Wednesday, November 11, 2009

< TYPOS >

Typos,

The keys on the keyboard are so cluttered together, and this happens. I thought I would share some typo thingy happened to me with my awesome readers.
I was posting some comment in a blog i read yesterday where the blog had some funny pics.
I wanted to say "Thanks for sharing" and look what I typed and posted.
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*Phew

Thanks for the delete option.
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My friend, had some issues with his internet connectivity on his computer and I was called to check on that.
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I opened the browser to check if my awesome trouble shooting worked!.

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw "debooooooo.com" on the browser history list.
[ That could be so frustrating if you don't know the right URL and you try all the different combinations.] I think, may be his younger brother who is doing his schooling did this little adventure on the computer when his bro was away.

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Sunday, November 8, 2009

< A LETTER >

Dear Creep

That’s one adjective bestowed upon you by me and my friends. You totally take pride in making people scream out loud by your antics.

The way we met was totally different. Remember that day, 10 years back when I got a call from an unlisted number.
I still remember the conversation.

Me: Hello

You: ARRRRGGHHH!! Where are you?

Me: Who is this?

You: Aha!!! Who am I? I am waiting for you here with your documents you @&(^@#&@.

Me: errr... Check the numbers before you dial again you creep.

[Pause]
You: Gee... *gulp, I am sorry, You end with 69. I am sorry

Me: WHAT?

You: Sorry again, my friend's number ends up with 96.

Me: Hahahahahaha!!

[Pause]

Me: Hello, you there?

You: Hahahahahaha!!!

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Then after that I got around 10 or more texts on my cell phone apologizing for your dumb conversation.
That was the beginning of our friendship. Something in the lines of the conversation made some kind of connection between us.
As time moved by we became good friends, best friends. I would say you are the only person who knew a lot about me.

We never found it difficult to say anything to you, and you always sit with that crooked smile, listening to everyone, stacking it away, sealed forever. You took care to see that your conversation never linked to our sad moments. You are a guy with an awesome sense of humor. All those stupid text messages you send us every day in the morning, woke us out of the bed with a smile, sometimes with huge laughs. oohh..I forgot you never forgot any of our birthdays. You were the first one to wish us no matter what.

I loved your never 'giving up the chase' attitude dude. You always put others first in your priority list. It requires guts. Seriously a lot of gut than what people thinks about it.
This incident still surprises me. That day when I was sick and was unable to travel to receive a foreign delegate you personally volunteered on behalf of me and went to receive him. See, that day you had just recovered from fever. You were so confident in whatever you do. You never said anything. You went ahead, you did it. Wow!

Your 'Project Catherine' was quiet famous in our friend circle. Dude!! that days was awesome.

Whenever we meet up, we used to laugh for hours. You come up with all those insane stories and your adventure stories on your motor-bike. (You were married to it!). I think the toughest thing to do on this planet is to put a genuine smile on someone else face. You do that with ease.

Hey!! that was a fine evening of November.The beautiful clouds ornamented the sky in it's bronze and gold.
You know we used to talk a lot whenever we meet. But that day, you came to meet me. Something was bothering us both. We stood there.
You denied the offer for a coffee. Of course, I felt a pang in the heart when you left. Something was not right.

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When I didn’t hear from you after that day, I tried to drive away those not so good thoughts which was gnawing at my heals.
Nobody knew that you could never take our calls again.
Nobody knew that you would walk out of our life in this painful way.

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I believe souls have a way of whispering to those that they care for.

Hey Creep!! Want to ask you something.
Was that you who gave me a call, I didn’t know that it was you or some paranoid illusion.
I was in my bed and was tired after a long days work. I got a call from your number, or was it just another dream?
And you asked me what was in the cup on the table!! My mom had kept tea on the table. I didn’t even know it was there cuz I was fast asleep.
I still remember that conversation we had, cuz, you were asking me about something on my table that I didn't know was there.
Oh yeah, I wouldn't call you creep anymore, err..I think I can call you Casper or something. You sure were balding out a lil.
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Your phone was lost in that accident. Nobody else had our phone numbers or ID's to get in touch with us, to let us know that you had...

Manu told me later that you were on your way to collect the passport of your buddy’s sister and you met up with the accident.
You were assuring him that, you are alright when you were actually not, while being taken to hospital. That was sheer guts to smile at the
doctor, dig out the passport from the pockets of your pants and give it to Manu, and say " Give it to her, Keep it safe," give them all a big smile and then move out into the world of the unknown.
I still have your phone number in my old phone. Never felt like deleting it from the contact list.
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It is odd, I know, cuz I am talking to you dead. My comrade, it is easier to talk to dead than many people I know who are well alive. Ironical, isn’t it?Trust me man, it is true.
When we gear up for the adventures without you in the caves or on the hills, someone will always comment that 'he is watchin our 6, why worry!!'
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November, was when you were born, November was when you left. Winter always come cold and gray. Ain’t it? When the winter dawns, the cold old memories, somehow gets reenacted without any warning. They should be hibernating during the winters. Right?
I can imagine what kind of smart ass comment you would put down here.

Yeah and as usual, my Mom says "Hi".

Regards,
Sorcerer
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Friday, November 6, 2009

< FUND RAISING >

College is a social setting, where we learn the complexities of life for free. - Sorcerer

Ps: No sentiments were hurt in the making of this episode.
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We all decided to celebrate the ONAM.( An awesome festival in Kerala.) This is the celebration in which we Keralites(Also called Mallus) make floral designs with flowers in front of the home and long queues in front of beverage corporation.

[Floral Design] , [ Long Queue]

We people thought of celebrating it our way. We got together at one of our buddies home and thought of cooking our own food and accessory foods.'[ Food that goes with main food() ] This is where the butterfly effect began to take shape.

Harish was in charge of making 'Payasam'( A sweet drinkable non alcoholic thing).

He was busy multi-tasking between 2 dishes he was making. Some unexplainable phenomenon made the 'sweet drinkable non alcoholic thingy' slip and fall.

Don't worry! Nothing happened to me. [Thank you for your concern!! :) ]

I was away, in the bath. Taking a shower after a steamy affair. [In the kitchen it is always a steamy affair.] and I am unable to say how it happened, cuz I didn't see it.

Anyway I am short of words to explain this unfortunate incident that happened to a best buddy. He was burned, badly, but he insists it’s not so bad.

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At The Campus:

Harish, was sitting under a beautiful tree, trying to forget the unfortunate incident which happened to him last day. He didn’t want to talk to anyone. He wanted peace.
We were sitting a few meters away from him. The awesome Onam celebration was real costly celebration and we were all broke.

Most of the funding for our Co-Curricular activities didn’t come from our home, but was raised from the campus itself. Mostly, fund raising happens for cricket matches that never happened, or football teams that never played but lost.

[ No!!! Don't give me that look. This is how we all get seasoned by life.pish pish pish!!! ]

One of them in our group had an idea. Everyone opposed this awesome Idea at first, including my conscious, but soon thinking about the potential in that idea everyone agreed.


We: Hey! Harish, We want to ask you something.

Harish: I am not coming anywhere. I am sitting here..Right Here!!

We all understood the hostile tone in the voice. The first stage was a success.
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Harish was a good guy, helpful; everybody loves him, including girls in the campus.
The 'Save Harish' campaign was stealthily in progress at the campus. The target audience of this campaign was the 'girls' of course.

Why girls?

They have 50, 100, 500, 1000 Indian Rupee notes. Guys have 5, 10, Rs notes. They always keep denominations or are broke.

Correct Timing:
Its the first day after Onam Holidays. So every one (especially girls)comes from home with cash given to them by unkils(read: Uncles) and aunts, elder cousins, NRI relatives etc.

How stealth works:

"You don't want to hurt Harish's sentiments. Do ya?” This simple statement will allow us to leave a very tiny heat signature on their radar and help the campaigners to work in stealth before blowing our cover or as the pilots call it 'Getting painted'.

Anyway!
We were able to raise a good 'fund'.
You may ask me will it work? Trust me. It will

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Due to the prying eyes of the Income Tax Department, I won’t be saying how much amount we raised. Not much but it was sufficient to keep us all going for a month.
After 2 hours or so, we were back with him, under the beautiful tree. There he was sitting alone.
We went near him. Gives him the Pepsi we brought for him.

He sniffs the air.


Harish: You all went and had Chicken Biryani?

We:hmmmm.....

Harish: Is that why you called me before you left?

We: errr...Hmm.....

Harish: You people didn’t tell me you were going for food.

Lijo: How can we tell you? We raised the fund in your name.

Harish: WHAT?

[Let here be silence]

We: hmm... but we brought you Pepsi. It is full of vitamins. You will get well soon.
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Does this come under survival skill? I don't know.
I won't be surprised if anyone in our close friends group becomes a politician in the future.
At times I do think , isn’t this the way how the world work these days?

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Thursday, November 5, 2009

< SNIPPETS >


Some Conversations to begin the month with.
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Sorcerer:Hey!! I made a new mathematical equation.

Supriya: cool.

Sorcerer: Its complicated. You can apply that equation to a person's mobile number and find out, how long that person will live on this planet.

Supriya: LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nice try!!

Sorcerer: Ouch!!! This will go down in the history books as Sorcerer's Equation#834983443Ab

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E&EBozo is an Electrical&Electronics guy!

E&EBozo: Hey!! Help me with something.

Geniass:Ohkay!! Tell me what ya want? Am I surprised?

E&EBozo:There is this Chick in my class, I am planning to hit on, Need a cheesy line for text message.

Geniass:(*closes eyes ,in contemplation.) Tell me about her.

E&EBozo: She is cute. She is voluptous.She is genius.

Geniass: Hmm....Genius according to you, right?

E&EBozo:Are you gonna help me or not?

Geniass:Text her "For your headlights, I am the Thomas Edison of love. Come into my life and take away the darkness."

E&EBozo: :|
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never disappoints me.

Sorcerer: Hey fellas.. whats you talkin about?

Win:aah. we were talkin about cancer and things and now its just the boobs. That is more interesting.

Sorcerer:(.)(.) s.Hmm..?.

Win:I want those bigger.

Sorcerer: [big](.)(.)[/big].. There you go!!

Win:LOL

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Friday, October 30, 2009

< VIDEO TAPE PLAYER>


It is an incident that happened some years back. That was when we had the VCR and VCP dominating the television era. That bulky dinosaur machinery is now replaced by iPod and CD players.

Why Am I telling you this?
Because this incident revolves around that prehistoric anomaly.

Arshad was our neighbor. Good guy, extra clean attitude, extra decent, silent. He is the favorite guy for all on our block. Girls run out of adjectives when they describe him. Above all he is a God fearing guy.
When we get kicked by my best buddy’s sister, she always ends her statements saying “Look at Arshad, Such a nice guy, unlike you morons. Guys should be like that. Learn from him.”
We don’t have any regrets. We are rebels and we are shamelessly proud of it. We shout, we do all nonsense things. BEEG DEAL if the other earthlings cannot take it.
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One evening, we get a call from Arshad’s sister.

“Hey! We want to watch a video. Arshad is not here. Can you help us operate this stuff?”
“Errr…yeah!!”

My friend hung up the call.

“Its is her. She wants some help with the video tape player. Thank God for too many buttons on the remote control.”

“Yeah!”

As you have guessed, we never miss an opportunity to help a human in need,contrary to the popular belief that is.
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We went to Arshad’s home.
The home was fully packed with females. His cousins, his aunts, his grannies, small kids, and toddlers, also some chicks from our neighborhood everybody was there at his home. If he runs for an election, he sure will win.

We kinda felt like ‘errrrrr….’ When we entered the room.

“Arshad is not here. And this tape has the recording of our relative’s wedding ceremony. So we want to watch it.”
She handed the tape to my friend.
The technical persons,(Me and My friend) was in the spotlight.
You ever had that feeling, you are being watched. We had such a feeling then.

He pushed the tape in. It’s supposed to be ‘AUTOMATIC’ (SARCASM!! Thinking about today.)
NOTHING!!!

We with our awesome analytical skill found that the tape player is not connected to the television.
We set everything right and pushed the tape in again
Well!! All we could see was some faces with lots of out of focus pixels(Grains!! They call that in old days) accompanied by eerie music.

“Need to open it up and clean the tape head.” DECLARED my friend.

Arshad’s sister got us a screw driver. We opened it and cleaned the tape head with a piece of newspaper. (Wipe dirt with dirt and viola!!! It goes)

“Do you have any other tape? Can’t risk putting this video tape again. Just need to make sure that the tape head is clean.” That was an intelligent suggestion from my friend.

‘hmm….Let me check.” Said Arshad’s sister,

“Hey!! Arshad bro has got a tape in his cupboard” declared a sweet little voice. “I will go and get it.” This little girl said that and ran upstairs.
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The little girl returned with a tape in her hand.
My friend looked at the unmarked tape. He pushed the video tape into the player. He was busy putting back the screws on to the player and those screws slipped and rolled under the television stand. Me and my buddy got to the task of pickin the dark lil screws from the dark granite floor.
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We stood up after getting those screws and ta…daaaa!!! The room was empty. Everyone was gone. There was no one in that room. We looked at the TV Screen.

Ayayayay!!!! There was this naked man doing nasty (read: awesome) things to this naked woman. Ayayayay!!!
Someone was getting screwed while we were searching for the screws. Did you notice Irony surrounding that statement?

We switched off the television. Took the video tape back and switched off the video player.

“errr…. Should we tell them we are leaving?” I asked my friend.
“err…We are leaving.” We called out into the void room ()

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We walked with our heads down till we were in clear. Actually we were hiding the huge grin on our face thinking about the aftermath of this situation, contrary to the onlookers belief that we hung our head for being in that embarassing situation.

“Arshad is gonna get screwed today. Aint it?” I asked my friend
We both nodded our head.

“Did you hear that CRASH after we left?” My friend asked me.
“That could be the tape getting floored.” I replied.

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Rebels scored another point!!

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