wajan ghataye ke liye paani peejiye

there are many who love to drink...and u know i am talking about rum or whiskey...so do i... and jab se i have stopped having them with the super all mighty fucked up black cola...i am able to control my wajan...

no no...this is not the wajan u through about to get things done under the table or behind the curtains.. i am talking about the charbi ....excess sugar which i stored on us...

water got in...and black colored colas out...and i am healthy again....

who ever said rum + coke must have not really needed all those calories....

PS: the internet loneliness alcohol is back in life...should help in updating blog at regular intervals...
PS: wajan ghatane ke liye...cola nahi pani peejiye.. :D
PS2: is outdated
PS3 is very expensive.
:|

raKH05041982

sony ericsson ... you can kiss my ass

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i still feel that there is too much inequality in this world...

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the answer i am sure wont be too easy....

we need a ....

i like the way "cowshit" ooops kaushik aka jadoo chatty writes date...so i ll write date here tooo
20090706

ok...i still find myself in complete love with OldMonk.. ...no no...you pervert.. .i am not gay...atleast not so far...i am not sure of the future....its always uncertain ...and the end is always near.....

FYI... .OldMonk is my fav sasta RUM... 7 years belended... mohan breweries jindabad... khopoli jindabad...thats where they brew it in maharashtra ... maharashtra is where bal thok-rey and raj thok-bihari thok-upite stays... ek quarter faqt saath rupayala (1 qyarter for only Rs. 60)

i like raj...he is got a lot of sulemani keeda....he does a lot of things which make a lot of sense...but the ways are still not justifiable....(hope MNS dont read this...ill be raped for practicing democratic right of freedom of speech...but they might have a soft corner for me being maharashtrian...so they'll only rape me...and not keel me)

larry the crocodile from pearls before swine (pbs) is a ideal father...i want to be him... i want to do that wild thing he does... son...play wii with me.... don't laaarn engleeees...Larry's wife so understanding....and his kid is so talented... he prefers wii to studies....

last evening after havin a 45 minute mind fucking conversation on 1800-11-1800 with Mr. "my name is rajesh..how can i help you keel time?" ...last 25th april i submitted my phone for repairs coz the camera stopped working and it is in warranty... they still have not figured out why they are unable to repair my phone...

i was tired....i needed a drink.... i needed RUM....
and who will come to rescue baBa...non-other than.. the my deeeer phraaand dipti...

she buys me a drink at GOKUL... there is a rat on the loose there....and dipti thinks that rat is gonna climb on her....she she is excited... it must be the GIN effect...

gayle is fucking aussies right in the ass... 50 of 88 balls :P and the whole of gokul is cheering for the west indies... must be the fact that poor lil indians are getting raped and attacked in kangaaroo land....

hope Sri lanka repeats .... they win too...


i take a early train to vashi... 9 : 20 i guess...i slept in the train ..nothing really kool happens in the 1st class compartments unless someone like eye-feasting on fat gujjuu rich mofos... their bellies tell you how rich they are....

i got down at vashi.... saala barabaar vashi aate hi aankhen automatically khool jaata hai... kuch to magic hai.....

so half asleep...i get out of the platform start brisk walking towards the kopar khairane rickshaw stand....and i see what i have never seen before... a girl with checks wala shorts is kissing a girl who looks like boy...the taller one is tryin to manaofy the shorter one who is roothee hue....


i am like...aweeeeeeooooooooooooo oooooohhhhh

and i try to look away...but how can i...this tall chick sees me...and gives an attitude....buzz off... you are insignificant...and she kisses this shorter girl who is dressed up in T-shirt and jeans...

and i am like... wow my first ever live lesbian kiss is happening in front of me....and i should not stop it.....

butterNan once told me that she has never seen gay ppl together or was it "i have never seen gay ppl kiss" or whatever...sometimes i dont remember things correctly...there is too much information out there... need a bigger hard drive... :P


i take a share rick home.... drink plenty water on my way .... go home...watch yuvraj singh rape the poor bowlers.. eat palak-dal-rice and sleep....

adises says one of them must be a guy...but i am sure ...both of them had boobs...and earrings..
pootr ...chutiya!! ... you missed it...you should have been there...i should have had my Sony ericsson phone with me...the cybershot could have captured the proof for this post....

vashi has become so kool...


sony ericsson should be kicked in the nuts... dump phones that are outdated in the developed coutires...

i need to buy those chinese phones which do not make you feel aphrodisiac ... cheap and full of technology... low thrills no frills ... limited hope ... complete VFM !!



raKH05041982

ping-pong balls of mumbai

past is always a lovely thing...present is always the most fucked up...and the future is the most anticipated thing... i dont know why the time moves slowly when you are on your way to the party...and the time moves fast during the party...and then while you are on the way back ....if u are high....wasted...time flies....i think about that a lot...the more i think...it hurts...it makes me realize ...nothing!!

coming back to the post...what ever this post is suppose to mean to u....i dont care a ...FUCK...

after a normal days hard work at work...completely mind fucked...i call dipti...i tell her...lets head to leo's or gokul... she says....i ll come...u meet miya at fort...i meet miya...dips is still in office ..i finish having my beer...miya has rum with coke....the chicken crispy....dips is still in office...i am sure she was not impressing her bosses....trying to create a good image ...but she had to stay and get the work done...so she let us have some good time to bond.....while she worked...that was the first time i was having a drink with miya...

2 bottles of kingfisher...i am happy high...i am really happy... despite friday night...i need to get the hell out of there and rush home to get peaceful sleep so that the brain can survive...yet another days torture....

at VT station platform no: 2 this guy sells chana dal....not saadha chana dal...he sellls masala chana dal... maa chudi...what amazing chana-dal mixture he makes....with those special chatuney of some awesome stuff....full kanda maarke...masala chana daal ....fuck-t rupiye paach la... just for Rs. 5....

as i am enjoying the chana-dal swaad....as the chana-dal starts getting lesser and lesser in the paper plate that it is in ...there is surprise...HOT models posing for a firang bra and chaddies ka brand....slowly slowly as the chana-dal on the place decreases..a part of the picture is visible.... and i am not sure...the taste of the fucking chana-dal all of a sudden increases few folds...embroidered bras....and blah blah blah...models are hot...and i was sure the beer was not active...

i remember ...chana-dal wala telling me a few days back...."saab"....."hamara chana-dal kafi phemos hai"... and i was like.... pata hai, pata hai....

i was in a such a doldrums...spending time in office and feeling dead.... i was too bored...i meet miya...dipti was still working ..and the mood starts getting better as the beer made itself comfortable in my tummy....comfortable beer made me feel comfortable...chana-dal made me feel alive...and the models on the paper spiced it all up.....on my way back to vashi...the local train makes me feel at home...i am happy to be back in mumbai...where i truly feel fucked up and still enjoy every bit of it ...this city is so fucked up...the ppl are so fucked up....just like i am ....but everyday we bounce bac....soheb was happy to enjoy old MONK, and bounce back to life...i bounced back to life with two beers at GOKUL behind THE TAJ and some good time with soheb miya ready to take on life i cant desribe" ....we are the ping-pong balls of mumbai...true mumbai-kars


dips worked that day till midnight....she bounced back by partying next night...

shabbo...nice to hear from you that TASMAC has finally started selling firangi daru in their shops....JD and CR and others are now available .....

PS : i threw the paper after eating the chana-dal in the train...not in the dust-bin :| . .

raKH05041982