My blog, my bad
I finally got a broadband connection at home. The lady who installed it at my home was pretty sweet. I know this cause I bugged her for three days non-stop and even then she didnt seem to get pissed at all. I admire people who have that level of patience with anyone.
Ah, my poor blog. Let you be neglected no more.
Things get very corny enroute to Gangtok and you can intercept the freshly roasted smell miles before you actually reach the place where they sell them. Thats my cook buying some roasted corns while we were on our way towards Gangtok. The corn fields line the highway and the village people make their living selling corns for 5 bucks a piece. Pretty cheap. And delicious too. I ought to probably say healthy too but I’m not entirely sure if it is indeed so.
I dont know how but nowadays they sell corn throughout the year along this stretch of the road. Earlier there used to be certain seasons for which people used to wait impatiently for the corn to ripen. Guess the villagers decided to make this a way of life. And looking at the large number of vehicles which stop and buy from them, I’d say people are really fond of this stuff.
Use of plastic bags are banned in Sikkim so we didnt get one. A small step towards reducing pollution and rightfully so. Therefore, as we continued our journey, the whole car started smelling like a corn field itself. Half an hour later, as I picked up a friend, the moment she sat in the car she exclaimed, You bought corn!!! Lets have some!!!
I had been avoiding mentioning this show for sometime now but what the heck - its my blog and I can write about anything I want, right? I watch Splitsvilla every saturday evening at 7 pm. Why? Because Roadies 5.0 spoilt me and my fingers automatically switch on MTV at that time. Plus its got Rannvijay and Raghu in it, whats not to like???
Anyone can plainly see that its an Indianised version of The Bachelor and although many may comment about the show being degrading to women and so on, I dont think these women really care about what people think. So, everyone needs to lighten up. If the show offends you, dont watch it - period.
One thing for MTV - its sure coming up with a lot of interesting shows while all channel V does is permanently display a Get Gorgeous 5 tag on its bottom screen. Nice work, MTV!
My favourite Splitsvilla girl is Hannah. I think she’s divinely beautiful although she’s got a voice that could kill. Or at least split eardrums. Of the two boys, I like Vishal better even though I didnt watch Roadies 4. He’s cute but I like Rannvijay best, if you really ask me.
And with Raghu appearing on the show from time to time, its entertainment guaranteed. If anyone wants to know where I’ll be the next couple of saturdays at 7pm, you’ll know where to find me.
I may be exempted from paying my Income Tax, as per the latest notification by the Sikkim government.
I wonder how to blow up that extra cash every month.
I’m a self confessed TV junkie but most of you already know that by now. Even my dog thinks its highly strange of me to be glued to the idiot box as soon as I return home from work as opposed to petting its stupid head. I agree to disagree, as Ron Burgundy a.k.a. Will Ferrell says in The Anchorman. (Further proof of my unnatural fixation to everything that airs on TV, one may think. Again, agree to disagree)
My TV is one of the most important (materialistic) things in my life. That is why, I am a slave to Tata Sky’s whimsical offers and myriad packages that they offer on a monthly basis. Like the blessed time when NDTV Good Times was showcased for free and my instant favourite was Highway on my plate.
But alas, Tata Sky made this channel payable for an extra sum of Rs. 30 per month. Oh, never underestimate the evil corporate mind! First they dangle the carrot and get TV addicts like me hooked, line & sinker. Then they withdraw the string in a mighty hurry. Now, its not about the money. Just my chagrin at devious media plots.
I tried to resist as much as I could - I truly did. But in the end, the very thought of missing Rocky & Mayur’s “Food Quote of The Day” on Highway on my plate was too overpowering to resist. So I caved in and got poorer by 30 bucks. And the show is all I look forward to watching on NDTV Good Times ever since I got the connection back.
The show is about two hungry people scouring the highways of India in search of local culinary delicacies. Its also about two extremely witty friends who liven up the show with their hilariously funny comments. I’m more partial to Rocky than Mayur because as all non-vegetarians would unanimously agree, we tend to stick together through meat and bones.
This was written on the walls of a dhaba they once visited - Tehzeeb se mango, izzat muft milegi. After which they proceeded to ask the cook to call Mr. Tehzeeb so that they could get free Izzat for lunch!
Last weekend was the Annual Sports Meet during which two days were spent in a whirlwind of every sports event imaginable. Whats interesting about this meet is that one gets to observe the students outside of their classroom and witness their incredible stamina and sportsmanship. I think the Best Athlete also enjoys other perks such as attention from the opposite gender and all.
She’s Chozum and can she run!
The most fun was the 800 m race where everyone, including some children also participated; although finishing the race wasnt a priority for most people and rightfully so. Before you ask, let me clarify here that I was not a part of ‘everyone’ and that finishing three circles of the huge cricket ground isnt my kinda thing. My lunch-mate claims he ran one & half rounds. Yeah, like I believe it.
I had the opportunity to observe a Kabaddi match up-close as I threw caution to the dust flying everywhere, not caring if the aggressive bunch of the kabaddi team actually collapsed on me where I stood cheering. Some of the participants were so aggressive that it was almost scary watching their contorted faces, determined to either bash their opponents, if thats what it takes to win. The losing team members actually starting slapping their rivals out of anger instead of just tagging them by the fag end of the match. By the end of it all, I drew to this conclusion that I’m undoubtedly going to be nicer to certain students henceforth.
This is not a student 
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