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Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Just got a courier ... of a returned cheque from the bank ...saying that it is a "cross to bank" ...meaning the account no. mentioned on it is of my another bank (ABC) account and i submitted it in another one (XYZ).
Not only that when i recieved teh courier and i tore the envelop open ...i accidentally tore the cheque as well from where it was signed by the exchequer ... no idea what to do now ??? but will not act like a loser .. saying "lets see" ... will fight for it and get it cleared ... Damn it !!

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Friday, February 02, 2007

kidding

We all love children. They are small, cute and blow split bubbles - what's not to like? But do you think they feel the same way about us adults?
Walking around I noticed a zillion little children, who could barely understand the difference between their fathers and Shrek, being pushed around endlessly by their parents. Some of them keep crying, some just decide to doze off and others look around haplessly.
Have you ever wondered what two little ones discuss when they are left with each other by their respective parents?
NB1 (Newbie 1) - Wassup man?
NB2 - Don't even get me started man. I feel no one understands me. I'm so glad I found you.
NB1 - Seriously!! What's wrong with these adults. Why do they all forget that they were all like us once too.
NB2 - Seriously. I've been crying all day and they have no freakin idea what I'm saying. Can you believe what my mom did to me? She has started putting make up on me. I'm eight months man!! Why would anybody put some black charcoal like thing on my eyes that I'll smear up in two minutes. It's freakin insane.
NB1 - What? Make up? And that too you are a boy man. You are so going to be confused when you grow up. *Chuckle chuckle*
NB2 - No kidding. I guess my mom misses dressing up a girl. That doesn't mean she makes a Boy George out of me buy making me wear little pink dresses. Whatevah!
NB1 - And what's this with the diaper crap dude? Which moron invented that?? A pant that ensures that you remain in a puddle of your own sh!t? It was so much easier when I would just crawl to the mom's part of the bed and take a dump there. Now it's like carrying a back pack on your a!s@ ... and to top it, the backpack is full of sh!t.
NB2 - Oh the diaper I can still deal with but it's the cheek pressing that drives me nuts man. I hear that people get jailed when they do that without consent once you grow up. Why can't they have the same law for us? Do you think I enjoy rough hands pulling my cheeks.
NB1 - Seriously. And what's with the whole cooochie poochie crap they say when they pull your cheek. Come on man, I am the one who is one and can't speak - not you!!!
NB2 - Hey cheek pulling is still harmless but one of my uncles think it's very cool to throw me in mid air and catch. If he's that interested in catching live human beings he should do the same with his fat wife, not a tender eight month old. They should have a law against that ... and against tickling. I don't want people tickling me on my baby fat. It's just not done man.
NB1 - Yeah! These adults seriously have no idea about safety. My dad makes me sit on his neck as he walks me around. I suffer from vertigo already.
NB2 - Hey hey. Shhhhhh! I hear them coming. Sounds like your dad. They will probably take us to the other room and have people press our cheeks again. Pretend to sleep. Shhhhhh!
NB1 - I hate pretending to sleep for fifteen hours a day man. It is boring. But I see your point. It was nice talking to you man.
NB2 - Same here. We should do this more often *wink wink*
Sounds possible???

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Tashreef

Many people don't really know the meaning of this word but use it so casually...i'll tell u.. its urdu for the lower back portion of the body thats called 'tashreef' ...yes its a body part which is named 'Tashreef' ...people say na ...'aaiye aaiye tashreef laaiye' ...everybody gets his/her own ...no body leaves it home isin't it??
'baithiye baithye tashreef rakhiye ...(dhodoooooom) 'some tashreef are so big that they even break sofa's ...

but lets think on some different lines ..if this part of body was not called 'tashreef' rather this was called 'dil' (say)..imagine then what wud've happened ..
'aaiye aaiye dil laaiye'... ''baithiye baithye dil rakhiye ...(dhodoooooom)'

how would movies name change their meaning...
'Dil hai ke maanta nahi' ... dandaa maaro abhi maan jaayega
'hum aapke dil me rehte hain' ... how can you eeeeeks

how would movie songs sound (if tashreef was called dil)
'Dil ke tukde tukde kar ke muskuraa ke chal diye ...'
'aajaa re aaja re o mere dil bar aajaa ..dil ki pyaas bujhaa ja re...'
'aur is dil mein kya rakha hai ...tera hee naam likhaa rakaha hai ...cheer ke dekhe dil mera to ..tera hee dard chupa rakha hai ...'
'jiya ho ...jiya ho jiya kuch bol do ...arey ho ...dil ka parda khol do'
'dil jalta hai ...to jalne de.. aansoo na bahaa fariyaad na kar ..' (u need to eat less spice man !!)
cheers

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

lazies and intelligents

does it rhyme with Ladies & Gents .... !!

Thursday, September 28, 2006

The Wish list ...

to begin with just 2 things ...

1) A GOOGLE search buttonSo that next time I'm hyperventilating about "losing" my passport or ATM card or keys, it will jump to my rescue. It should be fairly simple, really.Every time I perform the action of picking up something and putting it somewhere, a little chip in my head should record item name and location and file it away in this giant database. Each item goes by it's common name as the key. Perhaps we can even grade items- from trivial to crucial, so that it records the last ten locations of crucial items, and only last location of trivial items. See! Easy it is.
2) An ESCAPE buttonSo that next time someone is irritating the hell out of me in real life, instead of working myself up to want to punch said person or scream obscenities (yes, i gave up on emailing obscenities) I can coolly push ignore. And carry on humming my favourite song. Preferably, this button should miraculously take form on irritating person's forehead, as soon as my BP is reaching certain levels. How cool it would be! ahahahahah! love the very idea!

Friday, September 22, 2006

my first blog

As I sit beside a thin wall and wait for the first strains of Barking Dog's throat, I wonder how often must I too have annoyed someone so much that they want my existence shifted, their social circles out of my aura.Time I stop barking.
Lets blog blog...

..now who let this dog out ??