Red Ford Mustang!

I wasn't a bard , Oh my dear little Dove,

KANK the Punk!!

The movie with the biggest bollywood budget till date and enormous hype associated with it - considering the famous director and even famous starcast - took just 3 minutes to piss me off! The movie begins with Shahrukh Khan playing professional soccer. NO Way, I can't imagine SRK as soccer star even in my dreams. To further add to the disappointment he wears the Number 7 and has "Victory" engraved in English on his hand , la David Beckham who has the #7 for England and "Victoria" engraved in Devnagari on his hand. Thats too much to take for a soccer fan like me. So lets continue .............. the director has to show soccer heroics from this star so why not go for a brilliant field goal or a tremondous header or a curving lob over the wall........ but he chooses to show SRK being fouled in the box who goes on take the penalty and scores! What follows is again a David beckham celebration with the shirt going up to cover the face. And all this while SRK is wearing a bandana he used in Josh!

Immeddietly we have a scene in which Big B is caught red handed having an imtimate moment with a young babe by his real life and in-movie son - Small B. followed by some cheap father - son dialogues!

Enough is Enough! 3 minutes into the movie, I shut down the Laptop - Time to sleep!

About Locks and Keys!

Kadi Kondaa Kulup Chaawee aanee Maazaa Chhattiss cha aakda aahe!

I never never ever in my life have had a good time with the Keys. I guess I always got a bad deal on this stuff or I some how always managed to mess them up. Starting with my very first bicycle lock which rusted in no time and started giving me hard time locking it down. I struggled most times locking our house door and asked Dad to replace it which he magnanimously did even though i was the only one who believed that it didnt work well.

Whed Dad got me a new TVS Victor in my Second year engineering I had started having a hard time locking its handle and the fuel tank by my third year. I blamed the TVS initial product Quality (despite of the fact that TVS is the First Indian company with ISO as well as QS Quality ratings and my Dads supposedly inferior Bajaj worked well for years ) and went ahead and drafted a well scathing e-mail to the Quality head in Hosur censuring the Quality issues in my vehicle [:P]

I left India for my MS but my troubles with keys took the flight to Houston the very next week to join me. Our 122 Cherry hollow apartment was ridden with faulty knobs and my room till date doesnt lock properly. We have been through the exercise of exiting though the (emergency) windows on numerous occasions because the doors wont open from any side.

Now this was not happening: New students arrive for Fall 06 and a girl is stranded outside Cherry 102 - door is not opening. And I have to be there at that time {God plays tricky games}. Up comes the request - "can u please open the door for me."  Here I am struggling to open my own locks , from where am I gonna open this one. The key goes in TURN TURN TURN TURN - no way, Lift the door, pull it, thrust it downward, NOTHING WORKS. Dejected disappointed disconsolate crestfallen I hand over the Key and return to my apartment.

And Today morning my Office door in the University didn't open!!!!!!

Colonytlaa Ganpati

Amit (aalyaa aalyaa) to Rahul: Are te papya sunya kaay zopaa kaadhtaayt kaa gharaat, bolaw tyaanna, [Call papu sunil --- are they sleeping in the house]

Me: Are tu sunya paatyaa anaylaa gelaay.....(Sunya is fetching the gravel containers)

(Tevdyaat) Papu :are aaalo aalo, malaa shaaletlyaa maitrinichaa phone aala hota [(aata to kadhi yet nahi te saang :) ) [Excuse me , my girl friend called]

Amit : Are naamya , wartee kaay paapad waalat ghaaltoy kaa... chal lawkar ... khadde khodaaylaaa..........[come down pravin and dig up some holes]

Pravin: Ho, aalo , thaamb......... [coming]

in the mean while : a high pitched noise keeps on BUNK.........BUNK.........BUNK.........BUNK.........BUNK......... (Rupyaacha single handedly Khadde khodna chalu aahe..........)[Rupesh doing the honours of digging all by himself]

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This was a typical scene from our colony every year sometime in august-september 10 days before the start of Ganpati festival...............Initiated by Amit Me Pravin Pranav Abhu and Rupesh in our 5th Grade it remains the longest standing tradition and celebration in our colony where we managed to bring people from all families, religions , sexes and ages together.......

Even today I recall those days as kids where we put our studies [ to the great dismay of our parents] , sports, TV, etc on the back burner and dedicated wholesome time to make the event a good success. What started as an aspiration of 6 kids blossomed over a period of 15 years as a major celebration. The main challenge as i remember was the decoration to be put up each time: Over the years we managed to create mountains, himalayas, flowing rivers, fountains, replica of a famous Krishna temple ( which was offered a good buy out price by an local architect) in the 10'x 7' space we had.

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There are so many memories associated with those celebrations that I will be barely touching the ocean surface with my list.

Guys you can list ur memorable ones in ur comments - let me begin here:

1)Guarding the Maandav (canopy structure) and idol by taking turns & sleeping in that basement ( always wondering whether rupyaa had tied the knots properly)

2)Wiwidha Gunadarshan ( Talent show)

3) Fancy dress competition where the 1 hr scheduled prog went on for 3 hours coz of excess people turning up

4)Womans cricket

5)Kaun Banel shatakweer? (Who wants to earn a 100 bucks)

6)Shewatchya diwshi Lokhande kakancha satkaar lights dilyaa baddal (felicitating Lokhande uncle for generously letting us use the power)

7)That stupid singer we invited who went on singing "PARDESIYA......"

8)And how can we forget prashant saying "Mazya haatat mike maazezh aik"

(i cant translate that :)..... its prashants patent ;)

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