiz?
Is this a quiz???


14. What is the last film you saw?
Love Aaj kal



15. If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy?
Google.


16. Tell me something about you that I dunno!
You do not know that I had 7 blogs before this, 6 failed one survived. (yeah I am crazy)


17. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
Steal money and Microsoft from Bill Gates.



18. Do you like to Dance?
I love too, only Michael (Jackson) was better than me. (RIP)



19. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Rheya/Riya (Suggested by Dipu, good thing cos sometimes I call her Diya)



20. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call her?
The Hulk (Me and Dipu often fight over this, but my decision is final)



21. Would you ever consider living abroad?
No. I prefer entering politics in India (I am a cartoonist, so have the right background for one :D)



22. What do you want GOD to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?
You were always right. Sorry.


Who do I tag? Well, i have already pestered too many people for tags many times. They will kill me, so do take this tag and post in comment if you wish.

Btw. I know you don't like to read tag post anymore, but this one is nice and do read it and Comment.
Ciya...

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