tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91775216602935830052023-12-23T00:17:34.617+05:30Blunt EdgesMy Life, My Way, My BlogBlunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-2081111726382681412016-03-29T01:49:00.000+05:302016-03-29T02:03:36.004+05:30The Model Student<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt was in Class 10. For the uniformed, the
Class 10 exams are a major milestone in the Indian student life. One is
expected to score good marks there in order to secure admission into further
good schools, which in turn would help one to get a good job, which in turn
would help one to find a good spouse, which in turn would help one to produce
offsprings, who in turn would have to go through the same cycle. Welcome to
India. And yes, we’re a weird lot.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">So Teen Blunt wasn’t doing well in Class 10 up until
the model (preparatory) exams. The model exams were just a few days away, and
that would be followed by a Parents-Teachers meeting. After that, the
month-long study holidays would start, which would culminate with the dreaded
Class 10 exams. The model exams question papers were designed by a third party
institute. The same institute was providing question papers to other schools
that followed the same syllabus.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">About the Parents-Teachers meeting, Teen Blunt was
sure the teachers would rip into him for the simple reason that he hadn’t done
well all year. He didn’t want the grief, and he was almost actually considering
studying well to avoid it. Fortunately, he was spared of the trouble when one
day, his classmate A came over to him and his friend SP.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">A: </span><i style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“Wanna
score some model question papers?”</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP: <i>“What?”
*gasps*<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Yes, SP was a wimp.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt: </span><i style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“Sure.
Which subject?”</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A: <i>“Maths.”</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Now, Maths was Teen Blunt’s Kryptonite, the one
subject that could single-handedly destroy him. The thought of getting his hands
on the question papers beforehand and at least getting through the model exams
unscathed delighted him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt: </span><i style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“Great.
How much would it cost us?”</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP (looking at Teen Blunt): <i>“Are you seriously considering this?”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A: <i>“Nothing.”</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt: <i>“Nothing?”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A: <i>“Yeah,
nothing. Just tell me the answers to all the questions.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt: <i>“So
you came to us because you don’t have the answers to the questions?”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A: <i>“Yup. Do
we have a deal?”</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP: <i>“No
way.”</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt: <i>“Hell
yeah!”</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">So A gave them the paper, they made copies, figured
out all the answers, made copies of those also, gave one to a very happy A.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">*Cut
to exam day*</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt: <i>“So
remember, we aren’t absolute champs. So don’t aim for a 100. It might raise
doubts. Go for a reasonable number. I’m going for 85. You guys also be smart
about it.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP/A: <i>“Okay.”</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">The exam goes off well for Teen Blunt, and the
others are also happy. They don’t talk about it till the day the marks are
announced.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">*Cut
to the day the results are announced*</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The Maths teacher walks in.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher: </span><i style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“So
first of all I want to congratulate SP for peaking well just before the
finals.”</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP: <i>*unblinking
stare at the teacher*</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt (thinking): <i>“Uh-oh. Please don’t be a 95+.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher: <i>“What
impresses me most about SP is that how little mistakes he has made in the
paper. Even for complex calculations, he doesn’t have any striking and
re-writing.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP: <i>*unblinking
stare at the teacher*</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt (thinking): <i>“Okay, we are dead.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher: <i>“He
has scored 97, and I want each and every one of you to go through this paper
and treat it as a reference on how a perfect Maths paper should look like.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP: <i>*unblinking
stare at the teacher*</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt (thinking): <i>“Kill. Me. Now.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher (chuckling): <i>“The paper is so flawless, that if I didn’t know SP better, I would have
thought that the question paper had leaked.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP: <i>*makes a
whimpering sound*</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt: <i>*starts
planning what his tombstone should read*<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher: <i>“What
was that? What’s wrong SP?”</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP: <i>*looks
down and doesn’t say a word*</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher (raising his voice): <i>“SP! What is it? Did you get the question paper beforehand?”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP: <i>*makes
another whimpering sound*</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt (thinking): <i>“Tombstone done. Now let me start planning my will.”</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Meanwhile, the teacher has walked up to SP, who sat
just next to Teen Blunt. SP had stood up, and was looking down, unable to face
the teacher.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher (in his loudest voice): </span><i style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“SP, for the last time, did the question
paper leak?”</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">SP: <i>*makes
one last whimpering sound, and nods his head in the affirmative*</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher (absolutely livid): <i>“I can’t believe this. We teachers trust you and feel proud when you do
well, and you don’t even stop and think once before stabbing us in the back.
Who else got this leaked paper?” *starts looking around the class*</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">A deafening silence engulfed the classroom, and suddenly
A stood up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher (with a puzzled look): </span><i style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“You? But you just scored 58!”</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A (ever so casually): <i>“I wanted to score above 50.”</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Yes, A was an absolute bad ass.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Teacher: </span><i style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“Anybody
else?”</i><br />
<span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Teen Blunt had made up his mind to not surrender,
but he could feel SP’s gaze on him. After what seemed an eternity, he looked
up. SP was staring at him, so was A. He looked around, and realized the teacher
and the entire class was also staring at him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Blunt (thinking): </span><i style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“F**k.”</i><br />
<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Yes, the Parents-Teachers
meeting was a major disaster, but Teen Blunt stuck to his version that he got a random question paper, and being the good student he was, he solved it to hone his
skills, and realized that it was a leaked paper only after the exam. And that
continues to remain the official story at his home. </span><i style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Till today</i><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">.</span></div>
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Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-33325586646119019092014-05-19T01:12:00.000+05:302014-05-19T01:12:40.360+05:30Love, Lies and More<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">He knew it was time. He looked at her as she hugged him tightly.
It almost seemed like she was scared to let him go. She was saying something
about his stubble. She did this thing where she would talk about a random thing
by herself, smile, and then hug him even tighter. He smiled, but he knew he
couldn't wait any longer.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">They had been together for a little over seven years. They lived
in different cities. He hated the fact that they spent very little time with
each other, and hoped that one day it would change. That one day the distance
between them would disappear for good. That one day they would be able to enjoy
time with each other without the fear that one of them has to leave the next
day. That one day their story will enter the happily ever after phase.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">He looked up at the ceiling. He didn't know what to do. She was
animatedly talking about something that happened at work. He knew he was lucky
to have her in his life. He didn't want to lie to her, but there was no way
out. He couldn't tell her the truth, and the wait was killing him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The last time they had been together was more than a year ago.
If the distance between them had any positive aspect, it was that they still
behaved like they were in the first stages of a relationship. It was funny how
every time they met, he would be very nervous. The long gaps between each of
their meetings always played on his mind when he was just minutes away from
meeting her. And then the first hug after those long waits seemed like the best
thing in the world. That hug when neither would let go and they would just soak
up each other’s scent and their being. She would bury her face in his chest,
and he would smell her curly tresses. She would smile without realizing that a
smile was plastered on his face also. Not a word would be spoken between the
two for a long while. Just the fact that they were together and in each other’s
arms would be reassuring. She felt secure in his large arms, while he felt
immensely fortunate to just be with her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">He snapped back to the present. He had already waited longer
than he should have. He realized she had drifted off to sleep. He slowly slid
his hand from underneath her head. He checked again if she was still asleep,
and stayed still for a minute. Then he slowly took her hand from his chest and
placed it on the bed. Again he checked if he had woken her up. No, she was
still sound asleep. He again waited for a minute before he made his next move.
He slowly got off the bed. The cot made a creaking sound as he got on his feet.
He stole one last look at her, and then tiptoed out of the room.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Once he was out of the room, he rushed to the main door. He
opened it as slowly as he could, and stepped out, and closed the door behind
him. He looked around to see if any of his neighbours were around. No one was
in the hallway. He braced himself to do it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Parrrrrummprrrrrrrrrrrumprrrrrrrrrummmmparrrrrrrrrr!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">He let it rip like there was no tomorrow. He had been holding it
in for almost an entire day, and it was just about killing him. Relieved and
happy, he opened the door, went back into the room, slid beside her under the
blankets, and smiled as he kissed her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“Why are you smiling so much?” She asked groggily as she awoke
and turned towards him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div>
<span style="background-color: black; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“Just
happy that you’re here”, he said as he smiled again and took her into his arms.</span></span></div>
Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-73023883436790149622012-04-16T02:20:00.000+05:302012-04-16T02:20:29.863+05:30Title Suggestions, Anyone?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It was the night of Saturday the 14<sup>th</sup>. Yeah I know Friday the 13<sup>th</sup> is supposed to be the big deal and all, but I’m coming up with this new thing where Saturday the 14<sup>th</sup> will be the real thing.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So it was the 14<sup>th</sup> and not having any definite plans for the night, I called up my friend S. We used to be roomies once upon a time (read a little over 4 years ago). Then he had moved out, had lived abroad for a couple of years, had come back, got married. But somehow we had never met. We had planned to catch up on New Year’s Eve, but even that plan fell through.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I called him up and we decided to go to this upscale watering hole, but before that we planned to meet up at this low-scale place. Let me explain. Like every financially challenged Bangalorean who likes to go to swanky pubs, we too followed a plan whenever we wanted to get hammered. We would first go to a economically friendly place (read a cheap bar), down a few drinks, and then head off to the happening place, where we would be more than glad to settle with just a couple of drinks and a few eats.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We met around 8pm and after gulping 5 neat whiskeys, S said, “Let’s head to the other place. My wife will meet us there at 9.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Me: “Errr...what?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">S: “At 9.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Me: “You invited your wife?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">S: “Yes. Is it a problem?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Me: “Of course it is! I’ve downed 3 drinks...”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">S: “It’s 4 actually.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Me: “Yeah exactly! I’ve downed 3 drinks and I can’t meet her now!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">S: “It’s ok buddy, she isn’t gonna judge you. I’ve myself had 4 drinks...”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Me: “It’s 5 actually.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">S: “Yeah exactly! I’ve had 4 drinks, and if I don’t have a problem meeting my wife after that, I don’t see any reason why you should.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I grudgingly agreed. We reached there, and around 20 minutes later walked in Mrs.S. Now normally as a rule, I don’t letch at my friends’ girls. But this...I mean that...I mean she...was something different. It was very tough to not notice how ravishing she was. And then there was the added pressure of having a decent conversation with her, without being too apparent with the staring. But somehow I got through that (by focussing on the other pretty young things in the place of course).</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">As time passed, I realized she was not just about the looks, she was pretty cool too. She was getting my jokes and cracking up some good ones herself too. After a while, I excused myself and went to the loo, where I tried to convince myself that she was off limits by coming up with 10 reasons. I got only 5. They are:</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">1.<span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">S will kill me.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">2.<span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">S will kill me.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">3.<span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">S will kill me.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">4.<span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">S will kill me.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">5.<span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">S will kill me.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">That not having helped much, I stepped out of the loo and headed back to our booth. When I got there, I saw Mrs.S sitting there with a confused and nervous look on her face and S was nowhere to be seen.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">“What happened? Where’s S?” I asked, and turned around to see where she was staring. S was involved in a scuffle with two guys. I immediately rushed over, and pulled them apart, and got one blow on my shoulder as part of the deal. One of the two was wearing a tee that shouted “PERFECTIONIST”.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">“Meet me outside if you have the balls!” yelled the Perfectionist as he headed out with his friend.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Not knowing what was happening, I turned and looked at S, and realized he was already on his way out. Drunken brawl Rule 1: “When your friend gets into a fight, you get into it too”.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So off I followed after S. The three had already started exchanging blows. I pulled away the Perfectionist and punched him across the face. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Drunken brawl Rule 2: “You never hit a guy in the nuts, not unless you are outnumbered.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I was prepared for a right handed-punch, but unfortunately he was a left-hander and I got one on my right cheek. Before I could reel from the after-effect of the punch, I got a low-power kick on my right thigh. I was finding it funny that this guy who looked pretty huge and all couldn’t come up with a decent kick. Before I could chuckle at the thought, I got a pretty strong kick on the right side of my stomach. Trust me; a left-hander kinda upsets the rhythm of the fight.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Finally I managed to take a swing back. I aimed for his nose, and hit bullseye. He went off balance clutching his nose, and sat down on the sidewalk. With one of them out of the equation, I headed off to S’s aid and pushed the non-perfectionist away from S. He was stunned and turned to see that his ally was already down. Realizing he was out-numbered, he immediately put up his hands saying, “Ok ok I give up”.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I was confused. Do we continue fighting, or is it over? I looked at S, who was still spewing anger. I put my hand across his shoulders and guided him back into the pub.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Drunken brawl Rule 3: “The winners always go back into the bar, the losers to the hospital, or home, or to their Mommas”.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We went back in and Mrs.S was relieved to see us with minimal injury. S had a bleeding lip and I had no outward sign of having been in a fight. S told her what happened. She hugged him and my “And I get nothing?” was met with a customary chuckle by all.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">S went off to the loo to wash up. I ordered a repeat of my drink, and that’s when Mrs.S said, “Thanks”.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I looked at her and smiled. She leaned over and hugged me, and the 5 reasons that I had listed earlier on why she’s off limits went off like a fire alarm in my head!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">PS: Did anyone notice that I never mentioned the reason for the fight? ;)</span></span></div><br />
</div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-60312016596553142242011-09-03T15:28:00.003+05:302011-09-03T15:41:27.613+05:30The Transporter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">He looked at his watch. He knew how much time he had. But it wasn’t entirely in his hands. “They” had to do it. He was just the transporter. He liked calling himself the transporter. True he wasn’t half as cool as Jason Statham, though he knew for sure that he had lot more hair than Statham could ever dream of. Well apparently they have these new hair transplantation thingies where you can grow your mane again. If Statham went for that, he would edge out this transporter in the only area where he was superior.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">He looked at his watch again. Damn! It was almost time. What on earth were they doing? But he didn’t have the power or the authority to ask them anything. He was just the transporter. He got the package and was told the drop point. And he, well transported.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Another glance at the watch. Another sigh of exasperation. Are these people competing with a snail, he wondered. The recipients wouldn’t care whose fault it was. He can take the yelling, but what if they refuse to make the payment. The higher-up bosses will certainly catch his throat. No one would care enough to find out that he had got the package late!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Before he could sneak another look at the watch, they handed him the package. He rushed out. He had very little time left. He kick started his bike and raced away. There was a fair amount of traffic on the road. He expertly whizzed past it all. He knew he was riding faster than he normally is comfortable doing, but desperate times call for over-speeding. He chuckled at the quote he had come up with. “Desperate times call for over-speeding” was cool. Wonder if Statham could ever come up with something like that.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">He realized he was almost there, as he looked at his watch. He took the last turn before his destination. Maybe he would make it just in the nick of time. That was the last thought that crossed his mind as he rammed into a parked van. He had taken his hand off the handle and his sight off the road to see the time, as he turned the corner, and had not seen the van parked there.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Less than 200 meters away, I looked at my watch. “Ok this is a first. It should have been here by now”, I thought. I picked up the phone, called them up, yelled, and within half an hour, was munching on my free pizza.</span></span></div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-4003604776865991432011-04-06T00:19:00.000+05:302011-04-06T00:19:00.304+05:30Who The @^*% Is Blunt Edges?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZfn8_eKU20TE4svsFXSQNi8gJBQtLRalBDe99nIS-z4oOD8BGJQe9-gdhIyJTUegimTjMt91ZWKkscTB0qfOTzzVVTFb1WUoser24RcNfGou8mrJBN62Men3R4TzGlKsRIpeRZX98kho/s1600/who-are-you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZfn8_eKU20TE4svsFXSQNi8gJBQtLRalBDe99nIS-z4oOD8BGJQe9-gdhIyJTUegimTjMt91ZWKkscTB0qfOTzzVVTFb1WUoser24RcNfGou8mrJBN62Men3R4TzGlKsRIpeRZX98kho/s320/who-are-you.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Recently I got a mail from someone who I presume had been at my blog, which read:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px;">"Dear Blunt Edges,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px;">Who the @^*% are you?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px;">Regards,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px;">X"<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It was said in good humour, or wasn’t it?!?! We exchanged a couple of mails, and then I thought why not answer X here instead.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> <div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m a terrible blogger who surfaces once in a blue moon, and is unapologetic about it.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m not your guy next door, unless of course you’re actually my neighbour.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the younger brother, who was jealous of his “better looking, better at sports, better at studies” elder brother his entire school life.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the cricket fanatic who screamed his lungs out when India won the world cup.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the guy who knows it’s not gonna be happily ever after with the love of his life, and has made his peace with it.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the optimist who lives in the hope that the 2012 prophecy would be true.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the guy who knows he’s definitely gonna get a dog one day and call it Kibber.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the biker who gets pissed when someone calls his Avenger an Enticer, but beams when some kid in a rick at the signal points at it and shouts “Terminator ka bike”.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the lazy ass who can hit the bed at midnight, sleep till 2 in the afternoon, and then start yawning around 4 in the evening.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the IT guy who does zero exercise, even though he’s worried about the extra pounds he’s putting on.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the sms addict who rarely sends out a text these days, coz his chat-friend isn’t in town anymore.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m also the guy who more than compensates for it during lunch and dinner.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the bored reader who thinks I have just penned a load of crap.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the employee who spends his week counting down to the weekend.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the reason my Dad’s car has a major scratch on the rear left.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m the weirdo who hasn’t yet watched LOTR and Twilight for the simple reason that it didn’t appeal to him, and also the one who watched Avatar and Inception coz of all the hype and was bored within the first 30minutes.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In the words of the stupid common man, “Bheed toh dekhi hogi na aapne? Usme se koi ek shakal chun lijiye, main woh hu” ;)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I dunno if X would prefer this, or would just rather be content with my name and a link to my FB profile. Trust me buddy, you would never have got to know this much about me there.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div></div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com112tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-83293098615039810532010-12-29T15:42:00.000+05:302010-12-29T15:42:13.119+05:30Time Travel<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG4vzzCKbsp_BQkL3x64Qwzqnhp73lJI39zIfwmCiQ38VQo7zo_tLQ9czRFfaH3JeHC7TnjMORj9ki3UjD7-_BwXyuQp-iCfDJEzeEVQwxzfjYGwb59JVEPSbQvBIE7V8CdVBlZsgvzM8/s1600/SandClock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG4vzzCKbsp_BQkL3x64Qwzqnhp73lJI39zIfwmCiQ38VQo7zo_tLQ9czRFfaH3JeHC7TnjMORj9ki3UjD7-_BwXyuQp-iCfDJEzeEVQwxzfjYGwb59JVEPSbQvBIE7V8CdVBlZsgvzM8/s320/SandClock.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">A promo of a recent movie screamed out “If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?” (Oh come on MS Word “would it” sounds more correct than “it would”!)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">This got me thinking. What would I wanna change if I were to travel back in time? And then it struck me!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"><strong>*Rewind to the time when Blunt was somewhere in the 3<sup>rd</sup> or 4<sup>th</sup> grade*</strong></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Li’l Blunt was playing cricket at the base of his building. Now there’s something you need to know about Li’l Blunt. Like majority of the children, who played cricket in <country-region w:st="on"><place w:st="on">India</place></country-region>, he too hated fielding. Hand him a bat or a ball, and he’s the happiest guy around, but ask him to field and he gets all grumpy.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">So there he stood all sulking and grumpy, when the batter hit a shot past him and he was expected to chase the ball, which of course had crossed the boundary line, but still had to be retrieved nevertheless.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">“BLUNT!” The bowler had yelled the moment the ball was hit. Like every other bowler to have ever played the game, this one too didn’t like it when he was hit for runs and inadvertently found fault with the fielder or the pitch or the weather conditions or luck or the quality of the ball or …(you get the drift right?)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Bottom line: <em>It’s never the bowler’s fault!</em></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">“Not again!” Li’l Blunt muttered under his breath as he ran behind the ball. And then he saw it. The ball had hit the door of a cab parked there. The cabbie was washing his vehicle and looked pissed. Now you must realize that kids of this age, playing near their buildings used to play with rubber balls, the kind that didn’t cause much harm when it hit a cab.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">The cabbie had picked up the ball and was staring at Li’l Blunt, anger venting out profusely from his eyes.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">“Sorry” Li’l Blunt said meekly as he reached near the cab.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Cabbie:</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"> “Why did you hit the ball on my cab?”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Li’l Blunt:</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"> “My friend hit it here. I’m just fielding.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Cabbie:</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"> “Don’t give me answers, when I’m talking!”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Li’l Blunt:</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"> “But you just asked me a question.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Cabbie:</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"> “Shut up!”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Li’l Blunt:</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"> “I’m sorry. Can I have the ball back?”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Cabbie:</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"> “It’s not your father’s cab, that you can just come, hit it and go!”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Li’l Blunt:</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"> “Why you dragging family into all this? I said I’m sorry!”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">*Whack*</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">The cabbie slapped Li’l Blunt right across his tiny face.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Li’l Blunt</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"> <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">(holding back his tears)</i>: “Why did you hit me? I wasn’t the one batting, I just came to fetch…” (His voice broke away as tears started finding their way out of his eyes)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">Li’l Blunt’s friends had by then gathered around him and were pacifying him.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">“It’s ok buddy. Let him keep the ball. We’ll go back” They said.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">“BUT WHY DID HE HAVE TO SLAP ME?” Li’l Blunt yelled over his tears and looked at the cabbie with all the anger his little eyes could conjure up.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">“DON’T YOU DARE STARE AT ME!” That was the last thing Li’l Blunt heard before another <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">*Whack*</i> sound blared into his ear. The cabbie had slapped him again. And Li’l Blunt was crying non-stop. His friends dragged him away as he howled uncontrollably.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">“I’ll go right away and tell my Dad about this and he’ll come kick the cabbie’s ass” Li’l Blunt told his friends when they were at a safe distance from the cab and the monster who drove it.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">“No no. It will just create more problems. Let it be Blunt. It’s alright. You’ll be fine.” They said.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">And Li’l Blunt just kept crying.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;"><strong>*End of Flashback*</strong></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt;">And for some reason, this incident stayed with me all these years. And if I could go back in time and change it, I might have wanted the ball to break the windshield of the cab, or ram into his nuts, or maybe both.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang; mso-fareast-language: KO;"><strong>PS: Haven’t been around that much and don’t even have an excuse for the same. Just plain old laziness and <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">boredom</span> creeping in. And I know this ain’t the kind of stuff I normally write, but it’s been 5 months since I last posted, so obviously I would be a li’l rusty :)</strong></span>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com55tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-48758995255724812732010-07-31T19:50:00.001+05:302010-07-31T20:03:45.851+05:30The Top Ten Blunt Edges' Pickup Lines That Never Work<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBobu-gwiBaUOJozoGPpmc1y59gqCYod6Dq0MmIKV5n7t21ej-XK7zD3ieNd68Lih_l1Ne_WHcy3JQ99JpzrmOdFHi63XecqIyUkOq5ehO5oj2IXkTn03YConKiUCUodfPbfzGxM6X0k8/s1600/Pickup_Lines.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBobu-gwiBaUOJozoGPpmc1y59gqCYod6Dq0MmIKV5n7t21ej-XK7zD3ieNd68Lih_l1Ne_WHcy3JQ99JpzrmOdFHi63XecqIyUkOq5ehO5oj2IXkTn03YConKiUCUodfPbfzGxM6X0k8/s320/Pickup_Lines.gif" /></a></div><meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Csunil%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Csunil%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx" rel="themeData"></link><link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Csunil%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml" rel="colorSchemeMapping"></link><style>
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<div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -18pt;">1.<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> <b> </b></span><b>At a place of worship:</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">When she has her eyes closed and is in deep prayer, jump right in front of her and shout:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">“<i>Ta da! Your prayers have been answered!</i>”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -18pt;">2.<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span><b>At the movies (Watching a sob-fest):</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">When she lets her tear glands loose, put your arm around her and in comforting style say:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">“<i>Though he is going away from her in the movie, I’m sure they are doing it off screen.</i>”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -18pt;">3.<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span><b>At the movies (Watching a horror flick):</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">Shriek and cling on to her when a funny-looking ghost pops up on screen and don’t leave her for at least 5 minutes and keep asking:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">“<i>Did it go? Did it go?</i>”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -18pt;">4.<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> <b> </b></span><b>In a lift:</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">When you are stuck in a lift and you happen to have a travel bag with you, open your bag, take out your spare underwear, put it on top of your pants, and wrap your towel around your neck like a cape and say:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">“<i>Why fear when I’m here?</i>”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">And then press the “HELP” button.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -18pt;">5.<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span><b>At a bar:</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">You see her. She sees you. With a cool swagger, go up to her and ask:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">“<i>Do you dance here?</i>”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -18pt;">7.<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> <b> </b></span><b>At a bar – 3:</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">You see her. She sees you. With a cool swagger, go up to her and ask:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">“<i>Seen any hot chick around?</i>”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -18pt;">8.<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span><b>At a hospital:</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">Jump right in front of her and with a sigh of relief say:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">“<i>Finally you decided to get the b**b job done ha?</i>”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -18pt;">9.<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span><b>At a restaurant:</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">Seeing her at the opposite table with a group of friends on a binge night, get on your knees and act as if you are searching for something underneath your table and ensure you make enough of a scene that she, and better her entire group, notices.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">Have your friend ask you: “<i>What you looking for dude?</i>”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">Your answer (as you turn to the girl gang): “<i>A weighing machine. Anyone seen one lately?</i>” </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"><br />
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</style> </div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -18pt;">10.<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span><b>Anywhere, anytime:</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">“<i>I'm Blunt Edges’ friend.</i>"</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">Or better still.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;">“<i>I'm Blunt Edges.</i>"</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>PS:</b> The idea and the title for this post came from a random comment by <a href="http://www.grayquillmusings.com/2010/07/books-on-my-night-stand.html">Grayquill</a> a while ago. So even though it was a completely sarcastic remark by one of my most elderly friends, I still wanna thank him. So thank you Mr. Grayquill :P</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>PPS:</b> I know I haven’t been active in the blogging world for some time now. I haven’t even been over at your blogs and I have like a million tags pending against me. I’ll surely try to catch up slowly. And a huge thanks to all those who kept enquiring where I had disappeared. It feels good to know people noticed :D</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>PPPS:</b> Wish all of you a very very happy Friendship Day :D</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>PPPPS:</b> 115 followers? Unbelievably awesome! :D</div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><br />
Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com76tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-59649385173545309242010-05-23T18:00:00.001+05:302010-05-24T23:00:37.009+05:30Gang War<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11DZUdSQOVULLoVMRl6ULSA495tRPKob4azSzeDMkVhvuveeeaMqQyrolhWfi_JkleNvORctTR2VnAYD3hyZdls-MC2wtqO0HjJEJg-ibbPxiapkpZkEovTuzxkf5DJHcNqQobTH9TMY/s1600/guns-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11DZUdSQOVULLoVMRl6ULSA495tRPKob4azSzeDMkVhvuveeeaMqQyrolhWfi_JkleNvORctTR2VnAYD3hyZdls-MC2wtqO0HjJEJg-ibbPxiapkpZkEovTuzxkf5DJHcNqQobTH9TMY/s320/guns-1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Final year of college. A time when life is simple. A time when nothing worries you. A time when you command respect. A time when you are king of the world (er...if not the world, at least king of the college!)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Langda came home one day all furious and angry.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Idiot:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “Wassup?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Langda:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> <i>***Angry stare***</i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Idiot:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “Some girl turned you down <b><i>again</i></b>?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Langda:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> <i>***Angry stare***</i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Idiot:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “Some professor yelled at you in class <b><i>again</i></b>?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Langda:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> <i>***Angry stare***</i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Idiot:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “You have attendance shortage <b><i>again</i></b>?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Langda:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> <i>***Angry stare***</i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I and SG (Smart Guy) were watching this interesting episode unfold in front of us.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">SG <i>(to me)</i>:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “Do you think we should tell Idiot to stop blabbering after Langda breaks his nose or before?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Me:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “You actually have doubts on that? After of course!”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Langda: “A first year guy challenged me to a fight and there were girls around when he did it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Me:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> <i>***Stifled laugh***</i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Idiot:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “And what did you do?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Langda:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “I didn’t do anything. He was huge.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Me:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> <i>***Another stifled laugh***</i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">SG:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “Boy this is embarrassing.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Langda:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “You don’t think I know that!”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">SG:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> “I’m sure you know that. I was just trying to rub it in some more.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Me:</span></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> <i>***Bursts out laughing***</i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Langda made a plan to go the junior’s place at night and scare the living crap out of him. The script, screenplay and dialogues are all ready and put in place. All friends who have bikes and cars are called up to set up the ambience.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">At exact 9pm, 5 bikes and 1 maruti 800 screeched to a halt in front of the junior’s place. Our roles were clearly defined. Langda, Idiot, SG and DrunkA were supposed to go and talk. The rest of us had to just keep on accelerating the bikes. In exactly ten minutes, I had to enter the scene and say the stupidest line of my life, “Hey guys make it fast. We need to go meet the Triggers at Kainos also.” (Triggers was a fictional “gang name” and Kainos was a pub nearby. I wasn’t even sure if they would get what we were trying to mean with “Triggers”, but then what the heck I was just an actor and all I could do was obey the director.)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">And wait, I had some more stuff to do. My second line would be, “Which is the guy?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">SG would point out the guy to me and I’ll give him a threat-filled look in slow-motion from head to toe and back to head.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Sick</span></i></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">, I know.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">So we reached there at 9pm. We waited near the gate and the foursome went in. Idiot rang the bell and waited. Around 4-5 juniors lived there and we were 14 cool (apparently) people.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">SG was supposed to give the opening line. The rest were to start after that. The junior opened the door and was flummoxed to see the crowd. Langda, Idiot and DrunkA were waiting for SG to start, but they didn’t hear a single word. They turned around to look at SG, who had held up a finger pointing at the junior, but no voice came out. Stage fright had gripped SG and he just couldn’t talk!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">The entire effect created by the <i>“gang”</i> was wilting off. A smirk seemed to be appearing on the junior’s face. The remaining three weren’t prepared for this scenario. DrunkA realized it was time he came forward and took the initiative.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Fatak!<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">DrunkA slapped the junior right across the face. Everyone was stunned. This wasn’t planned. All the effect and more came back. The scene turned way grimmer than what we had anticipated. The rest of them said a few words and I thought its best to enter the scene and finish the whole drama.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“Hey guys make it fast. We need to go meet the Triggers at Kainos also,” I shouted.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p>The guys came back and as planned I asked SG, “Which is the guy?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p>SG pointed at the junior.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I put on the coolest look in my armoury and nodded my head and looked at him from head to toe slowly and back up. And then I noticed him looking at me up and down with much more anger and humiliation venting out of his eyes, courtesy the slap.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“Damn!”</span></i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> I muttered under my breath as we left the place.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com78tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-48003547240959989982010-04-25T20:46:00.001+05:302010-04-25T20:48:30.922+05:30A Visit Home and A New Lesson!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy3xbn6sRxUyjHHMlDAq0GfFzp_OeOwdwn44iMTMgEfuNVC-ekTj_t5s8uec_Zki9P3mBVen9AM8bWWgEwSwTMe0FMp0KZMTYiijiKPpv9-AGwAqoeEgCu1vCahrhnPFhUnfHhWPEdyx8/s1600/Home-Loan3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy3xbn6sRxUyjHHMlDAq0GfFzp_OeOwdwn44iMTMgEfuNVC-ekTj_t5s8uec_Zki9P3mBVen9AM8bWWgEwSwTMe0FMp0KZMTYiijiKPpv9-AGwAqoeEgCu1vCahrhnPFhUnfHhWPEdyx8/s320/Home-Loan3.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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</style><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Every visit home teaches me some new stuff like the Pythagoras theorem, the theory of relativity and not to forget the Archimedes' principle. This time was no different. It thought me one lesson through different random incidents.</span><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><u>Scene 1:<o:p></o:p></u></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I woke up the morning after I reached home. Mom got me my morning tea as I and Dad sat for a little Father-Son chat. It started off with an intellectual insight by Dad on the dinner prepared by Mom the previous night. I followed it up with a very thoughtful take on the dessert we had post-dinner. As Dad and I were peaking with one great point after the other, Mom called Dad for breakfast.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Both of us gladly hopped on for our first meal of the day. And when Mom saw me, she took me by surprise by asking the most unthinkable question: “Where are you off to?”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Me:</b> “Eh? I thought you said its breakfast time.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mom:</b> “Did you have your bath?”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Me:</b> “Of course, I did.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mom:</b> “Today?”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Me</b> <i>(sheepishly)</i>: “Err no. I didn’t realize you meant today.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mom</b> <i>(sarcastically)</i>: “Of course, you didn’t.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Me:</b> “Yeah big deal. I might as well have saved some water for the planet!”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mom:</b> “If that’s the case, you might just save some food for the planet as well. You know the rules here. <i>No breakfast until you have your bath</i>!”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Me:</b> “Oh come on I’m not a kid anymore! Dad, see na.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Suddenly Dad, who was listening intently and chuckling all this while, finds his breakfast interesting and starts staring at it as if he has to submit research papers on what constitutes his morning meal!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I let out a huge sigh and went for a bath.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><u>Scene 2:<o:p></o:p></u></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lunch time at home. I had already downed what can only be described as the monthly food quota for an entire village. That’s when Mom leans to serve some more chicken on my plate.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Me</b> <i>(with a stuffed mouth)</i>: “No no, I’m full.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mom:</b> “Are you kidding? What have you eaten till now?”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Unable to mouth anything (remember the stuffed mouth?), I just smile.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mom:</b> “You have lost your appetite.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I smile some more.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mom:</b> “Here take some more chicken.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I continue smiling, while Dad shakes his head.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><u>Scene 3:<o:p></o:p></u></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I and Dad are arguing about some very trivial issue. Now this is a very common occurrence. My visits home are incomplete without the mandatory argument with Dad. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">This time it was about an IPL match. The situation heated up and decibels were raised. Mom sat between us playing solitaire on the iPod. I supported my claim with point by point analysis and live examples. I got Dad in a corner and almost literally shredded his stand and that’s when Dad took out his most lethal weapon: the veto power that all the Dads in the world seem to be born with.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">He just walked off saying, “You are just talking nonsense! I don’t want to hear any more of this!”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I was left stranded there with a confused look on my face, while Mom gave out a smug smile, even as she continued playing solitaire.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">So what’s the lesson I learnt from this visit home? <b><i>“Some things never change!” </i></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>PS:</b> Did you notice the new blog header? How’s it? It’s a gift from a very very sweet blogger friend for Blunt Edges’ second birthday. The said friend (yeah I have been sworn to secrecy) has sent me 11 blog headers and it’s very tough to choose a favourite, so I just randomly selected one and put it up. A huge thanks to the wonderful friend :D</span></div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com86tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-48992042911353462632010-04-04T23:53:00.001+05:302010-04-04T23:55:39.311+05:30If I Were...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjROZrEZF8x1uPMIHDR1bvS2GeZySVZHrFhAnLb-VXox20ltTuUJLbZQSUvYAYymd1WYFFCM0hX5224qOgbLMZf6V3BctBsafwJbxaZvI8BJx6sFcl8IR1kM51qRFc8oF7-Kl2ZffqDIbg/s1600/album-if.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjROZrEZF8x1uPMIHDR1bvS2GeZySVZHrFhAnLb-VXox20ltTuUJLbZQSUvYAYymd1WYFFCM0hX5224qOgbLMZf6V3BctBsafwJbxaZvI8BJx6sFcl8IR1kM51qRFc8oF7-Kl2ZffqDIbg/s320/album-if.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Saw this at <a href="http://harini.me/my-life/if-i-were">Harini's</a> and then at <a href="http://whitelilyz.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-were.html">Annie's</a>. It looked kinda interesting and since I can't think of anything fun to write, I thought I'll do it. So here it goes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a month, I’d be December.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a day of the week, I’d be Friday (weekend).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a time of day, I’d be 18:00 (swipe-out time).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a season, I’d be Winter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a planet, I’d be Pluto (yeah I know it ain't a planet, but then neither am I!) :p</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a sea animal, I’d be fishy ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a direction, I’d be lost! ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be the Bean Bag.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a liquid, I’d be wet ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a tree, I’d be the Banyan.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a tool, I’d be the Hammer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a flower, I’d be dead (never gonna be a flower!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were an element, I’d be Air.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a gemstone, I’d be dead again (neither a flower, nor a gemstone!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a kind of weather, I’d be very very cold.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a musical instrument, I’d be the Drums.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a color, I’d be Denim Blue.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were an emotion, I’d be Fear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a fruit, I’d be a Mango. (do u know the word 'mango' is absent from the T9 dictionary on your cell?)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a sound, I’d be an Applause.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a car, I’d be a Black Porsche Cayenne.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a material, I’d be Denim.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a food, I’d be tasty of course ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a taste, I’d be Salty.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a scent, I’d be the Ferrari Black.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were an object, I’d be a Cell Phone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a song, I’d be "When I'm Gone" - Eminem</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a body part, I’d be the Fist.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a place, I’d be Vegas.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a facial expression, I’d be a Smirk.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be polished ;)</span><br />
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<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>PS</b>: Was watching American Pie 7 the other day and heard the corniest pickup line ever:</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><b>"The word of the day is 'legs'. Let's go back to my place and spread the word."</b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Corny, but funny! ;)</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>PPS</b>: Blunt Edges turned 2 on April 2nd :D</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">THE END!</div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com81tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-33312988974859624822010-03-12T00:52:00.000+05:302010-03-12T00:52:51.702+05:30I Swear To Drunk I’m Not God!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPhGb84c6UAJ610ZQIzukkLiJmVu4MZWeCN-y5YpRIk-wLv4vNrKwlQyFBQXt4jQS8cSS7ySYS8VOkDUtufkh0c19rrecPdL0S1TkmYDI5Tx2teLmDZE-Hsf98XgwMqzNKei_8BFvBg10/s1600-h/03-homer_simpson_drunk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPhGb84c6UAJ610ZQIzukkLiJmVu4MZWeCN-y5YpRIk-wLv4vNrKwlQyFBQXt4jQS8cSS7ySYS8VOkDUtufkh0c19rrecPdL0S1TkmYDI5Tx2teLmDZE-Hsf98XgwMqzNKei_8BFvBg10/s320/03-homer_simpson_drunk.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I was checking out the super hot girl who had just entered the pub. She looked around, evidently searching for a known face, and on not finding anyone headed to the bar counter. She perched herself on the high stool and looked towards the entrance.<o:p></o:p> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“Probably waiting for someone,” I thought. “And maybe that someone is sitting here just staring at her unaware of the bigger scheme of things.” <i>Sigh!</i><o:p></o:p> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">A tap on my knee snapped me back to reality. I turned to Absolutely-Sloshed-Friend (ASF). A very disturbed look engulfed his face.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“What?” I asked him.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">He whispered something. I couldn’t hear him over the loud music.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“What?” I leaned forward and asked him again.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Again he whispered something. I gave him an irritated look and leaned even more ahead and said:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“Can you be a little loud?”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“I WANNA PEE!” He yelled into my ear. I bounced back to where I was sitting when this whole conversation began.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “What’s the matter with you?”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “I said I wanna pee!”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “I heard that loud and clear.”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “So?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “So what?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “So I wanna pee.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “You have my blessings. Go ahead.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Sober-Friend (SF) who had been quietly watching this scene till now decided to step in.<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>SF</b> <i>(to ASF)</i>: “I’m happy to see that you do take expert advice before venturing into such a delicate and important task.”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “Ok people. If funny is what you want, funny is what you get!”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">ASF leaned back on the couch and starred unzipping his jeans.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “Whoaaaaaa! What you doing sicko?”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “Well you just gave me your blessings, so I thought I might as well use them to pee.”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “Ok listen. Lesson number 935. When you feel like peeing, close your eyes for a moment, think of all the good times you have had in your life, re-live them again in that one moment, then GET UP AND GO TO THE GOD DAMN LOO!”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “Eh?”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>SF</b>: “You didn’t understand what he said?”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “No”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>SF</b>: “Fine. Lesson number 936. If you don’t understand lesson number 935, punch yourself in the nuts and read lesson number 935 again.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">High-fives were exchanged between me and SF while ASF just stared at us blindly.<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “I wanna pee.”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “We have heard that. Tell us something new.”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “I don’t think I can walk by myself to the loo. I’m feeling a bit high.”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b> <i>(sarcastically)</i>: “A bit?”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: <i>***cold stare***</i><b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>SF</b>: “Oh. Couldn’t you have spared us this torture by telling this right at the start?”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “I’ll try the next time.”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “Next time? What are you? An oil well?”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “Nope. A water tank. You got any problem?”<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “None, as long as it’s your tap.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">High-fives were again exchanged between SF and me. We got up from the comforts of our couch and pulled ASF up. I held his arm firmly and walked him to the restroom. SF walked a step behind us. We entered the restroom. There were 4 booths there. I and SF propelled ASF on to the fourth one.<b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>SF</b>: “Go on.” <b> </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “Not while you guys are watching!”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “Just to set the record straight, we aren’t watching.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>SF</b>: “Ok. We will move behind.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">SF moved a step backward all the while keeping a hand over ASF’s shoulder.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “Leave me!”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>SF</b>: “You are swaggering dude.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “Whatever. But I can’t do it when someone’s holding me.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “Yeah but you sure can do it sitting on the couch right in front of a crowd!”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">ASF turned around and put out both his hands.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>ASF</b>: “See. I’m still. I can do this. Now you guys just turn around and stop looking after me like I’m a little kid.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Me</b>: “Cool.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Both of us moved on to the other side. I told SF about the chick at the counter and we decided to toss a coin to see who will be her knight in denims if she is still alone there when we get back.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Suddenly we heard water flowing. We turned and what we saw left us speechless. ASF was standing next to the fourth booth and peeing right where a fifth booth would have been! Unfortunately, there wasn’t a fifth one.<o:p> </o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Before we could process what was happening, the door opened and two huge bouncer-type guys (BTGs) came in.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>BTG1</b> <i>(to ASF)</i>: “WHAT THE **** ARE YOU DOING? CAN’T YOU ****ING SEE WHERE YOU ARE LETTING YOUR ****ING HOLY WATER FALL?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>BTG2</b> <i>(looking at us)</i>: “IS THERE ANYONE WITH HIM?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I and SF looked at each other, and then at the BTGs, then at their biceps, and then finally at each other again. Both of us knew exactly what the other was thinking.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">We looked back at the BTGs, shrugged and left the restroom.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com90tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-23487270281716071552010-02-15T00:02:00.001+05:302010-02-15T00:06:00.126+05:30Is It Strange?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBOBI3IxktefRJfJE-EEL5X4P-ny0WuDS4Q3prZJ_rdIpp1wTdl7e9l1AFzdcn-M6UXDU2zixX7uzZVjttKi36NyMiBbK0L51dzAa1905hKmM-U6Xu3_A7ESmUPcphUnILZwjqVCQOaUw/s1600-h/scratching-head.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBOBI3IxktefRJfJE-EEL5X4P-ny0WuDS4Q3prZJ_rdIpp1wTdl7e9l1AFzdcn-M6UXDU2zixX7uzZVjttKi36NyMiBbK0L51dzAa1905hKmM-U6Xu3_A7ESmUPcphUnILZwjqVCQOaUw/s320/scratching-head.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">1. That this is the fastest consecutive post in the history of this blog? (Yeah it has a long history!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">2. That I carry 3 cell phones and less than 10 people have all the 3 numbers?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">3. That I feel cheese-burst pizza is the best thing that’s ever happened to mankind? (Man how addictive is it?)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">4. That I feel cheese-burst pizza is the worst thing that’s ever happened to mankind? (Man how many calories does it contain?)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">5. That I feel Julianne Moore, at 49, is one of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">6. That I feel MS Word is wrong when it’s correcting me in the previous point that the word should be ‘women’ and not ‘woman’?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">7. That the last 4 points started with ‘That I feel’?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">8. That somewhere in my mind a voice is telling me that if I make a list it’s gotta contain 10 points?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">9. That I have a favourite booth/urinal in the office restroom?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">10. That I heaved a sigh of relief that the count reached 10?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">11. That I like Coke more than Pepsi? (And yeah if you give me Coke and Pepsi without telling me which is which, I can still point out Coke!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">12. That I love watching movies at the theatre and watching them in the TV/laptop isn’t half as much fun?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">13. That I’m addicted to SMS chatting? (On an ordinary day, close to 100 texts find their way out of my cell)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">14. That I can’t, for some reason, enjoy the movies that have come before my time and are regarded as “classics” (read ‘The Godfather’ series and the like. Sholay is an exception)?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">15. That in the previous point, I was confused of where to put the question mark, before or after the braces?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">16. That on some days, my appetite touches sky-high limits? (No matter how much ever I eat, I still don’t feel full!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">17. That I’m gonna end this list on a totally non-happening count of 17?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>PS: This is the 25th post on Blunt Edges. Thanks to everyone who has ever taken out time to read at least a single line here. And a special mention to the 68 followers, I must say, you have a great taste! ;)</strong></span>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com126tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-15441982622027547822009-12-17T02:32:00.002+05:302009-12-17T02:36:40.096+05:30The Nameless Award!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF2c-spojeXFWI4t1nFvGkqaHm9v7bBI0IW9jAVknTJzocTzV9o5ar8qSWOXIhyiPV9LVtIaC1QrhDqCIst9O4df9RJ8Zsm4nKrVw8mlSpZ7ABz4ze5z25FvfiTVuQ-E-IqRUH1jIKK_s/s1600-h/confused.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF2c-spojeXFWI4t1nFvGkqaHm9v7bBI0IW9jAVknTJzocTzV9o5ar8qSWOXIhyiPV9LVtIaC1QrhDqCIst9O4df9RJ8Zsm4nKrVw8mlSpZ7ABz4ze5z25FvfiTVuQ-E-IqRUH1jIKK_s/s320/confused.jpg" /></a><br />
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</style></m:defjc></m:rmargin></m:lmargin></m:dispdef></m:smallfrac><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://simplysmitz.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-first-tag.html">Bliss</a> has given me an award (but for some strange reason, it doesn’t have a name!). It just came with the following rules:<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 15pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt;">1) List 7 things about yourself that nobody knows.</span></i></b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></i><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 15pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt;">2) Pass on this award to 7 other people.</span></i></b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></i><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 15pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt;">3) Comment on their blog and let them know that they are tagged.</span></i></b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></i><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I know I have many tags pending against my name, but this one’s an award, yeah yeah I know it doesn’t have a name and a fancy pic, but it’s an award nevertheless (or so claims Bliss), so this goes first!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">So 7 things about me that nobody knows ha? This is gonna be fun:<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>1.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m an atheist. Yup, you heard it right. I ain’t anti-god or anything, but I just don’t pray. I’m not the kind who argues about the existence of god. I respect those who believe and their beliefs, and I expect them to respect me and my beliefs (or rather the lack of them)<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>2.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m terrible with kids. I just can’t do the sweet-talk thing with them. I remember going to my cousin’s place and meeting his kid for the first time. They bought the kid and thought I might pick him up or talk to him or something. Six people stood around me waiting for my next move. And all I could manage was a wave of my hand at the kid, who seemed more relieved than me that he could go and do something fun than sit with me.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>3.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m dying to see when and who will be my 50<sup>th</sup> follower. The list has been stuck at 48 for some time now.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>4.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I just can’t figure out why the world’s crazy over Angelina Jolie. Ok, she acts well, but sexiest lady in the world? NO WAY!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>5.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m not a morning person. I like it quiet in the mornings and I can get real sulky if I’m subjected to lots of noise. I normally carry on with that mood till I have my cuppa tea.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>6.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I have this weird habit of noticing the minutest of details of the movies I like. For eg. Did you know that in Rang De Basanti, Karan’s (played by Siddharth) character’s first and last line in the movie is ‘Nautanki Saala’<b><o:p></o:p></b></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>7.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I have been working for a little over 3 years, and I already know I’m in the wrong field, but I still have no clue what I really wanna do!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">So there you go, 7 things about me which I hope you didn’t know. And now I pass on this award (yeah IT IS AN AWARD!) to the following lucky people:<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>1.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://fullonbakwaas.blogspot.com/">Shanu</a> (It would be really fun to know your 7 secrets! Hope you do it!) :)</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>2.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://iceprincess-gypsyheart.blogspot.com/">Iceprincess</a> (There now you even have an idea for a post!) :D</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>3.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://rid-flections.blogspot.com/">Riddhi</a> (I’m sure your list would be downright hilarious) :D</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>4.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://www.grayquillmusings.com/">Grayquill</a> (Never seen you do a tag. Try one for a change) :)</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>5.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://ashesandsomedust.blogspot.com/">Ashley</a> (Let’s actually see if you are 45 or 18) ;)</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>6.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://danceofsound.blogspot.com/">Madhu</a> (There I tag you once more) :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>7.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://colouredmusings.blogspot.com/">Meenakshi</a> (Thought I would give you an award too) :)</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>8.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://lifewhatthehellisitallbout.blogspot.com/">Lakshmi</a> (Maybe you can make it more than one post for this month) ;)</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>9.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://itsaneetasblog.blogspot.com/">Anita</a> (You should have a lot of spare time on the bench! Spare some for this tag) ;)</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>10.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://zebra-talk.blogspot.com/">Zeba</a> (Hope the intelligent blogger spills some secrets) :D</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>11.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"><b> </b> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://sectumspectra.blogspot.com/">Nim</a> (One more person who has lotsa free time!) :D</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>12.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://parikshith-kumar.blogspot.com/">Parry</a> (Let’s have some laughter here buddy) :D</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>13.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://gayathri-vishwanathan.blogspot.com/">Gayathri</a> (I hope your first secret isn’t that you are related to Vishwanathan Anand) :D</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>14.</b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://konnotation.blogspot.com/">Reflections</a> (Just coz she loves awards, even if it’s a nameless one!) ;)</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Yeah I know it went a little above 7, sue me :P</span><br />
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</div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com138tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-639516775655546542009-11-28T20:29:00.002+05:302009-11-28T21:13:04.650+05:30I Hate It When...<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>1. </b>People break queues in the office cafeteria. I would have given them a piece of my mind (and my arm) if it was outside.</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>2. </b>I have to work overnight every alternate day and I come home at the most weird of times (read anytime between 2 to 6 am)</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>3. </b>I’m expected to work on weekends also.</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>4. </b>No matter how hard I work and how long I slog, there are atleast 2 other people in my team who work harder and slog longer.</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>5. </b>I don’t get time to update my blog even though there are a couple of ideas in my mind.</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>6. </b>I barely get time to read all the blog updates that pop up on my blog list.</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>7. </b>I have to cancel movie plans with HC (Hot Crush) because of work.</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>8. </b>She goes for the same movie with a guy friend and messages me saying she had loads of fun.</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>9. </b>I see the ‘Happening’ song from ‘Main Aur Mrs. Khanna’. Whatever happened to the extemely beautiful Preity from ‘Salaam Namaste’</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>10. </b>I can’t read Mr.Mind’s and Choco’s blog anymore.</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>11. </b>I can’t think of a valid/funny 11th point!</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> It’s from my office restroom and I see it multiple times every single working day of my life and its strategic placement ensures I read it every time I go in for a leak.</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">So I do hate 12 (or maybe 11) things now, but there is one thing good that’s happened lately. I have been chosen for the ultra-prestigious, uber-cool ‘<b>Superior Scribbler Award</b>’ by <a href="http://colouredmusings.blogspot.com/2009/11/superior-scribbler-award.html">Meenakshi</a>. <i>***huge applause + standing ovation***</i></span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">So now these are the rules that accompany this award. Talk about great responsibilities accompanying great power!</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">* Each Superior Scribbler must in turn pass The Award on to 5 most-deserving Bloggy Friends.</span></i><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">* Each Superior Scribbler must link to the author & the name of the blog from whom he/she has received The Award.</span></i><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">* Each Superior Scribbler must display The Award on his/her blog, and link to This Post, which explains The Award.</span></i><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">* Each Blogger who wins The Superior Scribbler Award must visit this post and add his/her name to the <a href="http://scholastic-scribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-this-blings-for-you.html">Mr. Linky List</a>. That way, we'll be able to keep up-to-date on everyone who receives This Prestigious Honor!</span></i><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">* Each Superior Scribbler must post these rules on his/her blog.</span></i><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Since I don’t have a huge history of following rules, I’m gonna break the first rule! I have more than 5 favourite bloggers, so every single blogger who reads this can take the award and display it on their blog. But mind you, you should follow the rules. Only I can break them shamelessly ;)</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Everyone who has been to Bangalore and has travelled in the BMTC buses here, please raise your hands! (The rest of you can scratch your chins :D)<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">The BMTC bus conductor takes pride in not returning the exact change when you buy the ticket. If you give Rs.30 for a Rs.25 ticket, he’ll get you the ticket, and with a ease that comes only with years of practice, he’ll write “5” behind the ticket. Now this means that any time before you get down, you had better “remind” him that he has to return you the change, that is, if you actually want the change! But if by any chance you forget to remind him about the fiver, don’t expect him to remember and return it to you. Mind you, it’s not because he has any intention of keeping your money, but the simple reason is that he is a very very busy man, who doesn’t have time to remember about the trivial amount. Which, in fact, he could have easily returned to you the moment you bought the ticket as is bag is always overflowing with loose change, but he doesn’t. Because he wants to improve the collective memory of the citizens of Bangalore! (So nice of him na?)<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">And when you do remind him about the change, and he returns it to you, he’ll tear the ticket or scratch off the “5” just in case you don’t ask him for the change again later! You see, there’s room for only one smart-ass in a BMTC bus!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“<i>Boss, saat rupaye dene hai</i>” (“You gotta pay me 7”)<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I asked: “<i>Kya</i>?” (“What?”)<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">He: (<i>muttering some more stuff in Kannada under his breath</i>) “Where? Stop?”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I told him the name of the stop.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">He: “You don’t ask. I give”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Saying this, he turned and walked back to the front. I was stunned. Now this was a first. They normally mutter stuff and pay. By the time I regained my composure and thought I should say something, he was standing next to the driver.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Tish-phish-doom-shoom-BOOM!!! And there lay my ego on the floor of the bus all splattered and squashed!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I just did what a man does in situations like this. I switched the song to Nickelback’s 'Rockstar' and started playing Mini Golf on my cell! So, engrossed was I putting the ball in the hole that I didn’t realize that my stop had come. I jumped out just a quarter of a second before the doors of the bus closed and that’s when I remembered that I never got the 7!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">I looked into the bus and saw the conductor looking at me from the window. I gave a scowl back and stared at him. The bus started moving slowly and I had to cross the road. He was still staring at me from the glasses at the back of the bus and even I didn’t move my gaze. Time stood still as neither of us looked away. The silent mature battle of the egos of two fully-grown men was on full display to the entire world but not a single soul apart from the two of us knew about it!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“You ain’t gonna win this one dude!” I yelled at him without saying a word.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">SCREEEEEEECHHHHHHHHHH!!! A car braked right next to my legs. I had walked right to the middle of the road staring at the conductor.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">“You blind *******! Can’t you ******* see and cross the road? Bloody ********”...” that’s the last thing I heard as I ran onto the other side of the road far from BMTC conductors and angry drivers!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><u><span style="line-height: 115%;">Note:</span></u></b><b><span style="line-height: 115%;"> I know I haven’t posted in a long while. And writing this one also took some effort with all the rustiness creeping in. A huge thanks to all the people who at some point or the other coaxed me to update. It really feels good to see people wanting to read something I come up with. I have never been prolific with my posts: 20 posts in 18 months isn’t something to boast about. All I can say in my defence are the famous lines by <a href="http://kido-speaks.blogspot.com/">Miss Kido</a>:<o:p></o:p></span></b></span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="line-height: 115%;">“<i>Cowards blog everyday...The brave blog but, once in a while!!!</i>”</span></b></span><br />
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Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com53tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-19600955969040112032009-09-09T01:15:00.002+05:302009-09-09T01:21:21.006+05:30My First Time<span style="font-size: small;"></span><br />
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</style> </m:defjc></m:rmargin></m:lmargin></m:dispdef></m:smallfrac></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">"The first time, they say, is always special.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">The first time, they say, is always memorable.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">The first time, they say, is the best."</span></i></b></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">My first time was in college. I had stayed in the college hostel for the first sem. N after 5 or so months of terrible food, a terrible timetable n an even more terrible warden, we shifted. “We” is a group of 4: me (has there ever been a “we” without a “me”), Idiot, SG n Langda.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Note: These characters (yup they really were some characters!) have made fleeting appearances in <a href="http://blunt-edges.blogspot.com/2009/05/police-story.html">A Police Story</a> and <a href="http://blunt-edges.blogspot.com/2009/06/jhumbalaka-jhum.html">Jhumbalaka Jhum</a>.</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">So “we” found ourselves an apartment n started a new life without any warden, without any timetable n most importantly without any food. Idiot n Langda claimed they can cook like a dream, guess all they meant was they can cook IN their dreams. So we ended up eating outside all the time!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">Now the problem was that we almost always skipped breakfast coz by the time we woke up n pulled ourselves to college, it would be late. N we all being quite “liberal” eaters, this directly affected our academic performance ;)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">Then one day Idiot came with the news that a lady in the building provides breakfast to many families there. He suggested that even we should try this breakfast outsourcing thing to which we all readily agreed coz when it comes to matters of food, no one argues with Idiot!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">So it was decided! The lady was assigned the honour of getting us the 1<sup>st</sup> meal of the day every morning n we could no longer give “lack of breakfast” as an excuse for not performing well in the exams!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">N thus started our tryst with <i>idlis</i>, <i>dosas</i>, <i>neer dosas</i> n the like. She used 2 get it by 7.30 every morning and we had to tell her how many plates she should get the next day. Plain n simple.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">The food was good, we were happy, but for some reason, our grades never improved!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">The lady knew only kannada and only SG knew the language of the land. So we were at his mercy 2 talk 2 her every day. One day SG wasn’t there and this lady came n said something, which by our loose translation skills meant: “My kid will bring in the food tomorrow”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">Now this lady had 2 children: a teenage daughter and a school-going son. We got into a guessing game about who would bring the food the next day. No points for guessing who the favourite was! :D<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">So the next morning, the 3 of us woke up early n waited for the breakfast to arrive. The bell rang! I beat the other 2 to open the door. N there was a 10-year old kid standing at the door with our food.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">***Collective sigh***<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">Sadly, I took the food and passed it to Langda, who, even more sadly, took it to the kitchen. The kid hung around to get back his plates n all of us just ignored him. That’s when he asked me THE question: “Mummy asked how many plates should I get tomorrow uncle?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">***Silence***<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">“Uncle?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">***More silence***<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">“UNCLE?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">“OK! Four, FOUR, FOURRR!”, I think I might have shouted!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">He ran off scared. My friends were still in shock. N not a single soul spoke for 5 whole minutes. N the silence broke after exactly 5mins, when Idiot asked, “Breakfast anyone?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;">N that’s the first time someone called me “uncle”.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">"The first time, they say, is always special.<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">The first time, they say, is always memorable.<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">The first time, they say, is the best."</span></i></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"><b>Wish I could get my hands on the moron who said that!</b><o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">1. </span></b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Grab the book nearest to you, turn on page 18 and find line 4 –</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Book? </span><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">***looks around the room...scratches head...gets up from the comfort of the bed n walks around in search of a book***</span></i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> YESSS!!! Got it!!!</span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">The book (or rather a training manual) is “</span><u style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">OOAD with UML and Rational Rose</u><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">” and the 4</span><sup style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">th</sup><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> line of page 18 is:</span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">“A class may have any number of operations or none at all.”</i></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">2. </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Stretch your left arm out as far as you can & catch air?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> – </span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">The wall.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">3. </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">What is the last thing you watched on TV?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> –</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Watched MTV last...n the last song I saw was “Wake Up Sid” (its kinda catchy!)</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">4. </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Without looking, guess what time it is?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> –</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">01.00 am</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">5.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> – </span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">12.50 am</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">6.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? –</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">The fan whirring ;)</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">7.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">When did you last step outside? What were you doing?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> – </span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Around 10.30 pm...met my friends!</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">8. </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Before you started this Q&As, what did you look at?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> –</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">This same tag done by </span><a href="http://iceprincess-gypsyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/better-late-than-never.html" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">iceprincess</a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> (n the fact that SHE could do it...spurned me 2 do it ASAP)</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">PS: she’s been dormant 4 a long time</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">9.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">What are you wearing? –</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Dark blue track pants and a blue tee.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">10.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">When did you last laugh?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> – </span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> When I was out with my friends (refer the answer to qsn no. 7)</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">11.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">What is on the walls of the room you are in?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> – </span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Paint :P (I have had this same qsn in an earlier tag and I had given the same ans) :D</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">12.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Seen anything weird lately?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> – </span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> Yup! TAGS!!! Almost every blog I visit has had atleast one tag in recent times!</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">13.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">What do you think of this quiz?</b> <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Shanu ensured that the only thought that came 2 my mind is FEAR by repeatedly threatening me 2 complete the tag within the deadline!</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">14.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">What is the last film you saw?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> –</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">The Proposal (a one-watch movie at best)</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">15.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> –</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Shanu...n force her 2 write 4 my blog...lol :D:D:D</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">16.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Tell me something about you that I dunno!</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> –</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">My favourite words are “nirvana” n “nostalgia” :)</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">17.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do? –</span><o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I would ensure that every single person on the planet sends 10% of his/her pay to the Blunt Edges Trust (BET) :D</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">18.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Do you like to Dance?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> –</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> I suck at it but yeah I do like it!</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">19.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> –</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Tamanna</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">20.</span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him? </b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">–</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Akash</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">21.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Would you ever consider living abroad?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> – </span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I might.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">22.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">What do you want GOD to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?</b><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> – </span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 12.9pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.6pt 36pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Finally I can retire to the countryside, now that u r here to take over! :D:D:D</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">N there I’m done! :D</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I have never tagged anyone before...but I think I’ll tag 3 people who have tagged me at some point or the other...so </span><a href="http://just-jibberjabber.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">perplexed</a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">, </span><a href="http://lifewhatthehellisitallbout.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Lakshmi</a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> and </span><a href="http://genius-called-jyoti.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Jyoti</a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">, consider urself tagged :D:D:D</span></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><u>Updated</u>: I also tag <a href="http://danceofsound.blogspot.com/">Madhu</a>...whom I have just educated about tags in the comments section :D</span></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">may this be the 1st of many more tags 2 come 4 this 1st timer ;)</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><u>Updated again</u>: I guess its just a season of pointing guns at me! <a href="http://konnotation.blogspot.com/">Reflections</a> has done the same thing n has ordered (yup, u heard it right!) me to tag her ASAP! N me being the innocent little kid can only comply <i>***innocent look***</i> </span></span></b><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b>So, I hereby tag <a href="http://konnotation.blogspot.com/">Reflections</a> too. Enjoy the tag woman! :D</b><br />
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</span>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com50tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-76142298772222295172009-08-25T22:44:00.011+05:302009-08-26T17:59:45.159+05:30News!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHKB_e6Ra585niIbvle_ka_NGNhK8syZqLPJb9HLyD5KFn_jc0KT5a5IJ1pYLfk_l0z4ihQ0I8m8L2p4pU3N6VpJ7wVxdAfslVpzt2UwrWIlE6SLV-wXJvKATjboq0_QODlax8-XTKTVE/s1600-h/news.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" lk="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHKB_e6Ra585niIbvle_ka_NGNhK8syZqLPJb9HLyD5KFn_jc0KT5a5IJ1pYLfk_l0z4ihQ0I8m8L2p4pU3N6VpJ7wVxdAfslVpzt2UwrWIlE6SLV-wXJvKATjboq0_QODlax8-XTKTVE/s320/news.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Good News (GN): I’m posting!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Bad News (BN): There isn't anything particular that I have 2 say!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GN: I got a project :D</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BN: Gotta work there :(</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GN: Watched love aaj kal :D:D:D</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BN: Didn’t watch kaminey :(:(:(</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GN: Went home :D</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BN: Had 2 come back :(</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GN: Ate a lot when I was there</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BN: Which somehow is directly proportional 2 the amount of calories that find a place on the human body (strange isn’t it?)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GN: I’m running out of good news!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BN: Death toll coz of swine flu is increasing on a daily basis</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GN: Apparently some drug has been discovered 4 it</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BN: Apparently that isn’t confirmed news</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GN: As I said before, I’m really running out of good news!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BN: My cell konked off...n I was cell-less 4 an entire day!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GN: My cell’s working fine now :D:D</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Since I’ve completely run out of news...I’ll post 5 random questions that anyone can choose 2 answer :D</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">1. What’s the English word for “majboori”?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">2. What’s the last name of Madonna?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">3. Why do we (Indians) pronounce “Z” as “Zee” when we talk of the bike CBZ, but pronounce it “Zed” otherwise?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">4. Which was the 1st cell number ever?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">5. Does anyone know what the point of this whole post is?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>Update: Thanx 2 <a href="http://kido-speaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/thank-you.html">Miss Kido</a> n <a href="http://boxingwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-is-company-too.html">Choco</a>, I have got a few blogging awards of late...u can see those on the right of ur screen :D:D:D</strong></span>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com52tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-56177191213925548602009-07-30T16:46:00.006+05:302009-07-30T17:10:56.670+05:30The Change We Need & A Tag We Need!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWi4oQe6CszP3lT7HP8eQ3WVuxvhuEk-7fhNSjhfAQF8GNhRu1isgQkhYmfk1RLXMRetoA6yrEdh4b6p3x1OSLwBLiur9FxD8McSklA0TuT3OJGv8E4mSme9YZYFY74jR30u_IRJL9kbM/s1600-h/change.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364212657384588226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWi4oQe6CszP3lT7HP8eQ3WVuxvhuEk-7fhNSjhfAQF8GNhRu1isgQkhYmfk1RLXMRetoA6yrEdh4b6p3x1OSLwBLiur9FxD8McSklA0TuT3OJGv8E4mSme9YZYFY74jR30u_IRJL9kbM/s320/change.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For the first time on this blog, I’m attempting to write in “proper” English. Now this simply translates to <strong>no sms lingo</strong> (I know how boring!)<br /><br />Different people at different stages have commented on my blog about the discomfort they have faced while reading the posts because of the “sms-style” of writing and I am not even making an attempt to talk about the many others who have told that to me in person! ;)<br /><br />Here are the comments (in the order in which they were posted) that have persuaded me to try this “new” (read uncool) kinda writing :D<br /><br /><strong>1. </strong>“<em>and murderer...Rats/mouse/rodents are one thing, thts one mouse (/rat/rodent)i don't have to worry about! but whats the excuse of murdering english language??</em></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">same pinch at that one..i used to do exactly the same. it was before i came to know about the 45 rs,450 sms pack (thats is now 45 rs 350 or something, so everyone now resort to 70 rs 700 sms +35 A2A free calls) airtel had to offer.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i hd 2 shrtn al my msgs x unrdbl sntncs SAT(so as to) tel my clsmte 2 brng QM nts,n also bt wot d tchr tot wen i ws sleepin etc..</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">was really hard to snap outta that habit.infact am still working on it. </span></em><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>other than this tiny minuscule atomic microscopic hardly noticable kunji defect i just loved the blog. blogrolling you, following you(i havent even published your comment yet. couldnt wait to read the blog..:))</em>”<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>2. </strong>“<em>brother,english is bleeding!!!;)</em>”<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>3. </strong>“<em>Ahem! SMS lingo is torture mon ami.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Your english teacher is turning in his/her grave.</em>”<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>4. </strong>“<em>hello murderer</em>”<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>5. </strong>“<em>IthinkIfollowedthejistofthestoryithinktheratwaskilled. Iamoldandallthatshorthandlingowasjustwaytohardformeandwaytomuchwork. Ifeelkindoffoolishbecausefiftysevenotherswereabletoreaditjustfine.R U FLN IR8ED YT? :)))</em>”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>6. </strong>“<em>murderer!... well, am outta blogsville soon, wish i get to see one post of urs that doesn't spill good old tough english blood before i go!!!</em>”<br /><br />And people think being a famous blogger is easy (sigh! Ask me ;)). As my good friend what-on-earth-was-his-name said, “With great power, comes great responsibility!” :D<br /><br /><strong>So, for the sake of his beloved readers, blunt edges, who normally treads his own path, puts in an extra effort (this is way tougher than it looks!) and walks on a track that the world follows</strong> (I have no clue why I wrote that line in the 3rd person! :D)<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><u>This post is dedicated to the blogger who came up with comment number 6. Hope this post gives you reasons to stay back in blogsville</u> :)</span><br /><br />Moving on to the actual post (yes, that was just the reason for me changing my writing style). I have been tagged by <a href="http://lifewhatthehellisitallbout.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-tag.html">Lakshmi</a> and <a href="http://genius-called-jyoti.blogspot.com/2009/07/tag-of-four.html">Jyoti</a>. This tag has some questions and all of them require me to give 4 answers. So here it goes:</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><u>4 places I have lived:</u><br /><strong>1. </strong>Mumbai: This was were I was born (it was called Bombay then) and spent the first half of my life. My first home!<br /><strong>2. </strong>Kerala: Home sweet home :D That’s where my folks are and that’s where I eat the most ;)<br /><strong>3. </strong>Mangalore: Spent my college days here. And St.Aloysius is the best place on earth!<br /><strong>4. </strong>Bangalore: I work here. I live here. I blog here.<br /><br /><u>4 TV shows I love to watch:<br /></u><strong>1. </strong>F.R.I.E.N.D.S (season 1-3)<br /><strong>2. </strong>F.R.I.E.N.D.S (season 3-6)<br /><strong>3. </strong>F.R.I.E.N.D.S (season 7-9)<br /><strong>4. </strong>F.R.I.E.N.D.S (who can forget season 10)<br />Yeah I cheated. Sue me :P<br /><br /><u>4 places I have been on vacation:</u><br />I ain’t much of a traveling person. And I usually go to places for a short visit (meaning a day or two). Does that qualify as a vacation?<br /><br /><u>4 of my favorite food:<br /></u><strong>1. </strong>Sea food!!! ***slurp***<br /><strong>2. </strong>Pizza (cheese burst is the current favorite)<br /><strong>3. </strong>Gajar ka halwa (and only when my mom makes it)<br /><strong>4. </strong>Pav Bhaji :D<br /><br /><u>4 websites I visit daily:<br /></u><strong>1. </strong>My blog<br /><strong>2. </strong>My mail<br /><strong>3. </strong>My company HR site (to check if I have enough attendance to leave early :D)<br /><strong>4. </strong>Google (for something or the other)<br /><br /><u>4 places I’d rather be:<br /></u><strong>1. </strong>In a casino in Las Vegas (with loads of cash on me)<br /><strong>2. </strong>On a beach in Brazil<br /><strong>3. </strong>Home<br /><strong>4. </strong>Another casino in Vegas (with loads of cash on me) :D:D<br /><br /><u>4 novels I wish I was reading for the first time:<br /></u>Eh? That wasn’t for me, right?<br /><br /><u>4 movies I can watch over and over again:<br /></u><strong>1. </strong>Dil Chahta Hai<br /><strong>2. </strong>Rang de Basanti<br /><strong>3. </strong>The Departed<br /><strong>4. </strong>The Matrix<br /><br /><u>4 things I hope to do before I die:<br /></u><strong>1. </strong>Learn to juggle with knives (really!) :D<br /><strong>2. </strong>Learn to play the guitar<br /><strong>3. </strong>Drive a merc<br /><strong>4. </strong>Find the secret to immortality :D<br /><br /><u>4 people I want to tag:<br /></u>Not tagging anyone, though you are free to tag yourself if this interests you. Please do tell me if you do it :)<br /><br />Phew! Talk about hard work! Where’s my pizza???<br /></span>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com71tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-11815028019974730882009-07-14T16:52:00.011+05:302009-07-14T17:57:35.381+05:30Mic Testin…1-2…1-2<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7BtNVEMetmcb0CPNrrGaH0gmu-rh1OFL8O6JkvdXPP2UDzxGj4b_u6vSjz6Fqs8X3tagouSWfO6W_1COqQmWsB3_reZhmmE0qHEGiZI6uCoH0iFUvLHd7G1C4W5MBj6Q_UIxb98sLhto/s1600-h/mic2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358274909470508994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7BtNVEMetmcb0CPNrrGaH0gmu-rh1OFL8O6JkvdXPP2UDzxGj4b_u6vSjz6Fqs8X3tagouSWfO6W_1COqQmWsB3_reZhmmE0qHEGiZI6uCoH0iFUvLHd7G1C4W5MBj6Q_UIxb98sLhto/s320/mic2.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div>My entire school life, I had a trustworthy companion who neva left my side…someone on whom I cud always fall back on weneva d world turned against me: <em>ladies n gentlemen plz put ur hands together 4 my childhood frnd: <strong>STAGE FRIGHT!!!</strong></em><br /><br />I always tried 2 avoid situations whr I had 2 speak in front of a crowd…my class was ok…but anything more meant I just disappeared from d spot! <em>***poof***</em><br /><br />I hv actually run away frm my school durin “Arts Day” so dat I don’t hv 2 get on stage 4 “English Elocution”…speakin fluently in class translated 2 me bein automatically selected 4 these competitions…n all I cud do was run away wen my turn came n return after d event 2 get an earful frm my lecturer (which was way better dan getting on stage)<br /><br />So dis, my frnds, was d foundation, so dat u guys knw how frightened I was of d menace dat dey call a stage!!!<br /><br /><u><strong>Scene 1:<br /></strong></u>Me in d 9th grade…d date’s 26th Jan (note 2 my “international readers”: its republic day in India :D)…I’ m awaitin my turn 2 get on stage<br /><br /><u>Background:</u><br /><em>One person frm every class had 2 give a speech…we had a new lecturer as our class teacher n he din knw abt my history of runnin away frm d warzone…n d ignorant guy selected me! I pleaded wid him dat I aint d right person…I also told him abt my past escapades but none of dat had any effect on him n I cudnt even run away frm dere coz I was d only one representin my class :(<br /><br />So resignin 2 my fate I prepared a speech…it was a “different” speech in dat I wasn’t talking much abt 26th jan but was concentratin more on wat it meant 2 be a republic nation…a pretty gud speech on paper alright</em><br /><br /><u>Back 2 d scene:</u><br />Someone frm d 10th grade went 1st n I din hear a word of his speech coz I was dead tensed...my name was called next n I went onto d stage n dis is wat I said:<br /><br />“gud mrng everyone…today as we celebrate one more republic day, I want 2 ask u all something…wat do u mean by republic? <em>***blank*** (voice choking)</em> hmmm…wat do u mean wen u say we r a republic country? <em>***completely blank***</em><br />Hmmm…er…(<em>cursin under my breath, I turn n luk at d princi</em>) sorry sir”<br /><br /><strong><u>Scene 2:<br /></u></strong>Me in 12th (yup we had schools till 12th)…d date’s 5th sept (note 2 my “international readers”: its teacher’s day in India :D)…I’ m awaitin my turn 2 get on stage<br /><br /><u>Background:<br /></u><em>2 ppl frm each class had 2 give a speech…I was again chosen (dis time by a teacher who wasn’t around durin my 1st debacle) 2 represent d class…again I went thru d entire routine of explainin 2 him why I was d worst choice 4 dis noble deed…but none of it worked…n even d god-damned princi had changed (otherwise atleast he wud hv ensured dat I don’t get on stage!)<br /><br />So I decided 2 keep it very simple dis time…I wil just talk abt how teachers play a huge role in our lives (wat crap!) n things like those coz dat way I don’t hv 2 memorize anything n so ders almost no chance I’ll screw up</em><br /><br /><u>Back 2 d scene:<br /></u>My classmate finished her speech (she read out her speech!!!)…n my name was called…n den started d magic!<br /><br />I was coolness personified…wid no external signs of any nervousness, I trodded calmly onto d stage…faced d audience…my <em>modus operandi</em> was straight-frwd…just give a single line on why teacher’s day is celebrated n den move on 2 d nonsense talk abt how teachers rock<br /><br />N I did just dat…I was a picture of poise as I bluffed n bluffed n bluffed some more abt how imp teachers r 2 society n 4 d creation of a better nation…I started emphatically…continued wid ease…n ended wid a flourish!!!<br /><br />D applause was deafenin n it seemed d whole world had paused 4 a moment 2 cheer dis hero who had risen frm d ashes of his last debacle n touched heights dat ordinary mortals only dream of!<br /><br />But wat was dis? Amidst d sound of claps, I cud hear a few sniggers…I luked around n saw some students pointing at me n laughin like crazy…<br /><br />A confused luk swept my face…dats wen a kid frm d 5th grade took pity on me n decided 2 enlighten me…he held my hand n said, “bro…teacher’s day is celebrated 2 honor d bday of Dr. S. Radhakrishnan n not Dr. Rajendra Prasad!” </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>I just did wat I did best…I disappeared! <em>***poof***</em></div><div></div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com56tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-51753324454940798402009-07-02T16:05:00.008+05:302009-07-02T16:25:08.038+05:30Slam Book<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHiJr8T45IWrJK2_sAIMnbVhib-NMzD7x2pIKY47EJ3KPTSAJ7DMp8xzCvUc2CnArLT5ra8J3924Uor243YWD5yybd92hS1_zQScYRbp7igg2Qzge41PCScaoy4aStMb4U0Cc3XFIcBGw/s1600-h/slam.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353809631882502066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHiJr8T45IWrJK2_sAIMnbVhib-NMzD7x2pIKY47EJ3KPTSAJ7DMp8xzCvUc2CnArLT5ra8J3924Uor243YWD5yybd92hS1_zQScYRbp7igg2Qzge41PCScaoy4aStMb4U0Cc3XFIcBGw/s320/slam.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>I got dis in a mail…thot it wud be more fun if I put it here (n actually get a blog post in d bargain…m I smart or m I smart?) :D<br /></em><br /><strong>Name</strong>: Blunt Edges<br /><br /><strong>Meaning of Your Name</strong>: err…edges dat r blunt?!?! It goes wid d theory dat sharp edges hurt…blunt ones don’t :)<br /><br /><strong>Birthday</strong>: blunt edges was born on Wednesday, April 2, 2008…m a lil older dan dat (around 20-odd days) coz my bday is on March 10 ;)<br /><br /><strong>About Me</strong>: I like 2 believe I’m funny…I neva knew wat I wanted 2 do wid my life…sumwhr I had a tiny inkling 2 be a writer who comes up wid articles dat hv cheeky humor in it (a la <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jug_Suraiya">jug suraiya</a>)…n dats wat prompted me 2 start dis blog…a place whr I cud write random stuff n also get 2 know wat others think abt it (n dis probably is d most serious para dis blog has ever seen…OMG!)<br /><br /><strong>Turn Ons</strong>: gud luks (obviously!), intelligence, humor, a quick n smart mind dat gets my jokes! ;)<br /><br /><strong>Turn Offs</strong>: bad breath, body odor, blank luks wen I crack jokes (I get a lot of these kinds arnd me!)<br /><br /><strong>On What Occasions Do You Lie</strong>: diwali, xmas, holi n ramzan ;)<br /><br /><strong>Greatest Fear</strong>: dat I mite actually post something on d blog n not get a single comment (yikes!) :<br /><br /><strong>Favorite Color</strong>: blue, grey<br /><br /><strong>Favorite Pass Time</strong>: playin nfs-most wanted (vrrrrrrrooooooooooommmmmmmmm)<br /><br /><strong>Favorite Movie</strong>: hindi – dil chahtha hai<br />english – the departed<br /><br /><strong>Favorite Movie Character</strong>: maximus (gladiator)<br /><br /><strong>Favorite TV Show</strong>: F.R.I.E.N.D.S (I hv d entire freakin series…yay \o/)<br /><br /><strong>Favorite TV Character</strong>: phoebe (F.R.I.E.N.D.S)<br /><br /><strong>Favorite Song</strong>: hindi – in dino (life…in a metro)<br />english – boulevard of broken dreams (green day)<br /><br /><strong>Happy</strong>: wen I get gud comments on my blog (plz get d point n type out some gud comments!!!)<br /><br /><strong>Sad</strong>: wen India loses a cricket match :(<br /><br /><strong>One Night Stands</strong>: adventurous…its probably d most intrstng thing since India’s independence n my birth :D:D<br /><br /><strong>Love</strong>: seafood, pizza, bein wid family (coz I don’t get 2 do dat often), hangin out wid frenz, listenin 2 great music, reading gud comments on my blog (I REPEAT!)<br /><br /><strong>Hate</strong>: rains (okkkk…stop gaspin…its true…I can’t stand it), exams, work, veggie food, ppl wid no sense of humor<br /><br /><strong>Best Advice You've Ever Got</strong>: yeah rite...as if I let ppl come n advice me :P<br /><br /><strong>Philosophy of Life</strong>: eh? <em>***scratches head***</em><br /><br /><br />Ahh…now all of u knw me :)<br /><br /><em>Note 2 all my blogger frenz</em>: if u want a post idea, take dis up as a tag (i.e., if u hvnt already done anything similar n hv no other job) n plz let me know if u do it!<br /><br /><em>Note 2 all my non-blogger frenz</em>: hello :D<br /><br /><em>Note 2 self</em>: stop foolin around n finish d friggin post!<br /><br />The End!</span></div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-24816489742255594042009-06-23T11:33:00.003+05:302009-06-23T11:41:20.963+05:30Tring Tring!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjMzwVKD6TQVa2bRD_gASVkQS4kZIPySXR4Krpaaxqm83MVIkqg3W5sgYbKmvMqnlOEtbfU-BY8ZGPg_0zzBIJualxKY0MzCJh6EnsSh_l2PmJSCuVcO61qK_DCuWQ6i_Ue5P-wGyoKnk/s1600-h/2217-11-phone-phobia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350399775166916034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjMzwVKD6TQVa2bRD_gASVkQS4kZIPySXR4Krpaaxqm83MVIkqg3W5sgYbKmvMqnlOEtbfU-BY8ZGPg_0zzBIJualxKY0MzCJh6EnsSh_l2PmJSCuVcO61qK_DCuWQ6i_Ue5P-wGyoKnk/s320/2217-11-phone-phobia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Dis is a telephonic conversation I had wid my mom sometime late last year wen my big bro (BigB) had come down 2 India</em><br /><br /><strong>Me</strong>: heyllloo!<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: hello…who’s dat? (yeah she does it every time we talk…even wen she calls!)<br /><strong>Me</strong>: its ur son<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: sigh…no one new calls me<br /><strong>Me</strong>: yeah…I hv given ur number 2 james bond…he’s busy dis week…told me he’ll call u next week<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: very phunny<br /><strong>Me</strong>: he he<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: so wats new?<br /><strong>Me</strong>: na…nothing…returnin home from work…I hope I get a project in electronic city soon…d food here sucks<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: I asked “wats new?” din ask u 2 repeat d same thing dat I hv been hearin from d day u got a project in madiwala…don’t u IT ppl get d meanin of “wats new?”<br /><strong>Me</strong>: ahem…now who’s tryin 2 be phunny<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: teri maa!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: he he….dats more like it…so wats hapng at home? Wats BigB upto?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: he has gone out wid frenz…ha btw something new did happen today!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: wat?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: I got a call in d mrng<br /><strong>Me</strong>: james bond?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: SHUT UP!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: lol<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: it was someone from my hometown<br /><strong>Me</strong>: who?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: it’s a family dat we knw…though I dunno dis guy personally<br /><strong>Me</strong>: ok…so wat was it abt?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: he took half an hr 2 give an intro abt himself…n reflected sadly on how our families hv lost touch<br /><strong>Me</strong>: tch tch<br /><strong>Mom</strong> <em>(ignorin my false sarcasm completely)</em>: he was telling me how someone told him dat BigB was in d UK<br /><strong>Me</strong>: he called 2 say dat???<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: WHY CANT U HEAR D WHOLE THING FIRST?<br /><strong>Me</strong>: ok ok…carry on<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: so he said dat he knows abt BigB n he has a daughter<br /><strong>Me</strong>: hohoho<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: wat r u? santa?<br /><strong>Me</strong>: na…a project engineer…lol<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: yeah d one who rarely has a project…rite?<br /><strong>Me</strong>: grrrr!!!<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: lol…n u thot only u can be smart ha? Whr do u think u get ur funny genes from?<br /><strong>Me</strong>: from outer space! So u were sayin?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: he he…yup his daughter is a software engineer in blore…n before I cud say anything, he went on abt how much dowry dey wud give n abt d flat dey wud book in BigB’s name<br /><strong>Me</strong>: whoaaaaaa…now we talking!!!<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: I tried interruptin him but dat guy just kept on talking…so I just kept quiet till he was done<br /><strong>Me</strong>: so how much moolah do we get? <em>***snigger***</em><br /><strong>Mom</strong>: ha ha ha…anyways wen he was done, I told him dat BigB isn’t exactly planning 2 marry now…n he asked BigB’s age n apparently his daughter is elder<br /><strong>Me</strong>: sigh…n 2 think all dat money wil find its way into some other family<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: wait…it doesn’t get over dere!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: den?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: den he asked me “u hv one more son rite?”<br /><strong>Me</strong>: whoa whoa whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: he asked me wat u r doin? N I told him whr u work n all<br /><strong>Me</strong>: m sure he must be impressed…buhahaha (my false pride-filled laugh)<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: yup a lot…he said he has one more daughter n she’ll finish her engineerin next yr<br /><strong>Me</strong>: arre wah…any chances of getting her snap???<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: NO!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: her number?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: NO!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: her mail id?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: NO!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: ok…r u gonna say anything other dan “no”?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: NO!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: cool…wats her name? M sure u atleast asked dat…din u?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: NO!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: I m so gonna be single all my life!!! <em>***dramatic sigh***</em><br /><strong>Mom</strong>: u found dat out now? Ha ha ha<br /><strong>Me</strong>: DATS IT…I’M HANGIN UP…got work!<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: wat work? I thot u were returnin from work?!?!?!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: gotta find myself a gal…obviously u aint gonna help…rite?<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: lol…best of luck bachha<br /><strong>Me</strong>: THANX! Well thinking of it…I sure do need a lot of luck 4 dat…hmmm ta ta<br /><strong>Mom</strong>: buh-bye<br /><br /><em><strong>Click!</strong></em><br /><br /><strong>Mom</strong> <em>(thinking)</em>: aaj kal ke bachhe!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Me</strong> <em>(thinking)</em>: aaj kal ke moms!</span>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com56tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-40279799138493807612009-06-11T11:41:00.009+05:302009-06-11T11:49:08.878+05:30Jhumbalaka Jhum<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Ji_nyFlJ7690LIimo8lrn0Rw5Gjeumt7-Uvfq46elRehHWyj0DrNhQq9AihPjAzNCz4Hgs7Jetzv2VNblxRZF3XzjsQGH5lgJH2bmGk3jRV8Oufdfa8agR2yYPHDEI1_jtm4qt1ZNiw/s1600-h/264326-rat_large.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345948770406645266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Ji_nyFlJ7690LIimo8lrn0Rw5Gjeumt7-Uvfq46elRehHWyj0DrNhQq9AihPjAzNCz4Hgs7Jetzv2VNblxRZF3XzjsQGH5lgJH2bmGk3jRV8Oufdfa8agR2yYPHDEI1_jtm4qt1ZNiw/s320/264326-rat_large.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>A couple of my readers (I like d sound of dat: “my readers” :D) read my prev post, <a href="http://blunt-edges.blogspot.com/2009/05/police-story.html">A Police Story</a>, n reminded me of another incident dat hapnd wen I was in coll…one dat changed d life of someone drastically…so eventhough these 2 readers (ahh…heaven) were lazy enuf 2 not comment on d post (yeah I aint eggjhactly d laziest person around ;)), I still wanna thank dem 4 givin me d idea 4 a post…<br /><br />I, d bluntest of all edges, hereby thank M n P (in alphabetical order) 4 bringin d legend of jhumbalaka jhum (ok I shud hv shouted it out: <strong>D LEGEND OF JHUMBALAKA JHUM</strong>…dats more like it) 2 life <em>***drum rolls***</em><br /><br /><strong>Cast</strong>: Me (duh! M d hero obviously), SG (<em>aka</em> Smart Guy), Idiot, Ro<br /><br />I was in d final yr of my coll…we had moved into a house dat was literally just a stone throwaway frm d almighty institution (4 reasons dat r still alien 2 mankind coz we rarely attended coll)<br /><br />D day in qsn was a typical weekday wen we had bunked coll n were just whilin away our time tryin 2 figure out who among us can surf thru all d channels of d tv d fastest (u shud try it out sometime…its productive n gives an insight into ur deeper dormant personality)<br /><br />Suddenly, idiot, who was sent 2 d kitchen 2 get food, came out runnin n luked as if he had just seen a ghost<br /><br /><strong>Idiot</strong>: ders a mouse in d kitchen!<br /><strong>SG</strong>: r u sure it’s a mouse? It cud be a rat<br /><strong>Ro</strong>: wats d difference?<br /><strong>SG</strong>: well ders gotta be something…otherwise why wud dey hv 2 names?<br /><strong>Me</strong> (<em>who was busy swappin channels</em>): YES…beat dis…I clocked 42secs!!! (<em>lukin at idiot</em>) whr’s d food?<br /><strong>Idiot</strong>: HOLY CRAP…m I livin wid a bunch of fools or wat? Ders a rat <em>slash</em> mouse (he meant rat/mouse) in d kitchen n it ran into d store room wen I walked in dere…its huge!!!<br /><strong>Me</strong>: ohhhh…so why din u get d food?<br /><strong>Idiot</strong>: %&#*&$@!&$# (god bless my relatives)<br /><br />So all of us reluctantly went n checked out d scene of crime…d store room, which was perpetually closed, did hv a hole on its door…after our brief (very very brief) investigation, we concluded dat d next time d rat (or mouse or rodent or wateva) decides 2 visit, he’ll regret it…SG was abt 2 start a debate on whether it was a he or she…but Ro’s timely punch 2 his ribs saved us d trouble<br /><br />Later in d evng, wen idiot wasn’t at home, Ro came to d hall whr we were sittin around a chess board (watchin tv of course) n said dat d rat has entered our premises again…ideally we wud hv put on our commando suits, topped it wid a bandana, painted black streaks on our faces n blown up d rat wid our bazookas…but due 2 an acute shortage of resources (namely d commando suits, bandanas, paint n bazookas), we decided on d more traditional slam-bang approach<br /><br />I volunteered 2 go 2 d back door n close it so dat d rat doesn’t run off 2 d store room…n SG n Ro were supposed 2 pick up something 2 hit it wid n tiptoe in frm d front door of d kitchen…I got a log on my way dere n got in n locked d door<br /><br />SG n Ro came in together…SG had d cover of a tubelight in his hand…n Ro was holdin his biotech notes rolled up! Wid d kinda weapons of mass destruction dat these dudes were carryin, it was clear who had 2 strike<br /><br />D rat was under d dinin table (yup d dinin table was in d kitchen smarty)…SG climbed on top of d table wid his deadly tubelight cover n offered 2 poke d rat out (yeah I knw he’s a pervert!)…Ro climbed on d platform n made a mic out of his paper roll n started givin live commentary of wat was hapng…I was standin wid d log raised n waitin 4 d target 2 come out<br /><br />SG kept on poking it…n well after a certain point even a tubelight cover can be irriatatin…d rat dashed out…Ro yelled into his “mic” at wat degree d rat had run…I n SG exchanged glances n nodded: Ro is our next target<br /><br />I saw d rat n boy was it huge…so more easy 2 hit…action time baby!!! :D<br />Slam-miss<br />Slam-hit<br />Slam-hit<br />Slam-hit<br /><br />I got 3 hits out of 4…not bad 4 a 1st timer…d poor creature was lyin lifeless on d floor…we ensured its dead by poking it (SG again)…n wen we were sure its dead…we 3 gathered around it n started dancing n chantin:<br /><em>“JHUMBALAKA JHUM<br />JHUMBALAKA JHUM<br />JHUMBALAKA JHUM<br />JHUM JHUM JHUM!!!”</em><br /><br />I mentioned in d beginning dat dis incident changed someone’s life…dat someone (in case u hvnt guessed it by now) was d rat ;) (u chose d wrong house buddy)</div><div> </div><div>So dats how dis urban legend began…n 2 dis day d elderly couple in d neighborin house hv no clue how a dead rat ended up on their terrace!!!</div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com67tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-14273280140506182612009-05-12T12:13:00.003+05:302009-06-11T11:20:10.534+05:30A Police Story<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9rWWy-pPT9AIoSOgYYTTqdBBtSFGqfcE06XzuciRR87eb5PAoMC92LARo-RZ1IBumiZ8DwP1T0_PaElftO2XuW0O5HbotUXdv3yZA6M9_wgJOGkPXiXrV5bLIiEPXB34lXBwjvXVpbs/s1600-h/police_siren.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334824680667318210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9rWWy-pPT9AIoSOgYYTTqdBBtSFGqfcE06XzuciRR87eb5PAoMC92LARo-RZ1IBumiZ8DwP1T0_PaElftO2XuW0O5HbotUXdv3yZA6M9_wgJOGkPXiXrV5bLIiEPXB34lXBwjvXVpbs/s320/police_siren.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Long timeeee guys...dont think I hv stayed away from my blog 4 so long before...I cudnt even celebrate its 1st bday coz a lot of stuff has been hapng in my work as well as personal life (though none of dem r blog material)...sorry bloggy :(</span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div><br />Recently my frnd got a long “advice” frm a cop on how its not safe 2 talk on d cell n walk on roads at nite...resultin in the said frnd bein a much more enlightened individual ;)</div><div><br />Now dis reminded of my one n only run-in wid cops...dis hapnd wen I was in coll in mlore...now before I start wid d story I request all of u 2 maintain a minute’s silence2 observe d 1st bday of bloggy...59 58 57 56 55 54 53 52 51 50 49 48 47 46 45 44 43 42 41 40 39 38 37 36 35 34 33 32 31 30 29 28 27 26 25 24 23 22 21 20 19 18 17 16 15 14 13 12 11 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 0...THANK U!</div><div><br />So dis was a reasonably cold dec nite...we were at d mlore railway station...n by “we” I mean me n my 3 roomies with whom I had rented out a flat...one of dem had fractured his foot tryin 2 figure out 4 himself which is stronger: his foot or an iron rod...well he sure did find dat out ;)</div><div><br />We had 2 ship him 2 his hometown which is a place called “kayamkulam” in kerala...ok we were putting him on a train but d phrase “we had 2 train him” doesn’t make any sense...so I guess we were dere 2 indeed ship him :D</div><div><br />Now we all bein coll kids, none of us felt d need 2 get platform tickets (don’t ask me wats d logic behind dat thot)...so dere we were...all 4 of us on d platform…hustled in a seat…an hr ahead of d train schedule whilin away our time doin literally nothing</div><div><br />All of a sudden, one of my frenz (lets call him d “idiot”) suggested dat we go around 4 a walk on d platform...havin no better option of my own 2 suggest, I n d idiot left d langda n d 4th guy dere n started our slow walk</div><div><br />A train dat was scheduled 2 leave before ours was at d station...havin walked d length of d platform we decided 2 walk inside d train...coz we had just landed in from mars n had neva seen d insides of a train before ;)</div><div><br />We walked inside 4 sometime...n den jumped out...n saw a cop walkin in front of us...I told d idiot 2 not attract attention n just act normal...</div><div><br />Idiot: u scared of cops dude?<br />Me: ssshhh<br />Idiot: u really scared of cops?<br />Me: SHUT UP<br />Idiot: look bro...I’ll teach u a trick or 2</div><div><br />Sayin dis he went rite behind d cop n started apin d way dat guy was walkin...suddenly d cop turned n luked at d idiot n I just walked by, as if I din know d idiot or d cop or d station or d entire concept of travelling in a train</div><div><br />I reached d seat whr the other guys were sittin without glancing back even once at wats hapng between d idiot n d cop...n sat dere wid these ppl n after a moment d idiot joined us...<br />His version: d cop din say anything (no one knows till date wat actually hapnd)</div><div><br />So all 4 of us were back whr we started...on d seat...but dis time like gud boys :D I filled d other 2 on wat had just hapnd...n dey echoed my opinion dat we shud kill d idiot n throw him rite on d tracks (pity we din do it)</div><div><br />N before we knew, a cop was by our side n lukin pretty angry...he was talkin in tulu n askin us wat we were doin in d train...now only d 4th guy in d group knew d language (lets call him smart-a..err smart-guy: SG in short)</div><div><br />We all turned 2 luk at SG so dat he cud talk us out of dis “situation”...now SG bein d SA dat he is, just luked up as if he was wonderin whether Pluto is actually a planet or not and if it was one, wud it support life</div><div><br />So I n d idiot started explainin 2 d cop dat we were just checkin out d seat 4 our langda frnd in d wrong train n how we came back wen we realized dat dis wasn’t d train...n all dis in a language dat we thot was tulu...d cop wasn’t lukin impressed n SG was still stuck wid his Pluto mystery</div><div><br />Cop: whr r u goin?<br />Me: Kkkkkkkk...kankanady<br />Cop: wat?</div><div><br />Now 4 d uninformed...langda was goin 2 kayamkulam n kankanady is like ten mins from mlore station</div><div><br />Suddenly d cop smiled n said be careful abt wat u do on such days n walked off...we said ok n luked at each other...each one of us silently wonderin wat on earth did he mean by “such days”</div><div><br />Dats wen SG back frm his Pluto research exclaimed dat its d nite of dec 5th n d next day was dec 6th (d babri masjid demolition day) n dat explained why dere were so many cops at d station...we all luked once again at each other n den without a word, all except langda rushed 2 get d platform tickets!!!</div><div><br />Moral of d story: Whoeva said dat every freakin story shud hv a moral!!!</div><div><br />Deres a strike goin on between d film producers n multiplex owners…so no movies r comin out…d last one I watched was “fast n d furious 4”…n only one word describes it best: kickass!</div><div>If u r gonna watch it, leave ur brains at home n just go in 4 some fun</div><div> </div><div>Ciao :D</span></div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com47tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9177521660293583005.post-80679306086888584122009-02-13T11:36:00.004+05:302009-02-13T15:37:55.535+05:30I’ve Been Tagged!!!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well d last time I had 2 tag myself…but this time I’ve actually been tagged by someone…how cool (or is it kewl) is dat?!?!<br /><br />Ok now into d details…I’ve been tagged by <a href="http://just-jibberjabber.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged.html">perplexed</a> (I’m eternally indebted 2 u)…n dis tag requires me 2 take the sixth picture from the sixth folder on my pc and write about it…so here I go…<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovmiYrTz-6XbBuBwsQ2ZwnnEv3K2k21hd9hxHXEiBVmdiBl11erGyOzE0Xl20RhRIKp5pkJtad1w2S3zXTq26BVsDirOWz7SebR0RctFUh185J5lsMF-b4qwQ898KiSKIyNL5CumoWGI/s1600-h/cell.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302159593547580850" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovmiYrTz-6XbBuBwsQ2ZwnnEv3K2k21hd9hxHXEiBVmdiBl11erGyOzE0Xl20RhRIKp5pkJtad1w2S3zXTq26BVsDirOWz7SebR0RctFUh185J5lsMF-b4qwQ898KiSKIyNL5CumoWGI/s320/cell.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div><br />This was taken durin one of those really intrstng classes whr I just cudnt keep my eyes open…my frnd gave me his cell n a ball-point pen n asked me 2 make his cell funky!<br /><br />Yup…u heard it rite…a ball-point pen 2 make a cell luk funky…he shud hv atleast given me a spray paint rite? But den I m such a gud guy dat I obliged without complainin (so nice of me na…I know)<br /><br />So we started thinkin abt wat 2 do…I aint dat gud at drawin so I knew I had 2 scribble somethin n convince him dat its cool…we thot (or rather "I thot"…he isnt exactly much of a thinker) of diff quotes…n we shortlisted some…of dat we chose these 2 phrases…which actually sound atleast a lil original (don’t dey? Ok dey do…thanx)<br /><br />I wrote d 1st one diagonal 4 some reason dat isnt yet known 2 anyone alive…n ended up almost crammin d whole area on d cell…so after a lot of thinkin (again just me) I wrote d 2nd line on d base…<br /><br />He was showin around his new-found “funkiness” around n I was takin credit weneva anyone said its gud n just disappearin wen some gave those weird luks (cant spoil my rep rite?)<br /><br />At d end of it…he found out dat it was so cool dat he neva used d panel again?!?! Wat do I say? Apart frm d obvious fact dat d poor guy doesn’t hv a gud taste!<br /><br />I just realized dat its been a month n a half into 2009 n dis is my 1st post…yikes…dats like an awful lotta time 2 be lazy…I continue 2 surprise myself :D<br /><br />So its d season of luv…n happy v-day 2 all…go hold hands n show ur luv 2 d world…n don’t care a damn abt d guys who poke their nose into stuff dats not one bit their business (read muthalik n his sena of jerks)…hv fun…n spread luv…ta ta!</span></div>Blunt Edgeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555022660539210810noreply@blogger.com11