THEN N NOW

THERE WAS A TIME WHEN

The 13RS masala dosa (that too self service) from the college canteen qualified as a treat.

Talking for even 10 min on the phone was an ordeal for me (and those “long” conversations usually happened when one of my friends missed a class and had to get the updates :D)

My hindi vocabulory started and ended with "kya"

Each and every run scored by Sourav Ganguly was regarded as a matter of great personal pride.


AND NOW

The 50 RS masala dosa served by waiters in traditional south Indian attire with carnatic music n d background and an extra 12% vat added onto the bill makes me yawn.

My blabber can extend up to 1 hour, I know I am still a gross underachiever but 10 min to 1 hour is a really long way to come, that too in just 7 years.

I do understand "a few" of Gulzar's(I hope my colleague's answer to "who writes the toughest lyrics in hindi?" is right)lyrics

Ganguly being in the playing eleven itself is such a pleasant surprise for me :D


The times for sure are changing :P
Or maybe I am just growing up

PS: my friend says the canteen masala dosa was only RS 9.one more sign that i am growing "up".

My world

I live in a black and white world; but I am allowed shades of gray!!!
The hypocrite that I am :)

Just getting the cobwebs out :)

It has been a while since I blogged. I do have a list of lame excuses. But why bother :P

And today sitting in office after a bad lunch (incidentally I happen to be a member of the ‘committee for improving the quality of canteen food’, which like any other committee went into hibernation after a few meetings) fighting off the Monday morning blues(For the record, I am pretty flexible; be it about the ‘Monday’ part or the ‘morning’ part) , I thought of posting a few one-liners (I am not sure that they belong to that category, but it doesn’t matter), which was coined mainly during conversations with my friends:

I came, I saw, I shrugged.

I know what I don’t want/like, but not what I want/like.

I am not an atheist, I am not an agnostic; I am just plain lazy. (But the inertia of 23 years drags me to church pretty often. Now that reminds me of the Apache ad, cool one)

Marriage is a process in which a person who is a stranger for the first one-third of your life becomes the center of the rest two-third of your life.

Don’t walk in front of me, I wont follow you; don’t walk behind me, I wont lead you anywhere; just get the hell out of my life. (This one has already made its debut in a previous post)

Love is blind, said someone.
Its deaf and dumb too, says me.
So all those who are in love, please do not forget to avail the pension for the disabled.
Self assessment: sick sense of humor: D

Aag

Saw Ram Gopal Verma ki aag.
Its a very funny movie. Listen to Mohanlal's hindi accent (Its only as worse as mine.Atleast I dont go around crackng dialogues that are 1km long.)

It should have been named "Nisha Kothari ki legs";wud have justified the film more