sly.. shrewd.. though innocent

definitely not about god....

human mind .. why cant it all think alike... or should the statement be.. thank god!!... not all think alike..

all others animals have mind too.. but the difference is.. they almost think alike.. they want to eat .. fuck only to keep the race alive and die.. humans do a lot more than this...though originally they were designed to do these 3 simple tasks..

but human mind had a different plan.. 1 of the mind made Buddha.. the other made Hitler.. and so on..

complications didn't end here.. human mind evolved further into his and her.. at this time my mind clearly says not to get into anything complicated...

weird it is ...how the same mind things differently at different situations and under different influence ...
alcohol makes the strongest muthfukr emotional... and cocaine makes every chutiya a tarzen...
been watching a lot of intense shit on TV.. 1 old man creates history.. so other 2 bastards want to replicate the old man .. the 1st asshole fools a whole nation .. wants to go on 2nd rath yatra... while the 2nd asshole thinks 3 days of fast will wash away 3 weeks of bloodbath..

all this aside.. my own mind is having a tough time coping up with difference it is having with itself..  the funny part of the mind is not active .. but the cynic is alive and kicking ... its clear.. the mind is not free .. it is engulfed in some hate love relationship with external forces that are beginning to control the controls..

every now and then i try ..i try real hard but i don't try long enough.. you cant say i give up.. i give in...

iska kisine kya beegada thaa.. jo iske beena jeena adhura hai :)

raKH05041982

dance like a butterflY...sting like a bee

the other day i was watching TV.... yeah...i was actually watching the TV....this continued for quite some time in my life....

one  day i took the TV remote and put it ON....i put the TV ON.... and now i was actauly watching TV..motion pictures.... loads of channels....loads and loads of them...cudnt decide which one to watch....one brain ...2 eyes...2 ears with a lil wax in them....and more than 150 channels and too many confusing buttons on the fucking remote control....

( jlt...remember the time when doordarshan used to start with that awesome music....and that fundoo animation... just love it.....but i wonder...why they stopped playin it now..... )

the day when i came to chennai for the 2nd time in my life.... ...early night....went out...got some dinner for myself...came back to the hotel room....and put ON the TV to watch something..... but to surprise... found no HINDI channels except DD and a crappy movie channel...which even hindi speaking animals will refuse to watch...there were a few engleess channels too....but most of the channels were andoo gandoo pandoo... bole to southy bhasha wala channel.... now watching these channels is a cult of its own....they are special....all special....and u dont need man ki aankhey to see what i mean.....

u gotta watch them to believe them...i remember correctly...SUN TV was very famous during engineering time....they used to be really in demand at nights.. scene shot TV is what i used to like calling it.. why scene shot TV ? ....obiviously becouse the special scenes those were aired with south indian siren bombs which i later refer as hari bhari item in this blog ...and so were some these awesome mallu channels which were fighting with the tamil channels with respect to TRP ratings... now dont ask me whats TRP ...use google...

coming back to ....

the other day i was watchin a TV.....it was ON.....in some chai wala shop.....which are called bakery here....in coimbatore ... i see this amazing dance.....most of us might think this is some extinct tribal dance performed in rememebering the lost .... but it was not.... it was the dance of KOLLYWOOD....

for those who dont know thaa fuck is KOLLYWOOD....its HOLLYWOOD and BOLLYWOOD of the south.....and trust me....guys....they are way ahead of us.....much better....in what ever they do...but they overdoo most of the things always.....i guess this art they have learned from the gr8 ranjnikanth...man this guy is so amazing that despite being my grand fathers age.....he is dancing there with beautiful women which i later call hari bhari item in this post ..... bling .... and what a beautiful potti ( daughter ) he has..... dil-khush koolfi..... dil-khush falooda ....

so coming back ....i was sipping this awesome aatam tea...aatam tea is the normal tea they serve here...withough the doodh  ka jhaag.... withouth froth of the milk....and i see this hari bhari item dancing....it was the same tribal dance.....the same tribal dance....ok....most of the tribal dances look the same....but god damn it...if there is a hari bhari item doing a dance or a tribal dance..or a cabre...or a salsaaa......which guy is actually seeing the dance... we are always focussed on the woman of substance..and her substance ....greater the substance greater is the attention.... so this hari bhari item is dancing....and then the hero pops.... hero....is he the hero??....and i am like....hari bhari item ka hero gadhey ko khilane layak sookhe ghass ki tarah kyun hai....


so the dance continues...and the woman of substance is in full swing...seeking attention of every normal guy....attention is often distracted by the hero... cant he just let the hari bhari dance...and join the rest of the men who are swinging as the hari bhari swings.....no...but the director has something on his mind...so the sookha ghass hero will dance..... hari bhari item is very important for the success of the movie.......

on the other hand...during the end of the movie....when the hari bhari is too tired to dance ....actually it wont make sense....to keep her dancing though out the movie .....the sookha ghass actually shows what he is capable of....he is so kool with his free style kick ass fight moves.... he can stop the whole army of  several james bonds, if he had too. Most of the time....sookha ghass is fighting to save the hari bhari....or to save mommy.....egg-jhaatly like they show in bollywood....


sookha ghass is actaully a chuppa rustum....he only clicks during the last fight.... when it matters the most...unlike virender sehwag ...who clicks when it is of no importance....do u ever think about what happend to .. maa ka phone ....kar lo duniya mutthi mein.... sehwag... maa ka phone.. last ball pe chhakadi.....that advertising gimmick.....sala sab ke sab bhool gaye.....poora paise phokat....so sookha ghass is also important for the success of the movie...

...a thought came to my mind....but i killed it....it was a useless thought......i thought... why not try my hand at Kollywood....he he.... ok...enuf of humor ...no one appreciates humor....specially when it is not humorous...


moral of the story :
( for all those pals of mine... who might become to be rich directors and producers... please dont forget me to make me the hero of ur fillum....i want to sting like a bee .. :P )

so remember to make a hit movie....all we need a hari bhari item ...who dances like a butterfly no matter how bulky she is....and we need a sookha ghass ..no matter how ugly looking he is....should sting like a bee :)

TASMAC must go :@

there is absolutely no regrets... life teaches many things even when we are out of school..

no regrets....
didnt feel like abusing that bastard ...didnt feel like bashing that mofo ( always read mofo as motherfuker) .... fucking got duped in the bar in chennai ( yaaron...hasna mat... daru pine ke baad apna haal to is equation ki tarah ho jaata hai ----> SUPERMAN - few senses = baBa ).... i mean there are no simple bars in chennai .... sab ke sab maa chudi ... self proclaimed 3 star and 4 star. but the feeling of getting semi-drunk and getting gypped by a "anna" bar tender is also an experience. i mean life is all about experiencing different experiences....but the best part of this is everytime u get a different exp even though the same thing is heppening around ....

lets drift to a wonderful experience baBa had in coimbatore :P
its like one of the sundays when i had nothing to do in coimbatore ...i went to this place called TASMAC.

TASMAC is a govt controled BAR that no sane person wud like to visit. there is a wine shop and next to it is a small dingy place to have that alcohol. u might be lucky to have service in that TASMAC bar. or else u just buy a liqour bottle, a plastic glass and a water packet and rock and roll ..

trust me...i am not able to explain it properly...over here... u gotta see it to believe it.... i wud say...all these firangs come and visit places of no significance according to me... they visit the temples when the god is within them , they visit the beaches though they have better beaches in their own country ...and visit zoos while they can do that by watching animal planet and discovery... but tell me...frankly which TV channel is going to show TASMAC on it they will only show things that very few indians have been.... so most of the firangs and the tourists are gonna miss it....

ppl have a strange way of drinking daru....so do i... over here in TASMAC...ppl buy good quality alcohol... but the way of drinking it is like they are raping toy doll and they dont want to be cought.... its a quick thing.... aao... daru ke batlee kholo... plastic ke glass mein u make 2 huge pegs and add very lil water....and drink like we drank boost or horlicks when we were kids...... and get the fuck out of the TASMAC shop.

so the good question ...is.... what the fuck was in doing there ?...in TASMAC.... i mean all these 5 months i spend so far here...i always wanted to see what is the feeling like to have daru in a TASMAC shop....

i cudnt go inside without any alcohol and keep staring at others and observing
so i sit in the first available table and have my bullet beer :) guess what was on the lable of the beer who is a part of the great UB group..... it said liquor is injurious to health and liquor destroys the country..no wonder they didint mention whos country it destroys....

....and there this oldie regular fella comes in...with a local brand of whisky and a plastic glass and a water packet. so the atttenders all know him since he is regular....and make his peg for him...and the peg scared the shit out if me... a bloody approx 130 ml ka extra large peg :| ...and then 30 ml water....no ice .... and the old fucker goes as if there is a competition.... finishes more than half of the fluid in that glass and ...gosh how the fuck can i explain... mera gand phaad diya sale ne...i thought buddha aaj tapake ne mood mein hai... i was no longer intertested in my beer.. the old mans eyes were red.... watery....

many ppl came and left... before i cud finish my beer as if they were all in a hurry... gand mein aag lagi ho ootni teji se daru peeke sablog kamti ho rahe the....

thats enuf... i had a idiotic experience .... he spoke to me in broken tamil and kept saying that he loved pali hill and cuff parade ... that he once visited in mumbai... and then a lil bit of dharavi, sion and matunga ..... i left with my brain numb....i felt sorry....but i didnt know, who that sorry feeling was for.....


coming back to the time when the baBa got cheated....

so i am waiting for my bus to coimbatore ( the only heaven in Tamil Nadu ... perosonal POV again all those who disgree can go fuck themselves and not worry about STDS :| )

so to kill 3 long hours i go to chennai international hotel its next to the OMNI bus stand in koyembedu lol international to fool all those idiots who still think that made in india is no good.... whatever...

so i have no human company...apart from the bar tender but in the end i refuse to call him a human...and the tata sky connection playing channel V ...and iris was on get gorgious 5
for all those who might think who the hell is...she... she was our Junior in school and her grand paa used to teach us football .... bad way to keeel time....

at the end of the show he said... i had 6 small pegs of OLD monk gold reserve ....and i was like...dude...either i have become a bewdaa... or u are lyeing ... i must have had not more then 4 :)

PS : old monk is awesome...

i was not in the mood to irritate him coz i feared i wud miss my bus to coimbatore and what if they decide to molest me.... i mean.. i had had a nice bath with moti sandle soap and garnier frutis shampoo in the morning... so ...i dreaded of gettting touched ( bull crap )

and the sad part is i had already swiped my card first and then later saw my bill :(


end of the day.... i was a big CHUTIYA ....pehle paisa diya....fir bill check kiya ....



so at the end if u have managed to read this blog so far ... congrats :)

hip hip burp :) hip hip burp :) hip hip burp :)
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:)

PS : tasmac must go... hope karunanidhi and jayalalitha get marreid have kids, send their kids to a hindi medium school and get settled in patna :)


moral of the story : please check the bill before swiping the card specially in a Bar .

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raKH05041982