Dry day.. Monday, Mar 16 2009 

Its 12 am and the new day started with surprises. After talking to Paleen for 2 hours I decided to sleep. Its  was early morning and the creed noise was annoying.  I hate these creeds. I pulled over the blanket and somehow managed to get sleep for few more hours. Paddy was banging his head.

Knox visited my place in noon and we explored national train services. Heavy lunch resulted in drowsy. Knox dozed and i was waiting for Frank. Frank arrived and we three chatted for sometime. It started to drizzle in the evening and decided to loaf around. Shopping, MacDee , local clashes etc.. and we returned home.

Paneel had sent a surprise gift. Flowers and Pastry.

Knox departed. Paddy was never aware of the event.  I invited Kody to join the troop. We had good time. Kody and Frank leaded the discussion panel.  We celebrated the dry day as i had preserved the stocks . Finally a hilarious semi bond movie to end the day. And my voice chat with paleen started…

Missed you Monday, Mar 16 2009 

I missed the shout of motor, the loud sound of whistle,
The huge line of non moving dynamic machines, the air which is never fresh,
The curse in the queue, the fight and the arrogance of the crowd,
The loud cheer of creeds, the never stopping crackers and bands,
The questions from roomies, – why dinner, why study, why life, why this, why that

It’s been 4 days and I missed you so much.

Second life Monday, Mar 16 2009 

I love my second life.
Last evening I spoke to Jane before I crashed to bed.

My office seems to be changed. It looked like a average hotel. We had shared our office with other companies. Jane’s office was next to mine and she used to come in coffee breaks with a gift.

Her first gift was a ‘Super shoe’. It was emitting fire balls from the sole. I could fly from place to place. But as our company emphasizes on injury free space – the shoe was prohibited in the campus.The cost of shoe was estimated to be – All the employees in our company could buy a car together.

All our managers had taken up part time job as taxi drivers after office hours.

Second gift was a bodybuilding kit. After receiving that kit from Jane I felt like WWE player. Suddenly I was in a some place – 60* 80 approximately, surrounded by 10 store buildings. Jibo came to same place and told he was using the same kit.  I seemed to have put on more weight than him. He told it costs 4530 $.
Later I wanted to play cricket . I was thinking about ‘Sixer’ – to hit over 10 store building. ( Hello – Six has got nothing to do with altitude moron, but i guess it must be Afridi’s effect).

Then came the boys. Robert, Roger and Rupert ( triplets)  and all of them were alike. They were fighting with each other.
I could hear Kenith shouting – Lets go to lunch boys.

Operation SeineKumaarr! [TOP SECRET] Saturday, Dec 15 2007 

The title was directly lifted from the subject that Mojo used for the mails that went into the planning.

TOP SECRET was intentional. It had to be. It was TAAP SECRET matter :)

It all began in the back seat of the KSRTC red bus that we took to chikkamagalur on our way to Mullainagiri trek. The masterminds – Mojo, Ranger, Sudhaam & Sandy(the ditcher).

The original plan was to embarass Thamie in front of his classmates on his arrival back home. We just wanted to ensure that the first words out of his mouth as soon as he lands in Bangalore would be, “Yen Chappa gaLu sisya!”(In his typical mid-england accent).

Draft Version of the plan:

Gather about 10-12 kumaarrs. Dress them up in typical Mandya lungi – shirtsu. Arrange for a band – Tamte Dholu. and to top it up some Annamman dancu. As soon as he sets his foot outside the terminal, to jump at his feet with “Addbiddvi buddhi” and put a “Notina haara” on him.

Some additions to the plan also included arranging for some ‘chakkas’ to embarrass him even more. :P

But the plan needed some refining provided the fact that the venue for this kumaarrgiri plan was the Bangalore airport. and the ‘maamas’ over there weren’t our actual ‘maamas’ to just let us go ahead with all these nakhras.

The revised plan:

Dress code : Formal attire, with ties. [of course we are the corporate kumaarrs now :) ]

The ‘Notina haara’ was too good an idea to ditch.

If not the ‘tamte dholu’ band, some ‘noise making apparatus’ as a replacement.

And of course a video camera to capture all the kumarrgiri[ which will be uploaded to Youtube/Kumaarrs soon ]

Ranger went about finding out the flight particulars from Thamie a couple of days earlier. He was flying by emirates, via Dubai. The fact that he would land here around 1745hrs ‘local time’ on a friday evening made it much more easier for us.
Another good news was that his parents weren’t going to be present at the airport to witness the ‘brutal assault’ that was to be meted out on him :P

The D-Day (14th December ’07)

25 Rs.1000 notes( of course fake ones ). Check.

Shawl( oddisoke) – Missing! Replacement – A typical haLLi ishtyle patpate towel. Check.

Tilak(for the welcome) – small packet of Kumkuma from Chan’s house. Check.

Placard( to clearly indicate our presence). KG cardboard & markers(from Rami’s office :P ). Check.

Chamki material plastic Garland from the local fancy store at Domlur. Check.

‘Noise making apparatus’ – Chikk makkLa aaTad peepi. Check.

Cameramen. Ranger with 850IS & Sathya with S5IS. Double check.

Arrival time. Check. Double Check. Triple Check.( To ensure that the TAAP SECRET plan doesn’t turn into a self-goal :P )

1725: Flight landed.

1727: Rami is the first of the kumaarrs to reach the venue.

1732: Ranger’s in with the news that the flight has landed at 1725. Rami panics at the non-presence of the other kumaarrs.

1741: Baby & Sathya ( with his state-of-the-art rash driving on his Apache) reach the venue.
1749: Sudhaam also reaches the venue.

1750: Ranger & Sathya prepare the HUGE placard.( btw it read, “Thamie, SeineKumaarr. Chappar CEO in the making!” ) Sudhaam & Rami busy with the ‘Notina Haara’. Baby busy looking out for Thames & explaining our weird attire & crazy acts to the visibly surprised onlookers. :)

Everything is set. Jayu is still stuck in Airport Rd traffic. Katti is still stuck in Intermediate Ring road!

THE MAN arrives!(But to our disappointment, his classmates who were supposed to be witnesses to this historic assault were nowhere to be seen around him )

The ‘hawa’ begins! Thames thoroughly surprised to see a few familiar faces around, and very much embarrassed at what was happening to him. :D More so was his younger bro who kept quiet throughout the ‘act’.

Notina haara put. Chamki haara put. doDDa Naama put. The rest of the Kumaarrs did the ‘Thamie dance’ (reference Smriti ’06 video) around THE MAN. Finally the words were out, “Yen chappa gal sisya!” (but this time with a hint of French influence to his mid-English accent). “I liked the attire though boys. Good stuff.” In the meanwhile OhJa signals his arrival with his ‘peepi’ sound. Katti c00l d00d still stuck in Intermediate ring road decides to take an U-Turn instead. All sort of Patel pics put at the airport with various poses around THE MAN. With Thamie speaking about the highlights of his trip for about an hour and the other Kumaarrs celebrating the success of the ‘act’ by relishing on the imported chocolate.

So this was how Operation SeineKumaarr [TOP SECRET] was successfully executed.

P.S: Seine is the Thames of Paris :)

Nothing Friday, Jun 29 2007 

“Billy.. Billy!”
“Huh?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing”
silence..
“When is she leaving?”
“Tomorrow, morning”
“Aren’t you going to send her off?”
“No.. not a chance. There is no point. You don’t understand”
“I..”
“There is no point. I knew it would come to this, things just weren’t meant to be. It’s too late”
“It’s never late”
“No use. Can’t do anything now. I had so many opportunities to tell her, so many. But it’s all over now, what’s done can not be undone. She’s will be gone and there is nothing I can do about it. Don’t tell me anything now, please.”
silence..
“I’ve got to go now. What will you do?”
“Nothing. Nothing

.. To be Continued

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