So Ashutosh finally wins Roadies 5.0 and I still dont know why Sonel chose him as the winner instead of Nihal. I mean, if someone voted me out, I’d be more than glad to pay them in the same coin. I bet Nihal was so sure that Sonel would pick him because of the same reason. Damn shame.
It didnt help that I’d already read stupid spoilers in Orkut before and that I knew beforehand that Ashutosh was the winner. That didnt stop me from watching the show though. It was fun getting to know all the roadies.
The well deserved slap to Shambhavi was a tad sadistic, in my opinion. I mean, the crew can cry itself hoarse that the whole thing wasnt intentional and especially not fun. I actually felt sorry for Little Miss Sunshine. Lucky she had the newly nipple pierced Varun (who didnt seem to know what was supposed to get pierced according to Anmol) to console her in her time of need. Ashtosh really didnt have to hit her that hard. Or did he?
In conclusion, Sonel is really an air head with a permanent smile pasted on her face. So much for third position. Nihal, the loyal friend wins second place. And Ashutosh, the (tight) female slapper is the ultimate roadie. What on earth happened in 5.0??? I’m already looking forward to Roadies 6. Nikhil should be promoted this time around. I want to see more of him in the actual tasks rather than simply cooling his heels talking to the latest voted out.
This is the time of the year when the sessional results get out and certain, unfortunate students get detained for one year. Naturally, since I’m on the other side of the blackboard, I along with my colleagues get to play god. And life sucks for those who’ve failed.
This is also the time of the year when sleeping people suddenly wake up to realize that their best shot at passing is by putting on the saddest face on the planet and by playing Tail. Its an interesting game - this Tail one. Its starts by the failures following the concerned teachers like their very own tail (the teacher’s, not the students) No matter what the teacher says or does, they are unable to shake off the Tails who seem to mumble inaudibly, “Pliss… pliss…”
It may seem insensitive of me to be making light of a serious situation. And I agree completely. I also hope that none of my current students (or their families for that matter) are reading this. Thats about all I can do. Because I’m not through with making fun.
I dont seem to be able to take one step without walking over a long faced, depressed shadow of a person who would wail at the drop of a hat if only that saves his/her behind from taking a forcible one year break from the normal rigour of a college life. Last minute frantic activities fly around the campus which would put our very own ISO certificate to shame.
In conclusion, makes me glad than I’m not my own student, to be precise. Also makes me look highly drunk with power and that the giant ego has elated to no limit. Its interesting playing god.
Its has been fun being 28. And I am not at all looking forward to being 29. That just leaves me one year of crossing over to the doomed side. I cannot imagine being 30. How would I react to things? Should I act all grown up and lose sight of the fun things in life? Should I be more serious and cross out all things that make me happy in life? Could I never smile again???
I dont know why people have to grow old. I am perfectly content being 28. Heck, I was perfectly content being 26. But no! the units in my age have to increase one by one like those stupid counters I teach in class to reach this even more stupid age.
I envy people in their early twenties. I think there’s nothing greater than the I-dont-give-a-damn feeling of youth. Of course now that I’ve almost half a foot in the grave, I might as well hang up my dancing shoes and consider myself lucky if I have Fun once a year.
I hate 2008. I wish it was 2007 again. I dont want to be 29. My life is over. I am old. Senile is me. I cant believe almost three decades of my life is already over. I still havent done half the things I wanted to do in this lifetime. Its funny watching Joey cry, “Why God, why?” on TV. Its an entirely different story when it happens in reality.
If I cant stand to be 29, I wonder if I have to sit to be 30 next year…
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!
Apparently it was Rose Day some days ago. Someone was kind enough to wish me Happy Rose Day although I did not get any rose(s) this year or any other year before for quite sometime now. Not that it prevented me from breathing or living life in any case. I was just amused by the interest in this particular day by the younger generation. Ah, to be a teenager and still be in the process of building sand castles in the air.
We too used to celebrate Rose Day religiously back in college. By stupidly buying roses at over inflated prices of 10 rupees per rose. And sending them anonymously to certain parties over at the Boys Hostel. Or at least thats what the senior girls told us.
There was this particular senior whom my friend and me thought was pretty cute. His friends nick named him Katti, in the local language. I think that means one-who-speaks-a-lot. Anyways, after repeated assurance that anonymous roses wouldnt be traced back to us at any cost, we sent one to him along with the message, “from your admirer” (I think)
Innocently enough, the senior girls made us write out names & the message number in a register after which the sale would be made. We were stupid enough to write all that. What we didnt know was that the seniors girls would be so co-operative with their male colleagues that they would hand over the register for a complete scrutiny of who sent which anonymous rose to whom and how many.
I was later horrified to hear people snickering about being enamoured with Mister Katti. The guy himself was decent enough not to address the issue even once. So much for anonymous roses. And so much for female unity. Moral of the story: Dont trust girls, at least those who’re not in your friend category.
I just love the Tickr scrolling ridiculously funny messages on MTV. Here’s my version of Tickr on Raghu & his crew. Feel free not to laugh.
- Raghu is so brilliant at setting Roadies tasks that he never screws up any.
- He just blames it on DOP Akshay citing light reasons all the time.
- Camera person Willy is not the oldest guy on the crew.
- He was forced to put white streaks on his hair by Raghu who wanted someone older to stand next to in the frame!
- Raghu is not naturally bald. Neither does he shave his head.
- All the hair mistook his face for the head & grows there.
- Now you know why he’s always unshaven & replete with overgrown beard during Behind The Scenes footage.
- Raghu was once voted the sexiest man on the MTV Hero Honda Roadies 5.0 crew.
- Unfortunately, the only other contestants in the running were Zulfia & Debbie. Rest of the crew had taken leave that day.
(I would do Rannvijay too but then all sentences would come out mushy and head over heels in love with him)
What do you know - after a really bad day, one ends up acquiring a Sony Cybershot digital camera that one only dreamed about till now. As an early birthday present from the better half and needless to say, I am thrilled to bits.
DSC-H3 is currently the most important thing in the house. I’m taking pictures of everything that moves as well as that doesnt. Winkie’s the main model although she’s forever in toggle mode between posing for the camera and licking herself you-know-where.
Very happy now. Mood set to: aggravatingly cheerful and grinning from ear to ear.
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