ron's frenz..fun..nd bla

:-)

2009-08-01T21:22:00.000-07:00

Yaaron dosti badi hi haseen hai ..
Yeh na ho to kya phir bolo yeh zindagi hai..
koi tho ho raazdaar..begaraz tera ho yaar...

Teri har ek burai pe dante woh dost
Gum ki ho dhoop to saaya bane tera woh dost

Nache bhi woh teri khusi main...
Arey Yaaron dosti badi hi haseen hai ..
Yeh na ho to kya phir bolo yeh zindagi hai..

- Thanks for being there toukes :)

Moments...

2008-03-07T09:31:00.000-08:00

Well..it has been aeons since i had posted here...Can you beleive it?Its been almost 2 years... And u may ask why now? The motivation strong enuf to get me off my lazy ass is a very dear friend's birthday. Not convinced? then definitely i shud narrate few incidents 'bout thy laziness..u shud see the milk glass which i abandoned 3 days ago and now it serves as the refugee of one million varieties of algae,fungi,virus,bacterium,bacillus,insectum and ameoba( Wow! i know, my usage of scientific terms is absolutely fab :P):D...
Ahem..back to the topic now. Well coming back to my friend's brithday? but again which friend?? (hehe...i ws jusht kidding yaar)..Its the name with which you are already freinds with. Yes its Priyanka's birthday * chweet shmiley shmiley emoticon here* Hmm..Can't belive its been 2 yrs already. Time just flies (am sure it must be using one of the cheapest yet fastest Air travels..otherwise i wonder how it manages:P)
This day again flashes all those wonderfull funderfilled moments..those were the days * siiiiiiiiiiiighhhhhhhh *
kirrr...kirrrr...keeeech...keeeech.. (Yes! yes!..am turning the rusted flashback wheel now,hence the sound..)
All those memories are still fresh.... those birthday surprises..those never ending parties.. those delighted faces.....those silly jokes..that last bench..those bike rides...those hangouts...those sleep overs..those movies..those girl talks...road side food..those stupid foto sessions...those get togethrs..hmm...those were the days *siiiighhhs again*. I guess we will never get back those days CP..As we thot, life moved on. Each one of us now have different ambitions, different roles, different priorities in short different lifes. But how ever different it might be, the fondness is still the same or may be grew a little more ;-).. ahem.. no matter how much ever i try to not make this post senti, i fail :D...
Anyways many many happy returns of the day once again :-). may all your wishes come true and may u get hardest of bumps :-)..
Come bac to India sooon..we all are waiting :-) and i promise u wil never miss those ol' stupid times...love yaa..

Snap Shots -2

2006-03-26T07:30:00.000-08:00

Name : Priyanka Cheruvu
Nick names: C.P,
Akka,
Don,
Mommy,
D.P,
Madame Dongri ..
Well the list goes on nd on nd onnn...

Likes : talking and dancing.
Hates : Engineering drawing :P
Assests: Her infectious smile and her Auspicious Activa.

Punch line : Lite lelo.
Slang : can be apun ka hyderabadi, can talk like a typical andhrite nd also can switch easily to telangana( in short, bahu yaasa praaveenyuraalu)

My friendship with this tomboy of our girl gang, goes way back wen we both were in Intermediate. Though we knew each other from inter days, got closer only in engineering.
Ever heard the song,
Ek ladki ko dekha tho aisa laga,
Jaise khiltha gulab, jaise shaayar ka khwaab,
Jaise Ujli kiran, jaise wan mein hiran..
Wel this song dassan't really describe her but describes one of her real close friends.Namely me and she knows it :P(chill!! stop kickin mah ass now. Ooouch it hurts!)

Jokes apart, C.P is this girl who appears to be a nerd when u c her the first time,a wierdo wen u get to know her a little and a great friend when u spend even more time with her.
This girl with ‘don’t care attitude’ is known for her different tastes(remember navratan C.P) and different traits. Shez a subtle blend of psychology and “harmless” violence. Something not possible for C.P is to be outspoken without being rude. May be that’s the reason y even today ppl presume things about her. If only they knew how amiable she is and she can be.

Her mood swings every 6 minutes. This Kuchipudi dancer definitely donno know how to hide her feelings. Her face speaks. Yeah *“Face is the index of her mind”*.I bet u wudn’t find any other living creature with so many different facial expressions and gestures.(Dog can show 143 different fasial expressions and C.P even beats dat record.Am proud of you my friend…am proud of you * :P) ..And her killer smile reveals everything. When ever C.p smiles ppl wonder as wot she is upto.

This weirdo used to sit next to me on the bus for a hecka–lot two years. Then came The Activa(succha relief :P).
C.P, potti and yers truly used to sit in the last bench, crack dumbest of jokes and giggle their time away, chat non-stop ‘bout any topic under the sun or for dat matter even beyond the sun.

Though she has got huuuge number of friends I can say only few of ‘em know the real C.P.
You need to pierce through her shell to know her completely.
Have seen all the facets of this girl, seen extremes of her emotions, seen gamut of her feelings.
In this big, matured, bold girl there is a kid who needs to be pampered , a friend who needs to be spoiled, an angry girl who needs to be pacified, a hopeless lover who needs to be loved and taken care of.
And this girl can’t really take failure. Hmm..at those depressive times she says, “Life may have no meaning or even worse it may have a meaning of which I disapprove”.(thaaliya..thaaliya!!) :P

We had our share of riffs and tiffs, misunderstandings and moments where both of us were hurt but it din’t take much of time for us to come out as best of friends. Shez been there for me in al’ those hard times patiently listening to those endless sob stories. I at times wonder if she ws sleeping with eyes wide open :P.

It ws a hellova gr8 ride of 4 yrs with you C.P...Glad to have you around gal.:)

Snap Shots of life.

2006-03-19T10:47:00.000-08:00

Continuation of mah previous post...

I was talking abt tis dame called Potti...

Name : Pranitha Mangaraju
Nicknames : Potti , C3 .

Strenghths:
#1)Her innocence
#2)Wasting time(shortly she will be writing a book- 1000 ways to while away time!)
#3)being my friend ( u r soo darn lucky gal! )
#4)Taking lyf as it comes( time flew and experience made her a harder person)! Potti,u really rock in tis aspect ra!!according to me u r the most courageous nd the timidest gal...
#5)Her ability to adjust...(i have neva seen anyone changing so much just to match or fit her loved ones' image)

Weakness:
#1) family nd frenz...
#2) chocolates..
#3) giving up on things easily..
#4) fickle minded(being a piscean i say tis,u guys can imagine how whimsical she is)

loves : tweety pie
hates : apple pie..(remember potti..the one we bought frm pizza hut in vizag??)

likes : ppl with humor...
dislikes : ppl spreading rumor..( interestingly both the names start with S *wink*)(xcuse me for the inside joke guyz)

talks : crap..
sings: rap ..

laffs: hysterically (provided she understands the joke)
bluffs : hopelessly (very bad at cooking up stories)

Friend : BEST!
Whose? : mine..:)

The one with the stunning CLOSE-UP grin is Potti..
Ever-giggling...ever loving...
ever dumb..never glum...

thanks for always being there girl...
for being a gr8 partner in mischeif and fun...

i remember all the crazy things we did together..
wud together croon..."It is evil..It is sin, sins are forgiven,so letz begin"...
Our pranks wud neva stop..nor did the fun..

Can neva forget the incident wen u ran down the bespectacled guy in the college near the lab..nd gave him the scare of his life...
Jee!!! laughed till the tummies ached...laffed till the tears rolled down..
cannot forget yer shitty theories on why and how yer bro's specs wer bent...

On very few fortunate days we wud get to listen to yer sheer nonsense..nd sujay cudn't help saying the cliched phrase Potti flow loki vacchindhi roi..he he..Thos wer the daysss!!!..*sigh!!*..

Those so called combined studies wen we wud happily take a break of 1 hour for every 15 min study :P...Those sleepless nights wen we used to lie on the bed facing the roof nd talkin till the wee hours about evrything nd anything ranging a gamut of topics from Abhishiek bacchan to Adapa Ramarao.....from straightening to waxing...from recent crush to ANSYS mesh...from santa claus to tummy loss...from Pyramids to Ramya's kids...It ws always fun to be with yo...

We shared the darkest of secrets...She is my best secret keeper...my secret diary...
She has been the one person, who knew everything about me and never judged me on what she knew...Tel me trillion thingies against her she will still be my best friend..

Hmm..okay..datz abt me..her nd US...:)

Snapshots !!!!

2006-03-15T09:35:00.000-08:00

This post is exclusively for yew girlz!!
It ws long due.As alwayz ws too lazy to give wordz to thez wonderful memories ..Finally the time has come nd i guess tis one is going to be real long...i'll try mah best to write in brief...

Firstly lemme give brief intros of thez toukes!

Pranitha aka POTTI: One of my bestestesst frenz(ok..u won't find dat word in any dictionary..tis the super superlative of the word 'best') ...
Both of us r soo much alike..our frequencies match..our thoughts match...our tastes match..mus say she is more like my reflection or may be a 'sober,dumb version of me' :P!!!
Made frenz with tis girl in the first month of my engineering...from then on therz no stopping! She constitutes a gr8 part of my BEST memories..
The 'other girl' of 'MY GANG'
Tis is mah KID friend..evryone in my gang treats her as a kid...nd she very much deserves dat tretament...
Her dumbness is her greatest assets..can get soo stupid at times dat u can't stop falling in love at her pristine innocence!!!
She alwayz ends up becoming the butt of our jokes...nd the worst part is we hafta explain the joke atleast twice to make her understand it..he he..

guys...guys..tis ain't happening..i mean therz soo much to write 'bout thez toukes...i guess i hafta make three different posts for thez three ppl...
OKay..so the next series of posts will be on 'em entirely..
for time being..check out our pics..:)

By the wayz Happy holi to u all

my day ws stinkingly rockkking!!
13 nd a half eggs + 3 tomatoes + colours!!!!

yerz truly and sirisha(one of my school mates)

Eh hai DON!!!

Meet Priyanka aka C.P...

Tag-o-mania!!

2006-02-21T22:03:00.000-08:00

YAY!! baybheee!!
time for an other gag sowiie Tag..:P

This time around i won't be cribbing 'bout the person whu tagged me..coz' he ws clever enuf to bless me wit Mista.Taggy in the rite time to kick the signs of lethargy outta me nd actually get me off my butt to write sumthin up in here finally!(jeee!! am gettin beta day by day..i mean it ws a stinkingly looong sentence guys!!)

neways before i start crooning
mein bhi tagging...ti ri ree...
thu bhi tagging....ti ri reee...
dhuniya hai tagging(2 times :P)...

lemme take the privilege of naming the Tag-shah of blogsville...
Ladies nd Not-so-Gentle'men PUT yer hands nd scorns together for our one nd lonely K.K:P...

Alrite enuf Bragging..letz start Tagging!!

Tis time gonna tag mah best harami bunch of frenz!!(are baih...tag kiya tho dar na kya..jab tag kiya tho darna kya??)

#1)Thussi
#2)jus ravi
#3)ramya
#4)freaky
#5)jags

yaay! done!Mu ha ha ha ha !! *laughs hysterically like a ol' black nd white flick's villian.. no no vamp*:p!

NOW..Pet peeves

#1) Hate mah cousin who takes a bite of sandwich nd asks "wanna see wha in muh mouf "..(lol..he is beside me now :P)

#2) Hate one of my professors who picks his nose in public (jee! i can't stand him)

#3) Hate narrow minded ppl(come'on u don need to luk thru a keyhole with both eyes..get a life!!)

#4) Hate ppl who ask me the same sickenin cliched question " Why r u soo lean?dieting eh??" ...(wel..rite!!..dieting to give a tuff competetion to skeleton!! grr..dieting my ffooott!!!!...Gimme a Breaaaakkkk peepz!!)

#5) Hate ppl whu bitch at my back!! (one finger salute to al' of ye' wit keen sense of rumour!!)

#6) can't really stand hypochondriacs!!(therz much more in lyf than feeling like a sicckk oyster at low tide)

#7) hate ppl whu don't hate cockroaches!!(dat shall explain how much i hate cockroach :P)

#8) hate ppl whu smell like pigs( no i neva had the privilege of smelling a pig..buh i know it is the most dirtiest animal)...

#9) Hate guys who have no respect for women!

#10) hate eavesdroppers!!!

dan dana dan done!! ;)
yers annoyingly..
Ron...

Heights of Laziness!!

2006-02-09T07:58:00.000-08:00

copy + paste work of her earlier posts..hehe

here r the links...

treasuring thos simple momemts

mah fav posties

nd now u peeps don use yer smarty brains nd copy-paste yer comments ...:P

Sumthing terrible happened TODAY!!!

2006-02-08T04:24:00.000-08:00

What??
20 years ago a deadly disaster happened on earth..
A carbon- based bipedal monstrous life form descended from an ape landed on tis earth dat day..
Huge hunks of flesh containing several billion cells wailed and spread smiles around!
Heppy birthday Goda .
Have a rocking day!
Glad to have u arnd pavan...
Have a funderfull wonderfilled budday !!

once again wishing u many a yappy birthaday ra!!

Sleeping beauty!!..LOL..

2006-02-04T21:14:00.000-08:00

Hmm..here r the results of one of thos online quizzies..

You scored as Sleeping Beauty. Your alter ego is Princess Aurora, a.k.a. Sleeping Beauty! You are beautiful and enchanting, and as sweet as ever.

Sleeping Beauty

75%

The Beast

63%

Peter Pan

56%

Cruella De Ville

56%

Goofy

50%

Donald Duck

44%

Ariel

44%

Cinderella

31%

Pinocchio

31%

Snow White

25%

Which Disney Character is your Alter Ego?
created with QuizFarm.com

The first part is very much true..buh ain't sure 'bout the latter..*wink*

Have u guys noticed?The next character which shares similarities wit me is BEAST *Muhahaha*

P.J sunaaya V.J banaaya!!

2006-02-02T23:44:00.000-08:00

Me :Well Potti..how will u ask others to call Bali?

Potti : Y? *Puzzled by the wierd quetsion*

Me: No..listen..next time arnd u try being lil creative..

Potti : Huh???

Me: I mean..sing tis aloud..
khalbali ey khalbali..Call Bali hey! call Bali..
Call bali hey caaallll bali!!

Potti is left Smell bound!!
y? coz itz one of thos irritatingly STINKING P.Js of mine..Muhahahaha!!

Note :
For lesser mortals potti nd bali r the nicknames of Pranitha nd Rohit!
P.J stands for pakao joke..
V.J stands for Vintha Janthu maane wierd animal..khee khee khee:P

Oh No!!!..Not again!!

2006-01-21T11:07:00.000-08:00

Who let the tags out?? whooo..whooh..whooh..whoo..whoo..whooh(no i ain't a dog..i ain't a bitch!!*gah*)

The vicarious pleasure derived frm tagging otherz is soo wonderful..:P..buh gettin tagged...[:((] *cries with a double chin*:P...a lazy-ass like me hafta use her rusted brains now..*how henious!!*...

"vengeance is mine I'll repay said Ron"..soArchie be ready to get tagged atleast coupla 3 times a week(sunday is a holiday..haffun:P) dat too a 100 something list..Muhahaha!!...

Eh tagging tagging kya hain?? a tagging tagging...

for lesser mortals..
The rules of the game:
1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.

awiiite here i goo...

gender = MALE :P

1.should be eccentric enuf to match mah frequency...

1.should be honest..(mah idea of a honest person is sumone whu can play checkers with me over the phone :D)

1.should be intelligent enuf to admire me nd stupid enuf to love me..

1.should be strong enuf to handle the richness of mah wierdness :P

1.should never underestimate the predicatability of mah stupidity..

1.should be a hopeless flirt :P

2.should love me wen i least deserve it..coz dtz wen i really need it...

3.should lemme be perfectly mahself nd not twist me to fit his image..

4.should laff at mah pjs hysterically :P

5.should be mah best punching bag ...*wink*

6.shouldn't shout at me even wen i shout at mah throat's best..

7.have his shoulders ever ready for me to lean on..:)

8.should like kids..

pheew...am done..*clap**clap*

okie..now..the fun part...
I proudly announce the names of the next batch of victms..

1.pavan
3.ravi
4.prasanna
5.mehul
7.chandu
8.Fido..:P

My three yr ol' cousin's Property laws..:D

2006-01-20T11:30:00.000-08:00

If i like it,it's mine!
If it's in mah hand,it's mine!
If i had it a lil while ago,It's mine!

If it's mine it mus never appear to be your's in anyway!
If am doin or building sumthin...all the pieces are mine!
If it luks jus like mine,it's mine!
If i THINK it's mine,ITS MINE!

The Paw Print...

2006-01-18T10:55:00.000-08:00

"You are His life,His love,His leader.
He will be yourS,faithful and true,
to the last beat of His heart.
You owe it to Him to be worthy of
such devotion....
He is your friend, your partner..
your defender, your DOG

to fido....the world's best pet :)
...muaaah..

hmm...

2006-01-15T11:08:00.000-08:00

There's nothing better than a dreary day
.... a quiet house
.... your favourite blanket
.... and a great book

Ragging aisaich hota hai.....

2006-01-12T01:07:00.000-08:00

P.S :(pre script) :D...well tis ws one of mah previous posts at rediffblogs...the blog ain't functionin now due to sum strange unknown reasons...so tis for thos of yew whu missed readin then...

The age ol' tradition called 'RAGGING' is still prevalent in my college,though it is officialy banned for the wrong reasons..I feel it is the essential part of college life while some think it is nothing more than a mixture of the usual scape-goating tactics to provide a common enemy..Ragging is a ubiquitous indian thingie..while it undoubtedly irritates new students no end,it does work at least anecdotally..Memorable moments of ragging are so vivid.teh will stay with me for many years to come..would love to share some of them with you all..my next posts will be exclusively on my lovely ragging experiences n my witty,interesting seniors..not that u all will be interested in knowing 'em in detail..Its fun to read 'em later once u pass out of the coll...These posts are dedicated to all those lovely seniors n my batch-mates..:))

I can neva forget my evil seniors( somi,robot sir,bhattu,vishnu n al' mech dudes) :) succeeding in making us run sideways,dance,hop around backwards singing hritik's number or make speeches from the canteen table about the benefits of prescribing viagra to teachers.(sniff..sniff)..or watching this young man who climbed a tree in campus ,thumped his chest and scremed out "me tarzan ,who jane?"...or running round the basketball court carrying those banners hailing you and showing middle fingers to our arch rivals(M.G.I.T dudes)..or playing RING-A-ROSES like small kiddos in the middle of the ground...or hijacking our college buses with our ULTI weapons ..our so called DRAFTERS...our unlimited services in the canteen..playing dandiya with the broom sticks.. making guys propose us umpteen times n instructing us to reject 'em no matter how adorable teh are....well the list goes on n on n on....

Freshers fondly called the batch of bakraas are not only regarded the ultimate source of entertainment..but also a source of deriving vicarious pleasure..some freshies think dat ragging is another way by which frustrated seniors vent their maniacal urges for cheap thrills..But it ws done in a spirit of fun..There were few cases even in my college which deserved contempt but those are exceptions..I agree that first few exchanges are generally one-sided,probably even un-pleasant..but they form the foundation for bonds which we carry to our graves..
It is really quite fun.Most ppl generally prove to be very sporting..But if yer victim ends up being shy,super sensitive person scared of his/her own shadow, then they send him off with a pat on the back and some solid advice to stay away frm the college canteen...I was tagged as a cry boobie when i burst into tears the very second day during ragging..(the most invaluable thing we get out of ragging is our nicknames)..I was asked to greet my seniors by singing, like SALLU does in the movie HUM DIL DE CHUKE SANAM( the hilarious dining hall scene ..remember?)..i was toungue tied n twisted,literally as i was never in a grp,which had more than 5 members..I stood speechless infront of 'em..Mr.Rude got really irritated n shouted at me saying u chickens are good for nothing..y don u go sit at home?..that was it..tears came dripping from my eyes..Never did a stranger spoke to me in such an arrogant way..The guys took pity on me and suggested i begin taking thingies easily n shud face ppl with different attitudes with ease...They took me along to the canteen n asked me to just watch the fun..We sat near the entrance when they found an adamant junior(violating all the rules set by the seniors).They asked him to play cricket..sounds simple??..try playing by yerself, where u are the bowler who goes to the top of the run up,run down and bowl,run to the other end of the wicket and bat,run to the boundary region as the fielder to collect the ball and throw it in,run back to the imaginary wickets to play the wicket keeper,run to the other end to become the umpire giving the batsman out n then finally come to the other end and go to the pavilion....He successfully completed the match..he ws quite a sport infact..He was asked to apologise which meant standing infront, in the crowded canteen,n then yelling respected mighty mighty seniors full stop i'm yer dirty dirty junior full stop will never try to act superior fullstop sorry for my agonistic behaviour fullstop i will always be yours loving diaper wearing warrior..that made me laugh too..n this time i was the target..they made us do sumthing really funny..asked the guy to go to the counter as if riding the bike wearing a helmet n doing al' those weird sounds like drrrrr...zoooom...buuuurrr..keeech..keeeech..kich (brake ) and making me a pillion seater acting like his g.f ( i tell u..it was hilarious..we jus cudn't stop ourselves frm laughing while doing it..majjaa came;)...

At an other instance we were caught cutting classes n gappe maaring in the canteen..Seniors asked us to join 'em for lunch..We were actually surprised by the offer but cudn't guess wot was in store for us then..*sob*..We were asked to have a square meal which meant eating the meal ina square manner,that is u raise the spoon towards yer mouth in a square manner and put it back similarly..they warned us not to smile during this..I did, and was asked to cut the smile literally again..standing infront in the crowded canteen,imitating a pair of scissors with my fingers to cut the smile from my lips and pretending to shove it up my backside..and shouting 'pheeew...sukoon' [oh! pleasure] for the entire canteen to hear...

Once i was asked to cover my face witha hand-kerchief n tie a red stole like a hair band n play bandit queen..with a gun(drafter) hanging frm my shoulder n the chart box as a missile launcher and hold up the bus...The driver was really cooperative and did stop the bus for 60 long secs.(real sweet guy)....was once asked to have a staring contest with the wall..(damn it neva blinks)..They even asked me to play hide n seek with Osama Binladen..told me dat he was hiding n i had togo find him searching every where in the college(these guyz are hecka-crazy)...

I can neva forget the way we laughed hysterically watching one of my class guys giving birth to motor bike helmet in the driveway( no no we did not run to the nearest bio-technological center to report our new finding..U c,the guy in labor was not any strange phenomenon, he was merely being ragged)....can neva forget how my frend ws made to kiss the penguin shaped dustbin near the canteen n was asked to shout smoochie smoochie doooo...can neva forget our parking lot where we were made to enact every stupid AD..Lifebuoy one was the highlight ( remember the I DON'T CARE version??)....can neva forget the way we had fun on the FRESHER'S DAY....At the end of it all,the walls between the juniors and seniors became non-existent..They were no longer those wicked manevolent seniors who pounced upon us..All of us who underwent ragging enjoyed it,and as was the custom looked forward to doing unto others the next year when we became seniors..Sure ragging is bad when taken to extremes but ask any student from the hey-day of ragging era and most if not all would plumb for it any day...hmmm...dats it guys..me signing off smiling...recollecting those gud ol' days..maja came brushing up al' those memories..:))

Thos lil things....

2006-01-10T23:22:00.000-08:00

mmm..wel..guys wot r thos things which add speck of pleasure to yer Life?...
some say itz thos simple things which count in life..nd i beleive its true..thez things bring immense pleasure to our lives..

...The sight of yer doggie clumsily swayin nd flapping his ears wen u r leaving home makes yo realise dat ther is tis cutie pie who alwayz misses u...The flood of relief wen mum says the milk-man absented himself again...(How i hhate drinkin milk :P)...The feelin of content on gettin into the college bus after chasing it, for being late to the bus stop...A call frm dat special someone which makes yer heart skip a beat..:)...The pleasure derived frm stealin a kiss frm a baby sleepin...the fun in teasing a frend...

the simple things in life...can be a whispered 'i luv u'..u'll be amazed at how thos wordz can make u feel less blue..:)

the simple things in life can be the cry of a new born baby...or the memory of our first luv datz gone...

the simple things in life can be the delight on yer frenz face while opening yer present....or the pleasure on accidentally findin yer favourite chocolate or icecream in the freezer...or the sigh of relief nd a smile of victory after successfully liftin yer favourite stuffed toy/keychain frm a shop without gettin caught :P....or chasing a frend in the college for pulling yer leg...

The best times in one's life are the times when you are yapping wit yer frenz nd cousins till dawn...thos sleepess nites at home wit frenz playin dumb-c nd watching movies over popcorn ..or when you are cheering your best friend to score the winning points for your school team... or simply when you surprise your parents on their wedding anniversary by baking a cake...or wen havin fun wit frenz on the budday parties while kickin their bums nd painting each other's faces with the icing of cake ....or wen u drench in the rain dancing with frenz....

or the times wen yer frend says how much u really mean to him/her ..or the nervousness on yer first date...or the feelin of exuberation on seeing the call letter of yer frist job...or stumbling upon the contact number of yer good ol' chum in an old dusted diary...

one of mah fav quote goes sumthin like tis..
If one could only learn to appreciate the little things ... A song that takes you away, for there are those who cannot hear. The beauty of a sunset, for there are those who cannot see. The warmth and safety of your home, for there are those who are homeless. Time spent with good friends for there are those who are lonely. A walk along the beach for there are those who cannot walk. The little things are what life is all about. So learn to appreciate

hmm....so peepz me is signing off hummin.. life is beautiful!! Adios

this guy.....

2006-01-06T05:46:00.000-08:00

made me feel dat he is a pain in the neck ...many times....

this guy would protest angrily when i tried latest skimpy clothes.....

this guy wud scare away all my boyfriends by his fiercely protective attitude .. ..

this guy wud crticize me in evrything....

this guy teased me, hurted me ,made me cry.....

i hated him for all the pain...
i hated him for al the abuses....
i hated him for all the squabbles......
i hated him for all his interference..
i hated him for all the rudeness....
i hated him for all the restrictions....
i hated him for being inquisitive......
i hated him for all his pranks on me..
i hated him for making me a butt of his jokes.......

i always thot his sole mission in life was to discover mah secrets... hez an avid eavesdropper....mah cds.. mah books.. mah blogs..mah personal thingies holds a strong fascination for him...

ther wer ocassions wen i needed him and appreciated his company....during boring weddings,family troubles etc..

now that i come to think of it,nothing in my life wud be the same if my Brother was not ther to share it....
no joke would be so funny.....
no mistake so droll....
no prank so nice...
no emotion so touching...
no fight soo gud...
no dish so delicious...
no pain so sweet..

and I realise bro....i realize behind a monstrous..mischievous face lies a patient,loooooving and caring BROTHER....

i realise behind tis hitler ther is a sweet..fun loving..amiable bro..

i realise....as we grew up,though u acted like u din't care....u alwayz looked out for me and were ther....

just at the flash of the moment all the childhood memories become afresh again....
wen we wer blessed nd scolded together...for our few gud thingies nd more of the mischiefs....

u were mah best toy...i still remember me sitting on yer back making u an elephant..:p...

grandmom told me dat u wer the first to get mah big toothless grin and pee-shower..hehe...

u wer the one whu tot me climbing trees...tot me cricket..tot me chess..:)...
tot me stealing mangoes frm the tree in the neighbourhood....

I remember our squabbles over small little thingies.....
as the years rolled by , we tried to treat each other as grown ups, but the child in us took the better of us.....

thnx for being ther for me bro!!nd i love u!..though i have neva said this to u...i have meant it evry single day

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAVI :)

wot if i don't blog?

2005-12-22T03:47:00.000-08:00

well...well..
(1). on an average the blog traffic will be decreased by 5%( my reading skills hav improved..i open 2-3 blogs at the same time hmm.. i'm gettin beta day by day..

(2)..on an average the 'hog wash' at blogspot will be reduced by 97% ( the rest 3% is ain't a crap..cos it gives the details of post,time,date bla bla)

(3)...on an average the torments(my perennial pesterings to have a look at tis blog n leave comments) will be decreased by 100%

(4)...on an average my hebetudinous factor increases by 0.01%(i'm 99.99% lazy by birth)

(5)...on an average my prodigious talent of posting those sui generis grammatical nightmares will be decresed by 100% ( grammar has gots to be the most importentest things ever?...

well..out of my mind..back in next post..tata

quote by ron for u: FEELING BAD IS JUST A NEW SENSATION..;-)

P.S: u'll be seeing many of mah previous rediff blog posts here..due to some unknown tech probs it ain't functioning..so folks get ready for a hecka_crazy blog marathon! ..MAY GOD BLESS U!!

Little Squabble -1

2005-09-26T10:01:00.000-07:00

"give it back ... now", i yelled with an injured sniff..

" give yo wot??",he questioned with a funny expression..

"i said give it back....", this time more louder n angrier..

"take .."..he threw the empty wrapper carelessly on mah desk..

"u idiot!!..how cud ya gobble the whole chocolate???",i cried..

"no one can eat jus one..pom pom",replied sujay givin a soft slap on mah head...
datz typical of sujay..a real prankie..alwayz ready to annoy me..n this match-stick head proudly says am his best frend..:)..

"geeeeessss!!....i hate you!!",said pinching him..

"wot did jesus do now?..y do u hate the por chap?",he laughed..

"aaaarrrghhh....juss shuttt upp!! will yo?"

"hmm..lemme think..will i ??"..

"gaaaawd",i wailed..

"pilichaava?",he inquired with an innocent face..

"GO to hell mista.BOND"

"but i donno yer address"..replied sujay trying to look sober buh his black eyes shone with fun...

"dang!! u think ur smarty pants reply wud pacify me?"

"HELL NO, why will i eva try pacifying u..nd how on earth will i miss dat devastatingly adorable expression of yers wen u go crazy"...

"chi!..po ra ",i screamed...

"hmm..sarle..thondharga sorry cheppesko"

"wot fuckk??y shud i say sorry?"

"cos u r a gud boy"

" boyy a???..grrr...i told u hecka-crazy times dat i can't stand it.."

" antha kopam endhuku??... aina nuvvu ammayivi entey?"
(this invited him an other pinch)

me: "dongasacchinodaaaaaaa..i hate youuuuuu"

hmmm.ya this touke is sujay aka BOND..the guy who looooves pulling mah leg..the guy who woos women with his whackiest sense of humor...the guy who amazes me with his sensuous god-like whistling...the guy whoz mah companion in every naughtiest deed...the guy who teases me calling me a boy..the guy whu neva complains though i hit nd pinch him very hard...the guy with whom i can afford to be real stupid... the guy whoz alwayz ther for me...nd the guy whoz one of mah best buddies..[:)]..

Three of us jus roccckkkk!!!

2005-09-20T13:23:00.000-07:00

Thoz crazy nights...

...

Thoz pillow fights...

Thoz friendly rifts..

Thoz silly tiffs...

Thoz best secrets...

Thoz funny crushes...

Thoz stupid excuses..

Thoz phone calls..

Thoz girly talks..

Thoz shared dreams..

Thoz million smiles...

Thoz fav movies...

Thoz nostalgic songs...

Thoz best hangouts..

Thos worst niteouts

Thos fond memories..
Thos best days...

Thos hilarious days..

Thos crazy games..

100 memories...200 jokes..300 great times..400 secrets...REASON: BEST FRIENDS :)..

dedicated to real sweetos.. potti(pranitha) nd C.P(priyanka)..;)

..

the day i met mah boyfrend...

2005-09-16T10:51:00.001-07:00

"Shez comin! strike up!" said sujay...
pranitha threw open the door...

none of them wished me!!

i was waiting!!..

folks were busy whispering n discussing...they still din wish me..

"hmm..so..wotz going on?",i questioned..
none of 'em replied...
haven't wished me yet!!!!!!

i cudn't stand it anymore.."wotz wrong with u?"i screamed
teh turned a deaf ear...they still din wish me!!...

"alrite lemme remind u..itz mah birthday...n u toukes gonna be real nice to me atleast today",i almost shouted..

"shh..don't shout",bhev mumbled...
"jus close yer eyes",said bhev with his hand closing mah eyes...
"wot r u doing?",i asked as i tried to wiggle out of his blindfold..
"stop squirming!! we r almost ther"..

i just hurried on in a flutter of suspense..
"now"..said sujay..
i did look and turned pale with surprise n stood speechless!!!
staring up at me,sitting quietly by my feet,ws the world's cuteshhttt puppy i had eva seen...It ws love at first sight....that ws wen i met mah boyfrend for the first time....
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!",teh said with wide smiles...
"for me?"i gasped holding on to bhev nd looking into its sparkling innocent big black pleading eyes!!..It was an overwhelming thing altogether!!
i jus gave him a grateful squeeze,cos i had no wordz to thank 'em for such an adorable gift!!

"thx ra!!..thnx a ton!!..am..mm..u guyz made mah day..love you toukes!!"..thx ws the only thing i cud say...

i jus stepped back and the pup jumped up thinking i ws playing with it...With almost trembling fingers and frequent stops..i at last softly stroked his hair stooping down n then opened up mah arms.It ran into mah embrace and greeted with bad breath kisses..:)..I forgot myself,evrything else but the unspeakable delight which FIDO gave..

this ws mah biggest surprise n the bestesssht gift...
love u guys for such an awesome present...u jus rock!!..made mah day so plesant at the time n sooo sweet to remember long afterward...:-)

i alwayz say the best gifts move,breathe n have to be fed ....

moments...treasuring thos simple moments

2004-09-20T04:13:00.000-07:00

firstly a very happy friendship day ra...

thanks for being such a wonderful friend!!..yaa..i mean it...somewher btw changing and growing..avoiding and ignoring i learned that i ws just as much yer frend as u wer mine!!!its gr8 havin a frend like yo..hmm...guess its been nearly 2 yrs since we guys met...u ppl made a real BIG difference....made me believe dat ppl like us is friendship all about..

I donno if u remember the fun we have had....teh times we were together r alwayz cherished..those shared smiles and frowns..our hangouts..late night chats..parties..bunks..combined studies...little squabbles..friendly rifts n tiffs..teasing each other..movies...SMS..never ending phone conversations..high fives...sharing secrets..best gossips..ymca classes..birthdays...internet cafes..each n evrything is cherished..thos wer mah best moments..time drifts ceaselessly ra..dat time ws sooo full of fun,it always seems to fly...

It all started with chatting...n then few phone conversations...then planning for a meet in ccd...it din take much longer for us to get closer...Had i not met u..i would hav missed many things in life..u wer the one who made me meet bhev n bond..can't thank u enuf for givin me three gud frenz for life..WE are the gr8test gang ther ever ws...frenz we wer,we are and will alwayz be...let us not let little thingies come in btw us..after all we r the best of frenz...i today ask u to forgive me for al the thingies i hurt u...for al thos times i made u feel bad...for al the times i caused u pain....

i still remember the times wen i felt real down...wen i cried mah heart out for mah so caled frenz in the class suddenly started behaving indifferently....wen i badly wanted some one to listen to me...wen i wanted someone to pacify me....u guys were alwayz ther..thx for standing by me..thx for dat support..for the concern ...for the care...
...
quarrels stare...arguments chase but the times of laughter and fun makes me realise how lucky i am....i remember the first day of our combined studies...it ws neva serious...may be the first 1 hr we pretended to be studying but then after started the neva ending fun...by the end of the day we were comfortable with each other...i laffed so hard dat mah face hurt...we were laughing for no reason at all...talking of things only we found funny...I remember the day we went to rock garden wher u were acting liike a kid...climbing nd jumping on the rocks like a monkey...we cudn't stop lafffing.....with u guys arnd laffing finds a new meaning....

as long as we are frenz nothing will ever seem to be too petty,vain or pathetic to talk abt...such were our conversations..lil joking...lil teasing...lil funny...lil disturbing...lil enlightening...lil useless....

i remember the way u guys used to tease me calling me a boy...remember the way u guys were watching me crying in the movie(kal ho na ho)...remember our crazy rides loafing arnd the city without deciding a place...remember our long long chat sessions....remember our stupid jokes...remember our silly pranks..remember the movies we watched together...remember thos dumb excuses u guys wud give for not making it...remember our tour..shopping...remember fighting over the last piece of chocolate....evrything and anything with u...

i guess tis is the longest post i had eva written or will eva write...guess bored u enuf...buh donno y felt like easing mah heart...telling u wot u guys mean to me...

next yr evarevaram ekkadekkada untaamo...will definitely gonna miss u ppl...
do u think we'll still be frenz wen we r big ppl..?
do u think we'll get the giggles and laughs till ur tummies ache?
do u suppose dat we still talk fr hrs and tel eachother anything and evrything and share evry gossip over icecream??
do u think we all will c our dreams of making it big one day coming true?

hmmm...how eva many years go by...and wher eva we may land we will alwayz be frenz..don we???all the best ra...

wishing u a very happy fun-ship day...