27

another reminder that i am getting older. just turned 27, yesterday, and was reminded in no subtle terms that generation-next started the day after. screw him!
as usual my mom was the first to wish me a great year ahead. friends called up later, with the excuse, 'hey i thought u'd be wakin up late today'. yeah right! spent the day hangin out with friends and planning a party that would never happen. saving grace - delicious punjabi food at a lovely restaurant. (sorry to disappoint u - no booze would flow). the grand finale was a trip to the nearby theatre to watch a movie. please, the real hero of the movie was the push-up bra.
later, lying on the bed i was wondering if i had a good year.
hey that reminds me of a joke.
what do u do with 365 used condoms?
melt them, make a tyre and call it good year!
well, i wasnt so impressed with mine. last year around i had decided to accomplish certain things. never did. i see so many of my friends slogging it out, working hard so that one day they would find themselves relaxing on a rocking chair. hmmn, i have bin doing just that - lazing around on the couch, scratching my one-week old beard. maybe its time to get my lazy butt off the chair and do something for chrissakes. but hey this time i am not going to set any impossible goals. i will just quickly learn some passable spanish and then get down on my knees and beg Shakira to marry me. any 'objection', Shakira ?

oh is it

"what are u doing ?"
"picking out some cards for this christmas and newyear"
"isnt this the electronic age. why dont u send an e-greeting"
"well, its not the same thing, is it?"
No, its not the same thing ...

its not about the words

"... u say it best when u say nuthin at all ... " Ronan Keating couldnt have been more right.
saw KingKong last night. must add that it was one of the most romantic movies i have seen in a very long time (2 weeks actually, had rented the movie LoveStory). Kingkong was a poignant tale of the unstated love between a beauty and the beast ... something for the ol' fashioned romantics like me. was dressed totally in black from head to toe, hoping some beauty would fall for this beast too ...
was glad i dint take a girl with me ... well i wouldnt want her to see me crying (isnt there something abt boys not crying). it was so moving, there were tears in my eyes. my favourite part in the movie is when kingkong tries a little tango on the frozen lake in central park and when kingkong slipped off the empire state building, the tears just wouldnt stop. Naomi was so bloody beautiful (it killed me too).
what can u say abt a love that was so tangible, yet unstated. wished i was a poet or some such chappie who could put what i felt in some really eloquent words. but the movie made me realise that its not about the words.
sure enough " ... it was the beauty that killed the beast."

relatively speaking

population explosion. i might have a solution. inspired by birbal.
Birbal. brilliant chap i am sure. here's what happened. the king drew a line and asked if anyone could make it smaller without erasing or defacing it. so our boy drew a bigger line adjacent to it. so in effect the line that the king drew had become smaller. smart. Birbal was the actual proponent of the Theory of Relativity and not Einstein as the world supposes. ok, so u heard it from me first.
back to our problem. so what we do is increase the population of the other countries to a value more than India. its time for all good sailors to 'stand up' and be counted. here's the plan. we sail off to different countries and screw around, spread the seeds, so on and so forth. in the not so distant future the other countries would have a population greater than that of India. problem solved. i can even imagine me receiving the Param Vir Chakra. ( hey i got a doubt, hmmn ... , i better ask someone, will call up J )
J: whats up da
B: am cool. had a doubt.
J: shoot mucha.
B: tell me abt PVC
J: awarded posthumously
B: thought so, thanks da
hmmn ... well, what did u think. after all the screwing around, u dint really expect me to be alive, did u ?

guys night out

was goin to meet friends M and S for a drink. J and me wanted to pick up some cds first, so M & S went on ahead and ordered some beer. Soon we joined them.
M: u guys are late. just missed a real gorgeous chick sitting up there, with her boyfriend.
J: why dint u tell her J was coming.
M: We did, thats why she left.
B: Why dint u tell her Balls was coming.
S: We did, then the boy got up and left too.