Idle Indians : what a same!!!!

A few days ago whole Darjeeling was celebrating the triumph of their lad in Indian Idol. Even today they are celebrating, but in a different mood by burning setting their home to flames!!!
And how did it actually happen? Well, Out of the trillion Radio Channels out there, some A**h*le radio jockey (RJ) made derogatory remarks on Prashant Tamang. The singer wasn’t complaining and was fount saying “there is nothing like this…….. it is a misunderstanding. Nitin (RJ) has not said anything of that sort.”
But who cares. That was more than enough to give our Idle Indian Junta some real time pass. Who else would have had time to go out and spend time setting vehicles ablaze, including Police Jeeps (!!!), shops attacked and brickbats exchanged. They also prevented an ambulance headed for a nearby hospital from passing.
I wasn’t to ask one question.
When will we Indians develop some commonsense??!!!!
In my short life i have witnessed lot of such incidents happening all over the place.A comedy show anchor on the idiot box said shahrukh is good for nothing & what follows?Two guys who were very good friends had a lethal fight.
What has happened to india or i should say, what will happen with india ,if this continues.

THE BROKER

This exquisite piece of literature mastered by JOHN GRISHAM portrays the fall of the most successful broker Washington had ever witnessed. The outgoing president of USA granted a speculated and rather controversial pardon to Joel Backman in the eleventh hour, who had spent last six years in a federal prison. The actual reason behind the pardon was the enormous pressure of CIA. It was speculated that the broker in his heyday, acquired the secrets that compromise the security of the world’s most sophisticated, state of the art satellite surveillance system.

Backman was smuggled out of the federal prison to Italy. He now had a new name, new ID, and a new home. Well the home part was rather skeptical. It kept changing every week and sometimes even before a week. He was put through rigorous training of Italian etiquettes and culture by a personal tutor. His every step was closely watched and reported back to CIA headquarters. A lot of people out there wanted to skim his head off his hood. The
CIA was sure he is going to die but who‘ll get his head was the question.

Before going to Jail he was trying to sell a unknown stealth satellite system named "NEPTUNE" discovered by three pakistani scientists while trying to locate foreign surveillance satellites.They hacked into these satellites and rendered control oner them.They never had any idea to whom Neptune belonged. It was not a US system, hence CIA was interested in finding the real owner.

The CIA planted the bomb and was now doing what it’s best at, Sit back and watch. Marco Lazzeri aka Joel backman was left assured by frequent threats that, the only chance of his survival was to quickly melt in the Italian espresso. He was to leave no trail, for the slightest chances of his survival. Marco put his bone and marrow in adapting him to the place, but he never understood the idea of spending so heavily on teaching & disguising him as Italian while he can be left in places like NZ or GB. It‘ll be helluva lot easier for him to adjust there.

He was no ordinary man & was getting more and more skeptical. In the meantime he started planning his great escape. This book gets slow in between but the impeccable narration, the plot, Drama, Suspense and thriller makes it a must read.

PS:You will understand Italians much better by the time you finish reading it.

Hurray!!! SlideShow in Blogger......

One of my favourite past time is to collect wallpapers.

So, i thought adding a slideshow of my collection here. It's very simple, just follow these steps...

1. Sign into Picasa web albums.

2. Upload some pics or walls you like.

3. Create an album of these pics.

4.Then click on the album to see the pics, on the left side you will see something like this



5.After clicking on it you will see this box. Select the size of the slide show. A URL will be generated in the yellow box.

Copy and paste the from the yellow field of the box to the HTML view of your Blog editor in between these " div and /div" tags or you can paste it before any "/div" .
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View Album

Get your own

That it. Happy Blogging....

You can add slideshows from Flickr too, but there is a restriction on the space and other requirements. I like to stick with GOOGLE for most of the things :-).

Mega b'day blast.....

11:49 PM 7th September, My nap was snapped by Yawps & High-pitch-fart, walking out of my room i found the corridor full, and realized, all were waiting desperately, passing threats to doodh and discussing most deadliest tactics.
If you haven't guessed it yet(you must be lame to do so!!!), these were the preprations for the Bumps session of the newly Proclaimed "Fart GOD" of our wing, who had surpassed Anty by a definite margin to get the title.
Anna was trying to justify his "hacksaw-in-the-Ass" idea, while neta was all ready with his hockey leg guards.Bhondu was settled with his bucket of water.Anna was finally setteled with his "hawaii chappal".Doodh was found literally begging for life to every soul around the corner.Finally going by the wing rules, the hits were fianlized *two bumps each + chappal shots (As Much As You Can????!!!)*. Doodh frowned, devils cheered.
The bells ranged and Ajinkya was one of the very few wished b'day before bumped hardcore.
Quadrangle was waiting and so were 5th wingers.Some problems here, none volunteered to lift as everyone wanted to HIT.dilli and hulli lifted & Finally it started.............................

Dhamki>Moli>bachha>Anty-aah....>tattu-b*nc**d>anna>dhamki>mamme>bhondu>Chappal time>>>>>>Lifters changed> Hula-anna-double shot -aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.......> tattu> dhamki>dhamki?(WTF) > dilli> no stopping chappals now>>>>>>>>>>>>>>aah's uh's everywhere> Anty>Dhamki(too much!!!)>Hula> bachha>chappals-(Lando's shot, too loud)......>>>>>>>Some more bumps>Dragging on the ground> anfield> pani ki balti>> ferocious dragging on the ground>PI>Some final hits>>>>> and the catastrophe ended for doodh.
Everyone wished him happy b'day(he was wearing his killer smile which earned him a lovely testimonial today).
Bhale and anna had satisfied looks on their faces, Dhamki on the other hand was crying-"Oye aur maro, mujhe 4 guna pade the" "yeh galat hain"...... Well i wasn't there on dhamki's b'day but i am very skeptical about his comments.......
That was one of the most ferocious Bumps session i have witnessed. Hail doodh for standing on his feet after those hardest of bumps & hottest of chappals.

Man, i am having very bad feelings abt MY DAY now('ll it be a B'day or D'day?????).

The treat followed, and all went well.I wish him happy returns for the rest of his b'day.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOODH BHAI.

Walk to remember

This page was waiting for it's first mark on the blogosphere for quite a while. If it remained unscribbled even after tonight's incidents then dawn is nowhere in the horizon.
As a placement Representative(PR ), it was my first working day(or was it!!!) at the workshop by Lehman Brothers.
Reporting time was 4:00, which was stretched to 4:30. I was waiting for yells from irshad for ruining his Trading game ticket, but escaped it with some luck on my side.
Me & mamme were dormant in the IC&SR when other Representatitves were running around like ants have invaded their pants.
Doodh was concentrating hard to catch hold of some misfired bouncers by Lehman pros, and was also irritated by tattu's Fart & Fundaes and his unforgettable workstation (No points for guessing........ his cell!).
After filling our potbelly with chunks from friends burgers & sips of appy , it was finally working time, as the perks were at stake, and all around the place. Living by expectations, the two mortals did what they are very best at(No points for guessing again ;-) ), Souvenir Collection for other mortals .

So far so good, but you must be wondering where is the all hyped walk!!!!!!! Don't give up, keep following....

The clock kept ticking and we kept dodging some more bouncers from the Pros, while some were standing tall and making a collection of books tagged in pounds, which were given as a reward for answering witty questions.
It was dinner time and the plates were full again but this time it was the domino effect which stole the show.
Moods were further lifted after monkey returned unharmed from the Lion's Cave (Dean's office).
Now the Unpredictable Chennai weather stole the show and poured like it rarely does. While we were busy adding to our stores of domino's and coke's for wing treat, rain was adding to it's aroma and poured with full verve. The more we kept Eating and Waiting for the rain to stop, the harder it poured. The domino’s were getting colder, and Neta being the only one with a cycle and no chance of getting lift, four of us were left with no option but to walk back. Mamme and bachha arranged few plastic bags after some persuasion from bhale and me. After securing the Eatables and Electricals we left the shades and walked to the shadows.

The rain was all over us and we were socked through and through. Roads were full of water, and the mortals were all set for a lasting night. We crossed library and I turned to see a car stop by our side. Windscreens came down and I saw a cute face offering lift. I looked inside the car and observing my condition reluctantly refused the offer, although she gave “it’s-fine-with-me” expression on the refusal. She left but with an impression. Mixed feelings pervaded the atmosphere with bhale getting softhearted and mamme naughty (Remember 5 point someone>>>).

The walk continued and this time it was a scooterwala stopping at some distance, turned back, gave a look and left before bachha reached him. Another miss!!!! Then Bhale threw his vaguest of ideas deciding to empty a half-filled coke in the running water. He did it with verve and I am sure he is adding a post on his blog for this. Nothing odd followed and we reached hostel.

We emptied the eatables and Bhale announced the party. The empty corridors were filled with shor and the treat happened in the ganga fashion. Following it was the regular photo shoots in the most creative and pseudo-put poses.

It is still raining, while I am writing this post. All in all it was “the walk to remember”………..

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