why are thoughts so random???!!

Ok,this is back. the random thoughts.

I got the SNAP exam tomorrow.and I aint freaked out about it.like Ms S,or Mr M.so here's a wishful thinking.I wish I get a bit worked up for exams.it helps.
I got tickets to Goa for the New Year.I am not very sure of my company.I have not decided on where I'll crash.I have very minimal bank balance.but I have decided on how I will spend that odd 10-lonely-hours.body massage,beer,musicals and maybe another tattoo.anyone who wants to join,can just drop in.
I want to make it a habit to wear watches and stop using my cell phone to look at time.so,I needed a watch.for myself,not to wear it a couple of times and gift it to my cosmopoliton brother.maybe,for eternity.I also needed a new MP3 player.I checked a couple of stores but nothing beats an Ipod.so I degraded myself and checked out ebay. all I found were fake chinese MP3 players and watches.these Chinese traders are shit good.
I wanna quit IT.
I wanna quit job.
I wanna quit my fake "I'm studying for MBA" thought.
I wanna quit the dirty old stamina stick habit.
sadly,I have officially quit writing after the 20 odd-pages of my book.I killed John.I always thought he would live.but I've killed him.Boppi had a bag of pot and a loaded gun.John just had to choose.he chose the marijuana.and Boppi shot him.Boppi loved the drug.but the book just cant continue anymore.
I love my laptop.I often hug it while sleeping.I also want to own a scooty.Men like bikes.Ladies drive the scooty.Ladies with the scooty love men who ride bikes. Men who drive a scooty are chased by dogs.
I finally have a choice.Film Studies or being thrown out of home.life could'nt be better.I finally have a fuckin' choice.
I also love Pune.the weather and the chicks mainly.unfortunately,this city has no place for people who try to juggle between being cool and being old.like me,of course.and I still like the city.

I wish I could get a bit more angry.This is the saturation period.Where time goes still and everything becomes stagnant.

Man,there aint a single thing in the world which can beat watching endless episodes of "The Simpsons" on a dark Saturday,all alone, with Foster's beer and Smokin' Joe's extra-cheese sausage crust pizza.
Ohk,Why I like this stupid show called "The Simpsons" and hate Indian Idol??
Cuz Homer Simpson is probably the only cartoon character who thinks like me.And I cant sing well.
Ohk,Why I like beer?
Hahaha!What?
Ohk,Why I like pizza with extra toppings?
Cuz it expensive ,you dumbshit.And it tastes good too.

Sunday was friendship's day.I think its real gay.
Real gay to have non-drunk men calling up other non-drunk men and telling them how much they loved their friendship.
Real gay to have drunk women call up other drunk women and gifting cards and pink soft toys.( I really do not mind this)
Real gay to have SMS about friendship's and even more gay to have someone reply them back and wasting SMS money.
Real gay to have people discussing about parties and get-together rather than sitcoms and sports.
Real gay to have orkut scraps from people who would normally never scrap you on a normal day.
Real gay to see the a Pantaloons End-of-season Sale flooded with tight clothed men and women buying pink shirts on this day.
....Can the world be wierder than this???...its a fuckin gay world.

I think I desperately need weed and love.

Some brief scribbled random notes........

• The Carnival was awesome.Its probably the best hippie bar in Pune.

• Omkar,Amrita.Thanks.I had the best bengali food in days.Motton,Kosha Mangsho,Aloo-Poshto,Fish chop,Paabda Maach,Dal-Maamlet.

• I hate the new haircut of mine.I should have stuck to my idea of shaving it all off.But now it looks really weird.I also hate the shirt I wore to office today.But I hate my haircut more.

• They didnt give me 3.7 grands from my salary.Jherechi.Udom jherechi.The bastards.

• I'm logging into orkut,properly,after ages.Actually pretty good.I deleted my entire album.I'm thinking of when to login again properly and delete my entire scrapbook.And then of course my profile.Too much saturated.

• A cabbie talked me into having second thoughts about my religious faith.He gave me an entire 15 kilometer session on how God is important to my life.I made the mistake of telling him on how I didnt have much faith in Him.And I was the slight socially drunk then.

• Why don't I ever take the bus through the University road.Damn!!!

• Yes,Sap and Angshu's call made me a bit nostalgic.I miss good ol' Silver Sands.Or Oly.Dansberg beer.And the beef-steaks.

• And Peter Cat.Sigh!!!

• Most of the people around me like to live in their little boxes of their own.Like believing that whatever they do is correct,not exploring other avenues,not talking risks or beleiving in thinking different.They follow the mob.They never change their views.I just feel sorry.
  

• I have my foreign collegues telling me how beautiful Taj Mahal is.I should go to sleep.

• Go to sleep.go to sleep.G o t o s l e e p ! GO TO SLEEP. gO tO sLEEP.Go2Slp.Goo-too-slip.peels ot og.

Now go!

" You have Noodles and coke with chocolate cookies!!!HAHAHA!! You are a Funny Little Man!!", he told me.


*Motherfucker!!!!*

Everyone wants to be cool.
Wear cool stuff.Drink cool drinks.Eat cool food.And then hang around with the coolest group.
I tried to be cool a long time back.I thought was the Antichrist till the Y2K bug killed the thought.But ended up being the dork I am.

And then people try and talk in cool language.Like the day M was telling me(with lots of happy smiles) about how she liked to be cool.
"You know those days.I used to party out a lot.The pubs were great.And Boy! I love to dance.Especially those trance hip-hop tracks and drinking those chocolate flavored mocktails.The lights,the music,the hep-crowd.Its awesome.I wish I could party everyday.But you know,the office and work.Last day, the Dj actually came up to me and complemented on my dancing.I even drank one full bottle of Bacardi Breezer.Gives me a pretty nice kick,you know........."
My reaction:"ohhh cool cool,guess what U've just been named the coolest babe of the year!"...(why on earth do I get to make friends with people like these??!!!)

And then of course,how can we forget Mr.Mathews' endeavour of being cool,and shed of his image of being the nerdy guy.....
Wake up!!!.....or go back to sleep and dream about how french-cuts and english movies make you look cool.

Ohh yes,the cool attire.Boot-cut,unregular,stone-washed in patcthes,multipocketed jeans!!...teamed up with of course the sleeveless,bicep showing (macho!for guys) t-shirts with a caption which says "Legalize Marijuana"(And even if you dont smoke,its cool!!!) and a fast track shades.And you can even slip on those 'c-o-o-l' chains like SRK in Kuch kuch hota hai!

And then there's the phase of feeling cool if you are 'into' that hard,rock,death-metal music-loving group!...
Ohh yaa,it is cool to say that you know the names of all the bands that plays in pubs in the evenings....or keep shut and just hum the tune and act as if you hear the song everytime you pee. Its about time I start wondering why we dont have a Bournvita Rock-Fest quiz....!!!
Cuz,as people say, its cool!!!!

So lets list it.......the cool things.....popstars,fizzy-drinks,sporty-shoes which shine,Bajaj bikes which have a BMW logo,Indian Idol,iPods, iPods in different colors and sizes,colorful puke-y mocktails,pop-mordern rock-bollywood music,cell phones which can talk like your mom..or your dog.....I can go on.....but its better you look around you....

......and uncool...???........!!!!.....me,you and all thats associated with us......including that last mug of beer!!!!

Cuz they are cool.....and we are not!!!!


(Sometimes I dunno whether to feel bad about leaving my home and be happy about all the new people I've met [which i love] .............and then the oppurtunities.....the emotions.....they called it life....and i called it my story....which is ending fast........)

It's the Noboborsho-season.I was supposed to wear my newest attire.Go out to eat some non-veg food(btw,non-veg food is my considered delicacy rite now) in some cheapishly posh food joint.Spend time with my relatives,whom i dont give a damn to and of course,in accordance with the tradition......exchange mishti.

Instead I met 2 of my good oldest friends,ate some not-so-sweet roshogollas,hogged on Big Mac's burgers and Smokin Joe's pizza and glugled on some rounds of beer and got drenched in the sudden Pune cloudburst.And then I saw my reflection on a broken mirror.I wasnt drunk but I did stare at it for a wierd-ishly long time.Reminded me of a guy who had changed.He's tired and super confused,but it was all his choice.
But on a bengali new year.Felt good.real good.

Ohh....this may sound real gay....but I luuuuuuuuurve Jack Sparrow.And the entire pirates thingy.May 25th.......waitinggggg fer eeeet.......It'll be the best trilogy ever....better than Lord Of The Rings or the Matrix.Indiana Jones or The Godfather.......Jack Sparrow.Davy Jones.Will Turner.Elizabeth Swan.Capt'n Barbosa.Sao Feng.They will rule till ......The World's End!!!!yikeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!!!!

So wha' say mates....is ye ready fer de movie,ye Grim Killin Keel Haulin dog?...Ye savvy??

But why is the rum always gone????

Shubho Noboborsho to all!!

Just the Weekend fun!!!

All that we have accomplished......all that we have done..... all that we have heard..... all that we have seen ...... getting high on life.....getting high on whatever we see.... cuz we live together and our dreams!!!!

Whats wrong with......??????

The Big Mac is the greatest . Sandy and my trip to the MacD’s…heehee…that’s what we called it.
One Maharaja burger, four Chicken McGrill Burgers,one fillet-o-fish, one chicken Mexican wrap,2 large cokes, and two Large Fries. People looked as if we were refugees from Somalia.And we weren’t even on weed. I felt like Jughead!!! Ya,felt good.Real good!

I wonder why girls smell so good.They are like nice-smelling mermaids in Sahara. Road,office,neighborhood…doesn’t matter…..i feel like just holding them..and smelling the fragnance outta them all day long.( and esp if she’s one of those silky-long-haired ones… :-P)…that particular whiff of air is like the most sweetest smell ever on earth.Nothing comes close to it…. Roses,dandelions,orchids …blah blah….Nothing!

And ill freak out…if I get one more mail about some guy-having-pancreas-cancer or about some-raped-girl in Bloohoo-land…..and im asked to forward it …supposedly for Help or whatevaaaa!....cuz if u still don’t get it……refer to the oxford dictionary….find the most used four-letter starting with F…and add an ‘off’ to it. I guess u r still dumb if u have no idea what im talking about.