The Callipygians

Quitting

2008-06-02T11:20:00.000-07:00

Well been trying to quit smoking for some time now..
Its been a strange attempt.. Not that i consider myself as a serious smoker.. 6-7 a day is max i have reached so far..

Any way.. the news i have stopped smoking now.. and its been a week..
Today afternoon i had a strange feeling...
A friend of mine was smoking.. I was like.. i can not smoke now.. but let me go near to him and enjoy a bit of passive smoking.. whats harm in that :P

But i avoided :)

Lets see how far i go.

2008

2008-01-05T09:40:00.000-08:00

Well there have been many new year resolutions so far.. One special.. in fact kullu also shared that with me.. better not talk about it right now.. its gone ..

So whats the new year resolution this time.. Well i will try to post something regularly... Can't promise but will try that surely...

cio

Sunday ho ya Monday roz Khao ANDE!!

2006-04-24T14:00:00.000-07:00

april 24, 2006 9:00 am
well lately i have not been sleeping well (for those of u doubtful people mujhe pyar nahi hua hai). its quite routine that i try to sleep at 3, 4am and then after straining my eyes tring to close, drop the idea and then do something "useful". its because of this reason that i was able to observe my roomie in the morning (else it wouldnt have been possible). there are a lot of things that people do after they wake up. the first i do is shit.. but then some brush, some wash their face etc. etc.. then u tend to have some tea, read newspaper....and the list goes on. there have been many strange habits observed by me over the years (being in a hostel) that people do after they wake up. obviously because of non disclosure agreements i cannot reveal those to you.. but then this one has come out as a clear winner.....
now imagine the situation..
i am sitting on the couch probably reading some shitty article in some junk website (coz i cannot sleep) and then i hear the sound of running water. (as a rule in our house this is an indication for preparing tea and involuntarily everyone asks u whether u actually are, and if yes.. add one for him etc.) taking the cue i ask him whether he is preparing tea. unfortunately i get a negative response and i get back to reading my article. then after some time i hear a strange sound something like "bud bud"... i.e. of sound of something boiling. perplexed by the strange sound i manage to lift my butt and make my way towards the kitchen. i see water being boiled in a utensil and 2 eggs being placed meticulously into the corners of the container. then after some 10-15 mins my friend walks in drains the water, cuts some onions, removes the egg skin, cuts it into half, puts some salt and pepper over it, places some cut onion over it and eats it.
now this stand alone "phenomenon" would seem inconsequential if not viewed in the perspective. but then when u hear the sound of running water, of boiling water everyday u would get the picture. now for the last 3 months this routine has been followed by my roomie, would seem commendable at first, but then is very strange in hind sight.
now the subject of eggs has been very much talked about in our house, the sheer number of eggs eaten by him, the absolutely strange routine of eating 2 in the morning and 2 in the evening (well could be compared to 1 love balloon by subodh in DCH :)) and some peripheral topics like hard boil, soft boil etc etc..
lastly i would only like to say that if at all the egg federation of india needs a brand ambassador it is him. there can be no other person. someday i would be proud to see him on national tv and say "Sunday ho ya Monday roz Khao ANDE"
kullu

Creativity Ki Ma Ka...

2006-01-11T19:00:00.000-08:00

well this is my first post from my new location i.e. gainesville, us. anyways i watched a movie deewane huye paagal (i manage to see almost all the hindi movies..i am amazed by this quality of mine). it was literally a remake (scene to scene) of there is something abt mary. well this post is to all "creative" people in bollywood who take so much pains of buying a dvd and then remaking the film calling it an "inspiration"
it all started like this:
well as the semester starts there is not much to do in this place. being short of cash cannot hang out to places. so we decided to bring a dvd from next door gujju uncle. we had a fight over which movie to bring home but after much deliberations we brought home deewane hue paagal. the movie started with a song "chakle chakle" and reminded me of the song turn me on. (well this brings pleasant memories of night life in bangalore when i used to listen to "turn me on" watching babes dancing on the floor) anyways that aside after forwarding the awful song we watched the movie and as the story unfolded i couldnt but be depressed at the total lack of creativity in bollywood.
this being an old phenomenon, i am sure the people "involved" may as well say it has been done by everyone. and that is what worries me. barring a few people all the music directors have copied some or the other songs from hollywood (well saying hollywood would be wrong but i couldnt think of any place for music industry). also mr mahesh/vikram/pooja bhatt have left no movie that can be copied. they unabashedly keep coming with new movies "inspired" from hollywood movies. i suppose its time we being the audience we reject all these movies and reward creativity.
well i suppose after reading this blog all those people in bollywood would say "Creativity Ki Ma Ka..."

kullu

Wafa ya Bewafaa???

2006-01-11T18:59:00.000-08:00

0700 hrs. on Mumbai Bangalore Highway.
Kareena Kapoor: main tumhe hamesha ke liye chhod ke ja rahi hoon. ab yeh wafa hain ya bewafa tum tai karo.
not the best time to see a movie (0700 hrs) but then travelling in the bus from pune to bangalore i had to see it. and of all the movies "bewafaa" but then once again no choice in that too. i would like to clarify that this is in no way a review of the movie but a insight into the indian mentality based on the story of this movie.

first the brief story. a guy and gal are in love but her parents are not exactly open to the idea. her sister is ok with it but then she dies when she gives birth to twins. now the "family" requests the gal to marry the sister's husband so that she can "nurture" the kids. "rising to the occasion" the girl marries her sister's husband and life goes on. he ignores her for 3 years and then she is now longing for some love. coincidentally she meets old love and the fire of "love" is rekindled but then they run into some problems when her husband (prev. her sister's husband) comes to know abt this. things are kept in front of the gal and then she says the dialogue written above. and thus ends the movie.

not a wonderfully gripping story but nevertheless had pretty good box office collections. the issue to be discussed is this that the gal marries her sister's husband (obv. after her sister's death :) ) and makes a "tyag" of her feelings for raising her sis's kids. now the question to be asked is that would she love the children less if she were to raise the kids as their aunt; and was it necessary to marry her sister's husband for the kids. the logical answer to the question to be NO. but then mr. dharmesh darshan (the honourable director of the movie) differs and creates a mess of a simple story. the fact that the movie had reasonable success and people were akin to the ending shows the utter lack of "out of box" solutions to family problems. well even the great family movie maker mr. suraj barjatya thought of this (obv. in hum aapke hain kaun) makes the story of the movie even more ridiculous.

the whole argument behind the prev. para was that indian families are too rigid in their approaches and lack a great deal of inventive thinking. also it makes a ridicule of the whole system of marriage which itself is based on a sacrifice made by the girl (or guy depending on the situation). the result is obviously disaster. but then as people get disgusted with their arrangment they do something they wanted to do but then its too late then. and suddenly all hell breaks loose because "uske sanskar" do not allow her to do it..

another perspective to the whole thing is a recent movie i saw i.e. pyar main twist (i canned this blog but then came back writing this when i saw a picture with differing views) this was a wonderful depiction of how people feel when they reached their retirement and sometime they live for "themselves" (ofcourse for a change).

anyways whatever the arguments Ms. Ayn Rand wouldnt be very happy with these as they invovle too many sacrifices and "living for others" kind of things...

atlast would like to say that its hard time that people start living for themselves. its not bad to be selfish because everyone is. going the ayn rand way would obviously be difficult but then living for the society is completely ridiculous (remember peter keating guys..:))...
kullu

disclaimer: this blog is written in parts. if you feel some parts are out of place then probably you are right :D

6 thinking hats

2005-09-22T22:41:00.000-07:00

Yes that was the workshop we attainded recently..
It was in hotel Excellancy.
Could never get what was so excellent about it..??
Except the thing i learned that the hotel does not serve Non-Veg food and i can be a good artist :)
Here is the sketch i was making through out the session.
Tell if u can figure out the theme..

smoke on the waters....

2005-06-30T23:30:00.000-07:00

Here is a nice forward i got.. enjoy..
and hang in there.. i am going to post something good soon..

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A monkey is sitting in a tree, smoking a joint, when
a lizard walks past.
The lizard looks up and says to the monkey "Hey!
what are you doing?"
The monkey says "Smoking a joint, come up and join
me, my cold-blooded friend."
So the lizard climbs up and sits next to the monkey
and they have another joint.
After a while the lizard says his mouth is 'dry',
and that he's going to get a drink from the river.
At the riverbank, the lizard is so stoned that he
leans too far over and falls in.
A Crocodile sees this and swims over to the stoned
lizard, helping him to the side.
He then asks the lizard, "What's the matter with
you?!"
The lizard explains to the crocodile that he was
sitting in the tree, smoking a joint with his new monkey
friend. He then explained how his mouth got dry, and that he
was so wasted that, when he went to get a drink from
the river, he fell in!
The inquisitive crocodile says he has to check this
out. He walks into the jungle and finds the tree
where the monkey is sitting, finishing a joint.
He looks up and says "Hey, MONKEY!"
The Monkey looks down and says "Shiiiit, DUDE....... how much water did you drink?

The Partial NightOut

2005-06-28T01:52:00.000-07:00

it was a long time since i watched a tennis match with real interest. in the hey (or hay; i am not sure what to use) days of the "beautiful" steffi graf and the "talented" pete sampras i was a total wimbledon freak watching all the matches and admiring the talents of the players. yesterday was one of the days when i relived those moments. watching the davenport-clijsters (i hope i got the spellings right..i hate misspelling people's names) match was a revelation. the strengths of both the players were on display; davenport with her unflinching serve and clijsters's unbelievable baseline play. in the end the crown (not the rolex crown which is the sponsor of wimbledon) went to davenport. after watching this match, the federer-ferrero match was a real let down leaving the last set where things were a little more interesting. in the end i could a see a hint of sampras in federer which would certainly fuel my interest in his future matches.
the quarters will start today and 16 and 24 are the seeds of the least seeded players in the line-up. certainly a wonderful showdown...... so guys (now officially even gals are refered to as guys) watch wimbledon and enjoy the game. (i hope this blog is sponsored by wimbledon people..:) )

note: the blog is refered to as partial night out coz the matches went into wee hours the night in india.

kullu

MS or MBA???

2005-06-22T23:46:00.000-07:00

altho the title would look like a serious one to counsel people abt their career choice its not all that. on the contrary its just a nostalgic blog remembering the good old days of my college with my bloddy (a new term - a short for BLOg buDDY).

as u people may not be knowing that me and panti were roomies in our 2nd yr undergrad days. we were very passionate abt our careers and constantly had discussions that frequently ran into wee hours of the night. those days i was a little influenced by my elder brother and decided to study for MBA. i dont know for what reason panti took up MS but then reasons seldom are rational. i passionately took up the IMS series of books and started sifting thru simple interest, ratio and proportion etc. etc. ( when i think of those days i really smile coz i was reading shit..:) ) panti as usual enthu abt english went thru word power made easy (the bible those days in our hostel..but truly a good book). i always tried to convince panti abt how MBA was gr8 and in turn panti tried to sell MS to me. we were unfazed and went ahead with our preparations........that was then.

now after 1,2,3,4,5,6 years i am leaving for US for my MS (that is if maibaap US consulate allows me) and panti is frantically jugading money for his GMAT (hey bloddy needed some masala to add to this :D ). things have changed, priorities have changed. i cannot go into reasons why we both interchanged our moves (strategic career moves...an euphemism nowadays for changing jobs :D ); but then again they are not rational. maybe because we want to something different, or plain we want to earn money; whatever maybe the reason am happy with how things have worked out. and panti i wish u all the best for ur future :)
kullu

weekend that was

2005-06-19T21:48:00.000-07:00

Weekend events:
Saturday:

1. Lohagad trek..Was great to happen after such a long break without any excursions in recent past.
Treak .. i should correct myself. It mas more like a 25 km walk than a treak..
My legs were aching like anything at the end of the day.
the person to blame is "gujjad"(I have decided not to put anybody's name in my blog.) I asked him if any chicks are coming for trek and he failed to reply, i got what it ment.

Apart form the no chicks and gujjad coming late to pune station which
resulted in we misiing the 10 o clock local, everything seem to fall in place.

Here are some of the lohagad pics..

2. Sunday: Again after a long break .. went to have a coffee in CCD, FC road.
Although the bastards messed up the Cafe Frappe.. with much more water and coffee in it.... The cute girl sitting in front made up for the rest and the entire coffe experience was a great affair...!!
She was smiling all the time. U need no other reason to feel good, atleast u can say that she is looking at you,And you stand one zillionth chance to gain something out of the overall affair.
But as usual we fail to realise the big "L" bord on our forehead. But why not to forget the "L" bord, Its always there with you, and if you can get some fucking good feeling and happiness by forgetting it for some time then why not.!!
I filled the usual CCD cutomer response kind of form (I don't know why i like to fill it so much),
And left it on the table with my mobile number on it.
When we were leaving the place, We saw the girls shifting to the place we were sitting. May my mobile number rest (in piece) in someones pretty hands :)

Bought a marathi novel "Yugant" by Eravati Karve. Its about her essays on Mahabharata and her study on the same.
The book seems awsome. Read her first essay on Bhisma. It was great.
Will get back to you on this book as soon as i finish it.Best for anyone who is intrested in mahabharata, It is a real good book and i have herd it is translated in english as well. so grab a copy of it ..

The "Helmet" Factor

2005-05-01T23:47:00.000-07:00

well from the workplace to the "personal domain". the title wont click unless you read the whole story. but for starters i would say it refers to the visit of an "innocent" guy (i dont think my frnds would agree with this but nevertheless i like to call myself innocent) to a girls home the first time...henceforth the girl will be refered to as the "babe" in this blog. (i dont know why i chose babe but it surely sounds interesting :) ).

describing the situtation a little; a party was arranged by me for 3 people, me, the babe and my friend (a guy ofcourse) in 13th floor (an awesome place a must see for all bangloreans and people who are visiting bangalore some time). now the babe insisted that i pick her up from the house (specifically from the front of her house) or else she wouldnt accompany me for the party. the "innocent" guy that i was, agreed to it secretly swearing that this trick can be used some day by me on the babe.

well i set out from my house all determined to locate her house. after some 2-3 phone calls to her i was able to, and i parked my vehicle exactly in front of her house. now, as the babe had said that i was supposed to pick her up from the front of the house, i thought her parents wont let her to the "party" unless they see who is accompanying her. so i made the move and rang the bell of her house. her dad escorted me in, with a not so convincing "namaste uncle" from me. i sat and her dad enquired as to what "party" we were going to. i said that there was no party just a pub we were visiting. now when i was telling this i could see the babe from the corner of my eyes waving her hand. i could not remove my focus of the eyes from her dad so i effectively chose to ignore the "waving". there was also the enquiry abt my work and i brushed aside that query easily. and then....
now the babe emerged out of the room, and we were ready to hit the road. and then the inevitable question was asked "do u have a helmet?". i said i do not wear one sure that more probing wouldnt come my way, but then the babes father had some other plans. suddenly confusion ensued in which the babes father insisted that i wear a helmet. now if my wearing the helmet was not enough he also insisted that the babe also wear a helmet. amid the confusion and chaos, and the "soft" denials like "its ok uncle" we were stuck with 2 helmets in the end. by the time we had reached the vehicle, i had a 1947 helmet of the babes father, and the babe had another one (i suppose of 1980 make). i gave the helmet to the babe started the bike and then wore the helmet swearing that i dont wear one any time. we were also being closely supervised by the babes father so i absolutely had no choice. once we were on the road, i gave back the helmet to the babe and we coudldnt hold back our laughter any more.
well, there are no prizes for guessing that the whole party revolved around the "theme" of helmets safely parked beneath our much sought after seats in the pub.

this ends the journey of the innocent guy in the heady world of helmets.
kullu

Welcome to the Big Company...

2005-04-26T03:42:00.000-07:00

12:00 hrs April 25, 2005
i happily entered the philips establishment (my new clients), eager to start a new life. altho i had gone thru the same twice before, (since i joined my new company) this was something different coz it was my first experience with a "big company". i entered the office and saw a huge reception hall, reminiscent of my visits to 5 star hotels (only that the people in 5 star hotels are better looking :) ). i sat down in the plush sofa waiting for my boss to arrive and called up my friend to tell him about my prev night endeavours (which i may discuss some other time). my boss arrived and then he gave me a lengthy talk abt, how the work here is good, how this client is good, what "important" role i play blah blah.. then i had to spell my name thrice for the man who gave me a visiting pass to enter the premises. and then the moment came when i entered the office.....

i saw a huge network of cubicles, infinite machines and people sitting in front of them oblivious of such a important moment in my life. anyways i was introduced by my boss to lot of people and finally i got the chance to sit on my PC alone. i had a habit (for the last 3 years of my profesional life) to check all my mails i.e. yahoo, hotmail etc., start all messengers, survey if any interesting person is online today, check my office e-mail, and then go on to my work. i happily typed mail.yahoo.com in the browser and waited for my routine to begin. and then REALITY struck........... there came a message saying that web-based e-mails are blocked from 9am to 7pm, chatting is blocked all time etc.etc...this was a great shock to me, me who had assumed that chat and e-mail are "janm siddh adhikar" of an employee, me who had fought with my systems administrator in my prev company because net was down at the time when i reached office, me who then realised that i had entered a "big company".

the routine that i was used for 3 years, was broken in a day. i couldnt take the shock yesterday so when i came back to my senses today i am able to blog this. anyways the surprises didnt end with my "morning" (well for me 11:00 and 12:00 are morning coz i enter the office at these times). i went with my "colleagues" (i will describe my colleagues some other time but for time being you can assume they are not at all interesting) for my lunch and saw a sea of people in the cafeteria having their meals. the journey from the buffet table to the much sought after sitting table included a minimum of 8-9 excuse me, and moving my plate from one direction to another. after having my lunch and a customary walk around the "campus" i returned back to my seat. i couldnt take it any more so i left the office at 4pm and was fast asleep in my comfortable bed my 4:30pm.

and then it happened. in my dream came morpheus and said to me "Welcome to the Big Company...."

kullu

Drinking ..!!

2005-04-14T22:11:00.000-07:00

Drinking....huhhh...
My tank is getting full these days without even pouring a bit in it..
It has become something like a pune rain..
Right in the summer we are getting showers these days here.. No doubt the it feels great to have a cool breeze in the mid of hot and frustrating summer but... oops why am I complaining.. I sit in AC from morning 9.. much before u start to feel the summer sun.. and leave the office at 7 .. when the mighty sun is down..
But come on I should say this.. for common good of all the ppl and no doubt I can't enjoy that fundoo ac on weekends..( I still have to become more rich to have a ac in my house... ( But I think even that won't help.. the assholes.. MSEB ppl cut the electricity everyday for 3 hrs.))

Wo..WO I was supposed to talk about my drinking.. Back to track now..
So I was saying that I get drunk these days by even a single glass of bear..
Its pathetic by any standards..
No doubt friends say(after getting drunk :D) that the one who gets drunk easily is among the few lucky ones.. logic being., your brain is not occupied by silly things.. and even a small amount of alcohol is enough for ur brain to forget the daily things and enjoy the light feeling..

Yesterday we went to our company group party..
Preoccupied with the feeling that I am going to heaven very quickly these days I decided to not drink much..
So I went for a small(was it a large .. I don't remember) Signature peg..
After having half of the drink I started feeing that I am done..
Finish the rest of drink and I will be shouting like a mad dog..
I stopped there itself.. and was thinking.. is everything right with me ..??

IIMs among the best in the world ????

2005-03-08T01:36:00.000-08:00

i am sorry my blog readers (... i dont know whether this particular class of people exist) that i chose this topic rather than the topic i mentioned in my previous blog.

skimming thru the news headlines of economic times i glanced the news clip which said "44 foreign companies arriving at IIM campus" and it suddenly struck a question in my mind "Are IIMs among the best business schools in the world?"

considering the way m/s times of india and co. are advertising this fact a lot of people may be inclined to believe that it is indeed true. but the truth remains hidden and only can be unlocked when u see some survey being conducted by some world renowned organisation. my opinion cannot be deemed authoritative in this field but then "the financial times survey" (or some half a dozen surveys conducted by various magazines) clearly highlights the fact that IIMs dont even feature in the top 100 b-schools in the world. then why the hulla? ( for some people who do not know the meaning of this word, it means noise).

well some people may argue that international students is a big factor in deciding these rankings, etc. etc. but then the fact still stares them at their face. the rankings are taken with various factors in mind, and international students also is considered as a factor. (london business school features in the top 3 schools and has 85% of its students from other countries ....the highest for any b-school).

i was particularly peeved at the way admissions are conducted to the IIMs. the CAT may be considered one of the toughest exams in the world, but one reason for this remains the pain that people have to go thru even before the exam begins. for e.g. go to the exam center, the rickshaw person may argue with the fare, u may meet with accident if u r travelling on a bike.. etc etc.. and now go to the exam center and they declare that the papers have leaked.

its such a pity that even after the cat exam leak, people still have an awe when they talk abt the IIMs. when the institutes cant even manage their own admission exams properly (mind u they conduct it themselves and is not outsourced like international b-schools), the claim that we produce the world's best managers becomes a little flawed. this fact also gains importance since a large portion of IIMs income comes from the CAT. i suppose they cannot continue ignoring this fact for long. also the business magazines can now add "entrance exam conduction" as a criteria for the b-school rankings from next year onwards.

i would like to establish the fact from this that we have yet evolved from the "exam era". right from our school days we have been used to performing the best on that day. and for some reason u fall ill or meet with some accident u go thru the trauma of sitting out for a year. some people may argue with this also that managers are supposed to perform under pressure, but then i can only be silent and that answers their question. when will we come out of this exam era?.

if any IIM faculty or directors are reading i plead with them to go away with CAT in its present form, and come out with some mechanism where in CAT will be conducted similar to GMAT. may be the frequency cannot be daily as is for GMAT but then we can implement it in a phased manner like conduct CAT every 3 months and make the score valid for 2 years. Then gradually it can be conducted every month and so on....or else it was said by hitler in mein kempf "if you can do it properly be there... else get out of there.)

...kullu

Back with a bang.... :)

2005-03-07T00:59:00.000-08:00

its been a long time since i blogged so i felt a sense of responsibility towards my blog mate. hi panti!!! sorry buddy but then i promise that i would be more regular from now on (dont gali galoch after this because i dont think i will keep that promise :) ) . also our new buddy mr. butte would be joining us shortly and sharing some of his experiences.

well my next blog would be quite interesting and would involve a horrible looking female but nevertheless i would like to make it as interesting as possible.

..... so guys please keep ur fingers on F5 because kullu is back with a bang :D

Goooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.....!!!!!

2005-03-04T06:15:00.000-08:00

Goa... O goa

Heaven .. what do u say..??

Bajaj and the 6 o'clock siren

2005-02-21T20:42:00.000-08:00

I feel like a worker who is paid for his daily wages..
life could be so different if you are not in full control..
I was just wondering the other day that what is the difference between the workers who works in bajaj factory and i working in a software (factory)
at least they are always happy when the 6 pm siren goes off to signal you to go home..
Sadly forget about the siren here.. There is always a bomb under your ass..
you move a bit and it explodes...

let me analyse some more aspects of it..
Salary..
Why to earn salary.. to give more tax.. to do some forgery to save your tax :)
One funny story here. This happened with one of my friends..
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Scene Diwali festival coming soon...
He has a maid at home..
Maid: "Saahib..This time i need complete one month salary as a bonus.."
The Friend: "...annn....what....!!!!...????"
Maid: "I know saahib you work in Software.. I have herd.. there is lot of money in Software..!!"
Friend To himself: "what the hell..!! She doesn’t know how hard u have to scratch your ass to get that money "
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Ok , agreed that they give u a good amount of money.. but on what cost..??
with that money they pressure u a lot..
More money -> more Tension -> stressed life -> less sperm count -> less sexlife -> Less Enjoyment

Then why the fuck u need more money..
Whatever we get we should be happy and at the end of day feel content....

All to say software is bloody boring to me...

By the way appraisals are at the corner now...
I will get a rise.. and not to mention more money :)

Life at Mach..1

2005-01-24T01:18:00.000-08:00

Exactly 1 year 11 months back a new chapter was opened..
A long wait was finished.. Much of gali galoch was done..

There meet 11 people.. all coming from different corners ..
Different plans mulling in everybody's mind..
Wanting to make a dent at the future.

They become good friends.. decide to sail in the boat together for about 2.5 months
But fate had something else on his dice..

Even before reaching 2.5 some decided to ride there own ways
And thus the parting begin..

Lots and lots of things happenend...

1St- MBA - Delhi
(Nice Guy)

2nd- Left - Don't know why.. May be life/wife/county calling.
(Left without telling anyone.. Now no more vaa vijay Babu.. And not to miss Bivi ka pyar.!!)

3rd- Transfered - Mumbai
(Felt bad about it.. But still lot many were together..)

4th- MS - USA
(Nice guy.. All the best)

5th- Transfered - Chennai
(..?.?.?.? Ohhh.. ahhhhh... .?.?.? )

Some time went very nicely.. Morning Coffee..Evening Snacks/Coffee..
Sometimes jim/Swimming..
Then a shock..

6th- MS& Phd - USA
Felt real Bad -- he is leaving.
Good -- Something real good has happened to this guy.
(.. One nice guy Down..)

7th- MS - USA
(Couldn't realise how should i feel..??)

11th goes to US for 1 month and comes back.....

8th- Onsite - USA
(Good simile on my face..He Will really enjoy it..)

9th- Left - Delhi(Better pay)
(Didn't tell when he left..Didn't meet before going.. )

10th- Onsite - USA
(Hmm smile on my face once again.. Feeling bad as well.. 11th is alone now..)

11th- GSSL,pune...????????????????

One fine monday morning 11th comes to office .. Dial's 6553 .. But in vain
Tring Tring... Tring Tring... Tring Tring..
Ohh.. shit how can i forget this .. i knew he is not here...

Long back he has stopped calling at 6404...
By now he even fergot the number he used to call always..The PM.

And the favourate lines goes as..
11.00 Am. Come on parag lock the machine its a coffee time..
11.05 Am Hi guys GM..
some chatting to himself...
11:25 .. Chalo guys got to go....Lots of work...PM has come after 2 days of leave :)

And back to fallow the same sequence at 4:00 pm..

Shalom
-Parag.

Queer rumbling..!!!

2005-01-13T08:02:00.000-08:00

Deep there inside something is making strange sounds..
I don't know what it is..
Why he is making such sound..Is he crying..Can't say..
May be yes..

Life or something like it..
It is going on and on..
I am getting bored..

Nothing new is hapening..
Need a good change in life..

Sorry folks i didn't post these days..
oops but to whom i am telling this..
Don't see anybody visiting by blog..
The F* frustration is taking its toll..

And there you have kullu.. asshole .. he is not at all posting
So to say my blogmate..
But haven't posted anything since his first post..
I now need to search for some new mates..
So that i will get some change here at least.

The other day my friend was saying that this is high time to have a girl friend..
This has been a topic of good debate..
Apart from all those good attractions and a very good way of wasting/investing your time i don;t see it worth in getting into such things..
The best thing about being alone is you don't have to answer to anybody for any damn thing you do in your life..

Last year i took a resolution that the 1jan of 2005 won't see me as virgin..
But utter failure once again..
As the case with all other new year resolutins this ran deep into waters..
(The other kind of water i would have certainly appreciated..But almighty had something else in his mind.)
This year on 1st i decided.. no more resolutions..
All things that had to happen will happen as the god wishes..
This is kind of capitulation but so it be..
I am getting sick of keeping my head straight in front of him and any way that is not helping at all.

So here i am ..
Its like laying on a female and waitiung for earthquake to do the rest..

May be so..
I am stopping guys..( Can't say gals)
By for now..
Will be back soon..

-Panti.

Happy Aid's day

2004-12-01T08:11:00.000-08:00

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Damit..!!! how can you do this when there are such a pretty females around..!!!!!

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why callipygians????

2004-11-03T23:35:00.000-08:00

well this is my first post and would like to start with justifying the name "The Callipygians and the Dark Side of the Moon". the first advantage in this name is that we cannot be called sexists. if we talk about penis the so called MCPs (as quoted by my few selected female friends) would lap me up and if about vagina then u know after that. so why not the common thing so there "comes the ass". and callipygians because many of my friends say "tera dil kala hain" meaning "you have a black heart" (in literal translation), so maybe i thought atleast my ass is beautiful. i didnt think about the dark side of the moon at all, it was a pleasant surprise from my friend panti (as he calls himself).
STATUTORY WARNING:
1. please do no comment about the punctuation of my posts. they are meant to be like that.
2. you can expect a lot of brackets in my posts coz i like my thoughts to wander about.

...kullu

My Quest at Vocabulary Building..!!

2004-11-01T23:49:00.000-08:00

I tried my level best(So to Say) at improving vocabulary in the past 5 years..
Being a guy who studied in Marathi medium, i always faltered here and there..
Right from News papaers, Barrons, Word Power Made easy, Six weeks to vocabulary Building to All About Words..
The list goes long.. And on ... And on..

But for me however hard I try.. I never used to complete a book.. And always used to forget half of What I have learned in the process..

Now although i can say that it isn't very bad but still it is yet to reach a nice level where I would like it to be..

On one sunny Sunday my friend vivek and me took a test.
In the test there was a question to find the odd one out, of the given words..
It had some words like ... Garter, Sash, Wrist-Strap, Glove..
As usual my best knowledge of English came in to play and after wasting some of my time I left the question unanswered..

After the test I asked Vivek ... "Did you solve the odd one out vala Question..??"
He said yes it was quite simple.. ..
Huhhh...i thought this guy is great .. !!
As the words were not of usual context.. Just by curiosity I asked him.." Vivek these words seem to be typical.. Where did you come across these words..??"
He calmly said "Letters to Penthouse volume VIII".

i thought...
a)" woohhhhhhhh.."
b)"This guy is amazing. How can he pick-up words like these, even when he is reading Penthouse...??"
c)"Alas.. i know what to read to satiate my Quest...!!"

Whats there in Name..???

2004-11-01T01:11:00.000-08:00

i had 2 names here on my blog as of now..
Now goes the third one..
Don’t ask me how did I got the name Panti..
It was kind of weird when people used to call me Panti..
Initially I used to feel very bad about it.. But then i realized what’s in name..!!!
Moreover it was friends only who used to get embarrassed when they used to call me Panti in public and then ultimately realizing that there are girls around...
Fun isn't it.. Girl will suddenly turn on hearing this word..

Here is a story of how weird your name can go..
I had a friend in my school days whose last name was Bidwaie.
Initially ppl used to call him Bidu(with love..)
Then after that the great transformation of name started..
Bidu.. changed to Bidya(plural for Bidi in Marathi)..
Bidya to Bidi..
Bidi to Sigrate..
Sigarate to Tambakhu..
..and so on..
As per one's convenience he used to get a name,,
All this happened but still ppl were not at their best.
Still they used to feel that there are still some stones unturned..
and finally our NameBoy got some additional names ..Hukka,charas,Ganja..

Now tell me what else you can expect from a name...

Five Point Someone

2004-10-26T06:25:00.000-07:00

finished "Five Point Someone"
Its a real good one.

Its about three friends(Hari,alok,Ryan) studying at IIT.
All of then mess up their grades big time.
Hari ends up with an affair with a girl named Neha who is his proffs daughter,
Ryan is all time cool and lies at the bottom of the class.
Hari is a confused character all together.

Here are some of the lines from the book..

Neha and Hari are in Delhi.
Hari gets a job and tells Neha about it.
the lines goes something like this...

I called once after I got the job, and she cried because(a)she was so happy for me
(b)because it was in Bombay.it is not easy to figure out how girls cry for two different reasons at the same time.

and one more from the same book..
this time Hari goes to Neha's house when nobody is around..

I curled up next to her and held her.She turns her face towards me, almost in reflex. We kissed and then we kissed again.Then she held my hand and did something that she had never done before; she put it on her Brest.

Wow,my head went into tizzy.what happened to this girl?
Had she lost her mind? I certainly lost mine.

My hand slid under her T-shirt and then clumsily under her Bra. Life would be so much better without hooks.
"Easy Tiger easy" she said. I liked it that she called me Tiger.
She sat up to remove her T-Shirt.And then the rest.I Sat there transfixed,trying not to let my tongue hang loose and pant like a dog.

"Well Tiger are you going to remove anything or not?"she said.
"I..I.." I said and she pulled me close.

Half an hour later we lay on the bed spent but completely content.
"so" Neha said.
"so what" I said, regaining my equilibrium.
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huhhhh this is something callipygian style :)

Callipygians rock..!!!

2004-10-25T03:22:00.000-07:00

Statutory warning to all the readears.. they can not expect a decent language from jurks like we ppl here.

Why blog..??
To blow out your frustrations and to do some stupid things.

Why calliipygians..??
We feel we are that way.. come and check it out if you have any doubt.

Why Dark side of the Moon..??
Do you relly think i need to explain this..??
(I myself don't know.. its just a random thought.)

Why two people posting ..??
because two to tango.. :D
moreover one really gets bored,
and in addition to it you have a satisfaction that more ppl are visiting your blog.

So here we go..!!!!!!!!