Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Return of Hugzilla !!

Every family has a standard set of specimens a.k.a relatives who perform a preordained set of functions mandatory to their existence and your demise. This is not the only thing that they are born to do, but this is however, how you will remember them...
  1. The uncle who has a killer dress sense (fatal actually).
  2. The cousin whose music collection you envy.
  3. The aunty who tells dirty jokes to little kids and is pleased no end when they make that weird face as if they didn't understand (These kids have no problems in understanding Eminem's lyrics tho')
  4. The Fav aunty who gets you presents ....and finally
The thing is my dad was in IAF while I was a kid. This reduced the frequency of my meeting them and did the following to my every visit.
  1. Exponentially increased the importance of the visit and the cash I got as a "gift" (bribes actually to eat their food...)
  2. The HUGZILLA attacks got much more violent.
Still cant figure out what I'm talking abut?? If you have seen the new Asian paints ad then you'll know...(The brown wall no no CHOCOLATE coloured wall thingy)... when the Granny finally realises the kids want a Toblorone instead of murabba....she MAULS the poor kid...

This is called a HUGZILLA (the technical term). You stand there waiting for it to end with your lifeless arms hanging by your side like a ragged doll, and your head held in place to save you from whiplash. The joy from your being there makes the Hugzilla shake the shimmy you see...

As you grow, in height that is, you are saved from the WET DISGUSTING kisses but the duration of the Shimmy shake increases along with a marked reduction in the cash you are about to get paid for the 10Th time you are eating lunch at your FAV aunt's place (according to the aunt)....I'd rather earn my money elsewhere......

Tuesday, February 27, 2007


Committing Suicide is a crime...

If u were successful you are dead, can't be punished...

If you survive, you didn't commit the crime...


Wednesday, February 14, 2007


For those of you who "celebrate" 14tf Feb...

Bob Dylan...

I love you more than ever, more than time and more than love,
I love you more than money and more than the stars above,
Love you more than madness, more than waves upon the sea,
Love you more than life itself, you mean that much to me.

Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete,
I've said goodbye to haunted rooms and faces in the street,
To the courtyard of the jester which is hidden from the sun,
I love you more than ever and I haven't yet begun.

You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give,
Dried the tears up from my dreams and pulled me from the hole,
Quenched my thirst and satisfied the burning in my soul.

You gave me babies one, two, three, what is more, you saved my life,
Eye for eye and tooth for tooth, your love cuts like a knife,
My thoughts of you don't ever rest, they'd kill me if I lie,
I'd sacrifice the world for you and watch my senses die.

The tune that is yours and mine to play upon this earth,
We'll play it out the best we know, whatever it is worth,
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood,
But happiness to me is you and I love you more than blood.

It's never been my duty to remake the world at large,
Nor is it my intention to sound a battle charge,
'Cause I love you more than all of that with a love that doesn't bend,
And if there is eternity I'd love you there again.

Oh, can't you see that you were born to stand by my side
And I was born to be with you, you were born to be my bride,
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
And I love you more than ever with that love that doesn't cease.

You turn the tide on me each day and teach my eyes to see,
Just bein' next to you is a natural thing for me
And I could never let you go, no matter what goes on,
'Cause I love you more than ever now that the past is gone.


Friday, February 09, 2007

yup....women are always

Got this forward today....the ones in bold are the ACTUAL facts...the forward is just women's wishfull thinking... I think

Guy Facts and fiction:

When a guy calls you,he wants to be with you
ERR...NO....the cable transmission has been interrupted...

When a guy is quiet,He's listening to you...
Actually listen carefully if his breathing is heavy he has just gone to sleep...if not then wait for 5, 4, 3....zzzz

When a guy is not arguing,He realizes he's wrong
He realizes there is no other way out alive

When a guy says, "I'm fine, " after a few minutes, he means it
He is lying....How many guys called FINE do you know

When a guy stares at you,he wishes you would care about him and wonders if you do
In truth he is wondering..."Can I reach the part of my back that is itching or should I ask her..."

When you're laying your head on a guy's chest,he has the world
Coz he knows he can make you start headbanging if he starts breathing REALLY fast

When a guy calls you everyday, he is in love
Or he lost the remote and wants to know what is on the other channels..

When a (good) guy tells you he loves you, he means it
GOOD GUY?? There is NO such thing

When a guy says he can't live without you, he's with you till you are done
You have the remote to the T.V.

When a guy says, "I miss you" he misses you more than you could have ever missed him or anything else
He is hungry, the phone is too far...he wants YOU to order the pizza

There was a correponding list of what women think but hell, if I knew what women though, I would've had more cash than Gates, wouldn't I??

Thursday, February 08, 2007


Got this from Sidin's blog.

Check out the mail id.....MAN!

The futility of it all...

The ONLY reason why you can enjoy life is coz it doesn't give you a DEADline for it's end...

but then again it can screw you whenever it wants...

Oh, the futility of it all!!

Monday, February 05, 2007


You sit there, in the dark corner...
Crying, wondering what could've been...


The smile of recognition on her face...
The sadness in her eyes, asking you why me...

Her last breath, helped on by a machine...
The stillness of her body...

The touch of her hand on your cheeks, when she teased you about your girlfriend...
The weight of her hand on your head...

I can still feel your hand on my head ma...
Happy B'day!

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Religious?? U r screwed...

Not confessing to your sins is a Sin...

If you sin you have to confess....

Isn't religion just try to lower it's attrition rate?