Came saturday morning..had to getup at 6 Am to wake up sareen.. Our hero has to go and pick up his lady love from her pace and then drop her to her work place..well quite a love affair..
10 AM - don and me finally get our sleepy bones out of the bed and have a good breakfast..We called up sareen so that he can come and give don some company at my place till the time i go out and get some of my lab work done...well kudos to me..still managing to get stuff done..
well leaving the two of them alone for 4 -5 hours.. i returned at 3 o clock... again sareen has to go and meet Ritu (hone wali bhabhi) and left me with my sweetheart..rajesh jain... ahahah
Don started his famous "time chodna exercise" - came on orkut and wasted three hours.. i slept.. read some of Warren Buffet, some of Liar's Poker.. and did some fantasizing. But by 8 c clock.. it was all over and we were waiting impatiently for sareen to come back and take us too Gurgaon..as in my words.." CHAKH KE DARU PEENE KA MAN HAI AAJ".. we have called Khera..to get ready for the evening as we will be crashing at his pad.
8:30 sareen returned.. me and don were doing some Yoga..ahhahaha..sahi chutiyapa chal raha tha.. but then sareen said he is unable to drive as he is exhausted.. handed over the keys of his car to me. I was a bit skeptical,was not sure whether i wanted to do this, sareen has bestowed his faith in my driving abilities (i am also proud of myself here, want to become a truck driver if nothing works out..but thats along story..some other time) by allowing me to drive his newly acquired second hand Suzuki BALENO.. and i dint want to shake his faith..
With in a couple of kms..i got the hold of the car and then after that it was smooth sailing. We hit the theka in front of IIT D.., sahi chutiyapa hai.. pehle to saala theka khol dete ho aur phir kehta ho ki launde daru pee rahe hain,..packed lots of beer, whisky adha..and adha of vodka..whew..for four people only...
Sahi hai..
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Monday, August 07, 2006
Mastkhori - to the hilt - I
It all started on friday afternoon... had to drop my mom to the station..dad already boarded a flight in the morning so actually i was all alone after 4 pm on friday.. and i was looking forward to meeting the gang..
Yeah i was slacker that day.. didnt give the presentation i wanted to.. wonder where that limelight hogging bhimania has gona and remains a lazy, bakchod bhim..
By 7 it was clear i wouldnot be able to work late into the night.. the entrepreneurial spirit which has been associated with me had long gone and i wanted to get out of my lab.. so hit the gym... by 8:30.. Don and saree were on their way from gurgoan.. i reached home.. played a new CD..sing and dance routine all alone.. realized i am still good at it..atleast the dancing part..and well did improvise some new moves.. saree called and asked to rush to priya to get tickets for Omkara.. Betichod saala.. this is OMKARA fever which is bound to grip everyone who sees the movie..
9:45 - sareen and don joined me.. pat came the congrats from Don.. about my new conquest of asking out a girl in my institute... well yeah..it was not about the girl it was about regaining lost confidence..
had a quick dinner at Nirula's and i explained to saree my modus operandi..
10:35..OMKARA- chutiye aur bewakoof mein dhaage bhar ka pharak howe.. dhaage ke inghe bewakoof to unghe chutiya.. dhaaga hata do to kaun bewakoof aur kaun chutiya.ek karode ka prashaan hai bhaiya!.. Siaf ali khan has attained cinematic immortality with this classic role of langda tyagi..
And i could gauge the impact on Don by the fact that during intermission he came out of the hall and shouted - "BETICHOD! MOOTNA KAHAN HAI"..and the suave, urbane crowd of priya could hardly hide their shocks.. but yeha all phoney bastards..like me..
2:30 reached my den.. all three.. and started the favorite pastime of ours.. Backchodi... went on till 4;00 and then slept..
To be continued....as two days are left
Yeah i was slacker that day.. didnt give the presentation i wanted to.. wonder where that limelight hogging bhimania has gona and remains a lazy, bakchod bhim..
By 7 it was clear i wouldnot be able to work late into the night.. the entrepreneurial spirit which has been associated with me had long gone and i wanted to get out of my lab.. so hit the gym... by 8:30.. Don and saree were on their way from gurgoan.. i reached home.. played a new CD..sing and dance routine all alone.. realized i am still good at it..atleast the dancing part..and well did improvise some new moves.. saree called and asked to rush to priya to get tickets for Omkara.. Betichod saala.. this is OMKARA fever which is bound to grip everyone who sees the movie..
9:45 - sareen and don joined me.. pat came the congrats from Don.. about my new conquest of asking out a girl in my institute... well yeah..it was not about the girl it was about regaining lost confidence..
had a quick dinner at Nirula's and i explained to saree my modus operandi..
10:35..OMKARA- chutiye aur bewakoof mein dhaage bhar ka pharak howe.. dhaage ke inghe bewakoof to unghe chutiya.. dhaaga hata do to kaun bewakoof aur kaun chutiya.ek karode ka prashaan hai bhaiya!.. Siaf ali khan has attained cinematic immortality with this classic role of langda tyagi..
And i could gauge the impact on Don by the fact that during intermission he came out of the hall and shouted - "BETICHOD! MOOTNA KAHAN HAI"..and the suave, urbane crowd of priya could hardly hide their shocks.. but yeha all phoney bastards..like me..
2:30 reached my den.. all three.. and started the favorite pastime of ours.. Backchodi... went on till 4;00 and then slept..
To be continued....as two days are left
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