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Mom has gone out of station for a few days and I have been eating out in the afternoons since then. This time I have a few colleagues with me who hate the mess food so we have been trying all the veggie dishes in the ‘hotel lane’. I call that a hotel lane because there are around 15-20 hotels in a single lane and all are full to the max during lunch hours courtesy the huge number of offices around. Now the gravy used for preparation is not much different but I have so far liked all the dishes, which I generally avoided till now. But I must confess that I really dislike Dal Tadka. Now it is surprising coz I like my dal with that tadka at home but in those hotels I just don’t like to eat that. In the nights I have been trying my hand at a few things and so far only once I forgot to put in salt otherwise the food is.. err let’s say edible! :)

I am a member of a group blog since say 2 months; in case you failed to notice the 3rd blog in my profile coz we generally don’t look at the profile. Now this blog has some rules that a member can’t be inactive for more than 3 weeks (there is a specific topic given for writing over those 3 weeks). After joining I did an intro post and later the 2 topics which came up were not of my taste and neither had I the time to try to write on them. So the lull period lasted for 6 weeks and the latest topic was something on which I wrote today and when I opened my mailbox I saw that the topic had ended yesterday night itself. Now I am sure I will be kicked out from there especially when the new topic is ‘10 things about me’ coz I don’t think I can write 10 things on me. Life is an irony.

While we are talking about irony I remembered that isn’t it an irony that a hair clinic has a male receptionist who is bald. Or is it something that they are trying to make us think that see he didn’t get treatment and landed here, so you better take it? I tried to take a pic of that guy but then feared that he might not like it and can pull off my remaining hair in a fit of rage :P

I got this hilarious pic in a mail. Also I have written on my whiteboard:
We workers’ are like sperms; only one works in a million. Rest assured, I am NOT the one

I think such sarcastic statements make a remarkable impact on the seniors especially when this is appraisal time ;).

Many a times we all have heard from girls that guys can’t read between the lines. I would say guys are better in this and in fact gals don’t get hint.

Since we are on girls, I mean we are on the topic of girls; I would like to point out that the girl sitting on the chair next to me in yesterday’s class was trying to flirt with me. She was really hot and she was continuously bending and touching her hair on my arm and then glancing with a sweet smile. Well I just fidgeted uneasily in the chair just because her boyfriend was in the chair next to her and he was like over 6 feet and around twice my size. He would have easily kicked my ass right there. Moral: I need to do weights seriously rather than just running on the treadmill :D. The English teacher I mentioned earlier looks like Suchi (a fellow blogger). Just for the record I confirmed with Suchi that she is not related to the teacher, so I can now do a separate post on the class without any doubts in my mind.

That’s all for the night boys and gals (SRK-KBC one episode effect) and will catch you later. Now I have to go home and kiss my wife?? WTH! I am glad that show ended well before I start to come home early.

Desktop Goddess # 9

Dooba dooba rehta hu aankhon mein teri
deewana ban gaya hu main chahat mein teri
ab din gujarte nahi raatein katati nahi
teri tasveer se baatein banti nahi
hoo aaja..

Tum jo mil gaye deeye jal gaye mere khwabon mein
ban jao tum mere humsafar
bewafa sun bewafa.. bewafa na jaa

ho aaja.. na jaa bewafa

‘Petite’ Cameron Diaz especially for Yashita :P.. tht refers to one of Yashita’s posts in case you are wondering why. There is definitely something about Cameron. I love her smile and she is one of the sweetest things around :)

Mind your language!

In 12th grade I used to attend Physics tuition and the professor there used to often say that we don’t speak correct English but speak Hinglish (Hindi + English) or Manglish (Marathi + English). Well, his own language was a bit more Manglish with proper gaavran words interspersed in every sentence so it was quite a bold confession. Or should I say that a few proper English words in the whole Marathi sentence :D. Looking back I can’t remember when I spoke English with anybody in school. Even though I attended an English medium school we hardly interacted in English with the teachers as well. I remembered all this after a series of events which took place over a long period. The first incident was a shop board which dealt in ladies garments. No, I had not gone there to buy anything but it was in the area where we friends had gone to see dahi-handi and the board read ‘Dreamgirl Hole-sale Ladies Shoppe’. Just a single ‘w’ dropped and the hole.. err whole meaning changes ;). Those days I did not have cell with cam so couldn’t capture it. Later when Vaibhav had come over to Pune and we were roaming in the city he spotted one board of a detective/investigation agency. It read ‘XYZ Agency. We invetigate all kinds of criminal offences: Blackmailing, Dowry, Negotiations, Kidnapping, Marriage, Threats, Strike-handling..’. All unmarried people should consider themselves lucky not to be an offender :D

Last week our company group was to go out for dinner but I was not able to join them as I had some work back at home. In the late evening I got a text message from one of the girls in the group ‘Y r u not cumming with us tonite?’ Come on.. I wasn’t aware that it would be an orgy there :P .. kidding. Then there was this colleague with whom I was discussing something on messages and he wanted to tell me ‘Let’s do it’ and instead he messaged ‘Fine! Let’s make out’. Neither did I go for the ‘orgy’ and nor made out with the guy… eewww.. gross!! Some people literally kill the language. I can’t help but remember Amitabh’s dialog from one of his movies “I talk in English, I walk in English because English is a very funny language”. I was searching for the exact words of the phrase A bird in hand is worth two in the bush on wikipedia and accidentally I keyed in incorrect words and reached this link *ahem*. I agree with Amitabh :D. We already have heard/read about incidents involving professors blurting out incorrect sentences. “Ssshh!! The principal has just passed away” when the principal walked by the class is my favourite. I am attending weekend classes for an entrance exam and the lady who conducts the English sessions speaks good English but this Saturday she said “Who didn’t thought of it?” I hate it when people use past-tense with did and especially that coming from her was something I did not expected.. err expect :P. I remembered something else from this mentioning of the class.. maybe in the next post.

Anyways, we all make mistakes and that’s what makes languages funny.. so keep making mistakes :)

Some of you might have already visited this site (visit only if you know Marathi). Meanwhile I spotted this on an auto-rickshaw near our company :D

Desktop Goddess # 8

I love the way you look tonight
with your hair hanging down on your shoulders
n' I love the way you dance your slow sweet tango
the way you wanna do everything but talk
and how you stare at me with those undress me eyes
and your breath on my body makes me warm inside

let's make out-let's do something amazing
let's do something that's all the way
cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
now I never wanna let your body go

Last Saturday Ameesh and myself were watching Victoria’s Secret Show.. the full show with all backstage shoots and all.. in the company (a parting gift by a friend who was leaving). We were discussing the models who were sashaying down the ramp and when one supermodel came on the ramp I just couldn’t remember her name. As it is I am bad with names but didn’t think I would forget one of their names :D. Damn i felt bad about it the whole day. Anyways Adriana starting off the show is always great and with her the entire show is fresh in the mind not only the night ;)

Prison Break

Even the thought of going in there gave me jitters. I had been in one before but that was definitely not huge as this one would be. Even before I had stepped in there I started visualizing about it and the people who will be there with me. Last time the sentence was for 3 months but I had managed to break out within the first month. Now don’t ask me whether it was a break or parole but I had managed it and that itself made me happy. But this one.. I could sense there would be no escape from this one. My friend assured me that he would escort me to the door but after that I would be on my own inside there. The feeling itself brought a lump in my throat and I found it difficult to breathe like someone had just took away the oxygen mask from my ailing body lying on a hospital bed. Well the situation would be worse there and there won’t be any doctors in there to save me but people waiting for a prey to pounce on and dig into the body fat. Finally the morning came when I had to walk in there..
Gaurav was already waiting for me in the parking lot and as usual I came late. How could one muster strength to come on time? My eyes were red and it was clear that I had not slept well; probably the less-sleep reason went well and covered the real thing that I was crying the whole night not wanting to wake up just to head to the place which I had avoided for so many years. We walked in and surprisingly there was a girl who greeted us. I was simply taken aback and thought it must be their wicked ploy to keep a smiling face at the front just to conceal the hard life in there.
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell

The girl directed us to a man who was sitting in front of a computer probably reading the list of inmates and their sins for which they were brought in there. He motioned us to sit on a bench.. it was cold but it was better to sit somewhere rather than stand on two legs which were already going weak as the clock ticked by and my heart was beating at a faster rate probably racing with the ticking time; trying to take a leap in the time just in case if I reach the date I was going to be released from here. The man noticed my plight and he didn’t even pretend to hide the smirk on his face. After sitting for about 10 minutes in the same position my restlessness grew but I couldn’t do anything. I had to wait for my turn.. just wait for my turn. The man called us near his table and ordered us to sit on the chairs. Then he threw a pen and a piece of paper towards me and asked me to fill in my details there. It was a tough task even lifting the pen.. even in such a situation the proverb ‘The pen is mightier than the sword’ struck my mind and I felt like smiling but then remembered that smiles were a distant past now. There was a section where I had to fill in the company name and when I wrote it the man muttered under his breath “IT company eh? So you fall under a privileged group here”. Privilege!! What the hell did this word mean here? Does that mean I get to work less than the others or will they strip me naked and make me lie on plank of ice? The thoughts that were racing in my mind were really scary and I was more scared than those thoughts. After filling in the form I was taken to a corner and made to stand on a weighing machine and later my height was noted down. Probably they design a coffin for each and every person in case they don’t make it back to the outside world. They say it is a big bad world out there.. what I was going to witness was going to be far more bad. The smiling girl called me and they clicked a few pictures and pasted it on the form. I was made to position my thumbs on a scanning device and my fingerprints were taken. I was instructed that the first thing every morning every person here has to do is to register his fingerprints so that it ensures the person has not fled the place. The worse thing is when your mind keeps on thinking; I thought if someone had to break out from here he will have to cut off his thumb and give it to someone who will give the impression to the authorities that the person was well inside the premises. Similar to the way we used to mark attendance in college.. proxy rules everywhere! After ranting a few other instructions the girl asked me to follow her and the big door opened and the loud din inside pierced the silence which was ruling in the reception area. Instantaneously my hands went on to clasp my ears and I hurriedly followed the girl. Once inside I was left in a daze as I saw so many people being made to work on different kinds of machines. It reminded me of the light-n-sound show I had seen in Cellular Jail in the Andamans where Veer Savarkar was made to ground a coconut with hands to produce oil. But here there were not only men but women too and I could see that all faces were pale and harassed. Every person was staring at me and I could feel the heat of their eyes on me or was it the feeling of the cold sweat beads which were trickling down my forehead. The smiling girl was talking to a stern faced girl and motioned me to come near. The smiling girl told me that this new girl would tell me what to do next. As if I was in a trance words tumbled out of my mouth “Ok! So she is my jailor..”. Both the girls looked at me with surprise; the smiling girl said “Jailor?? Dude you are in a gym not a jail. She is your trainer not jailor”. Amidst peals of laughter thus started my first day at the new gym.. he he.

Fine, the story is almost fake and the pic is real but not of a prison. The pic was taken at a hotel while returning to Pune from Goa and the slate bears the menu (I edited it a bit.. real pic will be uploaded soon :D). The first thing that struck me after seeing the menu on the slate was to get a pic in this pose. Well there won’t be a time a good guy like me will get to pose like this so.. :P Hopefully there won’t be a time like this because in the recent police raid at a holi party, where drugs were being used in full swing, might be there were really a few innocent guys who were locked up. So work hard, party harder but stay away from drugs and be safe. By the way I really joined a new gym and the trainer is really strict. I can still hear her booming voice from today’s abs’ session ‘1..2.. up.. more’... phew!! I am happy that summer is here coz I am enjoying my favourite fruit.. watermelon.. not mangoes coz I like the aamras more than a plain mango. Might be Ishita will post her summer list :P.

2 wickets down.. World Cup is the aim!

Love (Valentine Day) and cricket fever (World Cup approaching) is in the air these days. A comprehensive win over WI team on home ground, SL team on visit, Sehwag-Chapell fued, return of Ganguly, return of the match-fixing ghosts, Tendulkar finding his form back just before his (probably) last world cup though he got out soon today.. just name it and you have it on and off the field. (Tarun, I am missing reading your match reviews a lot :().

The second wicket to go down.. err.. second blogger to meet in person was Vaibhav. I am sure it would be much more interesting to read his post on this but since I have one pic captured so thought of writing in brief (I am wearing clothes). After a quick exchange of mails and cell numbers it was decided to meet up on Saturday when he would be here in Pune from Mumbai. Luckily that day we had our company’s annual day function so we all were working less and a bit relaxed so I knew I could take out a few hours to meet him. When we talked Vaibhav said that he wanted to see the city. I was trying hard to think of places which I could show him around in the city and frankly I could figure out only 2-3 historical places. Then I asked my colleagues and they too came up with the names of those places. It really amuses me how we localites (or at least me) are totally unaware of some places worth a visit but we miss all those in the routine life. The problem facing me was that these places we could figure out are totally uninhabited during the day time except for a few couples looking for a secluded place to make out. Their stares would have made 2 straight guys easily uncomfortable and might have created a wrong impression for some.. he he. But to my utter relief Vaibhav later called up and said that he had been around the city in the morning with his family along with a guide and he wanted to see the city in general; especially the Pune youth hang-out places.

So after meeting (no prizes for guessing that I was late and he had to mssg to remind me :) we decided to grab a bite first at Burger King. On the way we stopped by Osho ashram hoping to catch some phirangi babes in ‘action’ (though my devout Osho follower friend says they don’t have sex there.. wtf??) but very unfortunately all the tickets were sold out for the weekend. Come on, if they don’t do ‘that’ how come all the tickets were sold so quickly? Anyways we left from there highly dejected and Vaibhav also forgot to take the pic of the ’oshonized’ water from the waterfall. Vaibhav, I promise that I will go in there one day and check whether the grapes were really sour or they turn into a sweet wine.. he he. Next stop was BK where we spent quite a time talking. I am really glad that I know someone who left what he was doing to pursue what he liked and is really good at. Of course, Sean and Deepa were the discussion topics too. After a small Pune-darshan of a few city roads (remember it was afternoon so there was nothing much to show :) we stopped at Chitales’ where his parents had come to shop for a few delicacies. Thus ended the few hours meet with Vaibhav. He has already posted some video and you can check out his blog here. I had planned to get a cake for Sean (his b’day was the same day) and post a video but sorry couldn’t do that. Here is one pic I have and this was taken at a bus stop where Vaibhav bought a ticket but didn’t board the bus.. see the bond between 2 bloggers.. lol. Well that is a different story.. but it was a great pleasure meeting and spending some time with him. Hoping that there are more meets and yes I will definitely try to come to Mumbai.

Happy Valentines Day to all of you! Our company had those Little Heart biscuits today in canteen so I took a handful of them and made this on my desk. For the girl of my dreams.. lol.. and she is not any of the desktop goddesses either. Also the song is changed in the marquee on top for her.. maybe one day we will get to do the slow sweet tango :)

Desktop Goddess # 7

Feeling blue
When I'm trying to forget the feeling
That I miss you

Feeling green
When the jealousy swells and it won't
Go away in dreams

Feeling yellow
I'm confused inside a little hazy but mellow
When I feel your eyes on me

Feeling fine, sublime
When that smile of yours
Creeps into my mind

ohhhh.....

Nobody told me it feels so good
Nobody said you'd be so beautiful
Nobody warned me about your smile
You're the light
You're the light
When I close my eyes
I'm colourblind

You make me colourblind

I don’t know how many of you are facing this problem but blogger is giving me some error whenever I am trying to open any blog though I am able to sign me in through the main page. I contacted a few people and some can view blogs and some can view only some blogs. I hope this doesn’t turns out to be a blanket ban like the one a few months ago. It has been a week now since I met Vaibhav and I am hoping that he would have updated his blog on the Pune trip and the meet and also blasted Pune’s traffic scenario :P. If not, Vaibhav please update :D

No need to introduce Penelope Cruz and yes it is true that some faces and smiles make even a colour blind person like me, colour blind. Thanks a ton to Vipul for this song coz I am in love with it.

Celebrating days.. celebrating lives!

I am pleased to tell all of you that 21st January marked 2 years of existence of It’s MY Space and I take more pride and satisfaction to thank each one of you who have been here to be a part of my blog and my life in some way or the other. It struck me that it is January end (thanks to the company Annual Day invitation) and then I remembered that I had written something on the 1st year completion. I went back in the archives and I swear I was lmao reading that. The program schedule for the fictitious event holds true for some (or all?) of the ‘performers’ till date. Go and check out the post here and you might even agree with me. These days the blog has turned dormant and I have been posting not too often and rarely reading other blogs.. okk fine not reading at all.. now don’t give me that look! Whatever I have been posting is nothing but a silly update of the week, some weekend outing or a story related to work and company.. but hey that’s what this space is meant for. You never came here looking for posts on sleazy one night stands, political views or philosophical stuff which will do some hridayparivartan.. but don’t be surprised if you find them henceforth.. not the one night stands I mean. But seriously I miss the Bollywood movies bashing posts, I miss my forgettable views on sports.. I am missing me being me on the blog. I don’t know Aditi if this is what is ‘Fate takes you its way’ or I am fighting fate to take my own other way. What I know is that I have to reorganize my life so that I can devote time to things I like even if they have no short-term or long-term benefit.

Today is 26th January and people across the nation are celebrating (??!!) ‘Republic Day’, the day when the Constitution of India was adopted by the nation. As Piyush Roy writes in his column “It’s the time of the year when patriotic film songs blaring from the neighbourhood club or school could be your wake-up call, whether or not you gather for that ritual unfurling of the national flag on the Republic Day morning”. Surely the Constitution doesn’t tell us to wake up early for the flag-hoisting and by no means if someone doesn’t attend it he/she can be labeled unpatriotic but do we really think about the country except on days like these? I woke up today late-afternoon and that too because some asshole who is running for the civic elections came begging for votes at the doorstep. I don’t remember his name and neither his political party but he said ‘Vote for me’; I said ‘Ok’ and shut the door and slept again. But the blaring loudspeakers these candidates are using for canvassing compelled me to wake up. These people are not creative either.. we all have been listening to 'Tai, mai, akka, vichar kara pukka aani maara haatavar/kamllavar/ghadyallavar shikka' since ages. Use something else now.. the broken promises, the canvassing slogans, the speeches all remain same.. only faces change. Okk let’s be optimistic.. the songs which you will hear the whole day have changed. From 'Dedi humein azadi bina khadak bina dhal' Gandhiji has been transformed into 'Bande mein tha dum'. The famous 'Mere desh ki dharti' has been replaced by the foot tapping 'Mohe mohe tu rang de basanti'. So if songs can catch up with the generations surely people running for elections will too and we can expect some better candidates and a better future for the city and then the country as a whole.

Let us try to forget that someone is using Gandhigiri for absolving himself from an arms and ammunition case, let us try to wipe out the memories of the defacing of the statue of the man (why do we need statues??) who was mainly involved in writing the Constitution, which we are celebrating today. Let us try to pretend we are unaware that a film made by an Indian on an Indian subject having Indian actors had to be shot in another country and got nominated for Oscars from Canada just because one segment of the society here felt it was anti-Hindu. Let me try to find ways to make time for activities I like and I need and not work half of the day without anyone appreciating it. So cheers for a revamped** life beginning this moment :)

** I need hot vamps for this, so the interviews begin from Saturday :D For this I have an elite interview panel consisting of myself and blogger Vaibhav who is coming down to Pune. Will keep Sean and Deepa updated on this.. the meet I mean and not the interviews and selection process :P

Pop, goes the weasel!

First let me make it clear that if at all there is a concept of rebirth and I am compelled to be a human being and offered a choice to choose the sex then I would choose to be a male again and not a female. We guys just have an easy life. No labour pains, no menopausal mood swings and probably not a lot of other things. Yeah some might suffer from impotency but then Viagra is there for rescue, remember? It definitely takes a hell lot of courage to be a woman in this world.


I was going home from my workplace quite late at night and stopped at the JM Road traffic signal. No, there was no one with a placard this time.. actually there was hardly any traffic around. As I was waiting for the light to turn green some 2-wheeler came by and halted a few steps behind me (later came to know that a girl was riding it). A few seconds later I heard a bike coming from behind at a very fast speed and then there was a THUD! sound and the bike, which had 2 guys on it skid a bit and roared away on the road to the left. Assuming that they had hit the roadside pavement and regained their balance I didn’t think much on it. While the guys were vrooming away the girl started mouthing expletives towards them. I was surprised in the beginning but then I thought it must be something personal so didn’t pay much attention. When I turned back again I saw her in tears (only her eyes were visible coz of the headscarf) and she was clutching the backside of her head and it dawned upon me that the sound was not of the pavement but those guys had actually hit the girl on her head. Though it seemed certain that she had been hit I still asked her whether those guys had hit her and she nodded while weeping inconsolably. A few swear words escaped from my mouth and I asked if she was alright and wanted any help. It might be quite tough to seek help from a stranger after suffering from (probably) strangers. She somehow gathered herself and realizing that I could not be of any more help to her I left and headed back home.


Yashita had posted a while back about the wanking rickshaw driver incident her friends had faced and now this.. I really doubt now that the recent articles in a newspaper that Pune is a safe city for females holds true. The article said Pune is much better as compared to other cities like Mumbai and Delhi. Now I wonder what must be the plight of eves in those cities. Such incidents do make me think whether being a man in the next birth is worth it. Men and courage/strength are most of the times co-related but I don’t think I could have done something to those guys if they had not driven away. I had never felt so fucking useless before that incident.

V for..

Here, on 16th December V would be for Vijay Diwas (Victory Day). When the army celebrated the victory that day they were unaware that the nation would be celebrating the day again after 11 years but for the birth of yours truly *ahem* :P. Okk the whole nation didn’t celebrate but at least the family and relatives did 24 years back (I hope they now don’t repent that celebration :D)

When the clock struck 12 at midnight this 16th (or 15th??) some of my college group guys dropped in and the power went off for almost one hour (so no pics of midnight). In 1982 Port Blair (where dad was posted then) had witnessed an earthquake.. now this earthquake and power failure have no relation with me or my birthday so stop thinking and read further.
In the company somehow I managed to save myself from the bumps in the morning (though couldn’t avoid them later :(). My team made me God (or is he God’s messenger?) with this cake :P.

In the afternoon whiled away time with some freshers who were insisting for a party. Then at night had a nice dinner of pav-bhaji and ice cream with mom and grandmother (who had come down here for a few days). Keeping the tradition the school group came home near midnight with another cake.

A few days later the older group (associated with the company for more than 6 months coz all we see now are new faces all the time thnx to attrition) brought in 2 cakes for Gaurav and myself (Yashita, I wont complain of cake next time :)). I really don’t mind anyone wasting Black Forest but I hate when someone wastes the precious chocolate cake just for smearing it on the face. Damn those heartless souls.. hope they will never get to eat a chocolate cake again :D

The katta-gang of the company made merry at Shangrila and the meaning of ‘made merry’ is they got the license to kick the ass of the person they wanted to since a year.. he he.. but luckily I reminded people that some were having their birthdays in near future. Actually I didn’t know whose birthdays would be next but the fake warning served the purpose as many withdrew in fear.. probably the reason why I was still smiling ;)

The icing were the 2 Calvin & Hobbes books I got (yes Navdy you read it right :P). The katta-group gave the ‘The Days Are Packed’ edition (what a strange coincidence with the days now I am having) and the other one ‘Tenth Anniversary book’ was sent by Kalpana from Mumbai along with home-made chocolates which were devoured by all before I could even think of taking a picture.

Thus ended the day and week of celebration of successfully living on this planet for 24 years. Thanks to all who wished me personally or in their minds.. good wishes is all we need in this world. For the whole week I was thinking whether I deserved all this love and affection from the people I love and trouble (more :D) the rest of the year. But, hey that’s what we call as life :P. I will keep the thinking part to me while you take a look at the other pictures uploaded.

So, V bole toh ekdum Vasool time with near and dear ones :)

Desktop Goddess # 6

I stop and stare at you
Walking on the shore
I try to concentrate
My mind wants to explore
The tropical scent of you
Takes me up above
And girl when i look at you
Oh i fall in love
No doubt you look so fine
Girl i wanna make you mine
I want to be with a woman just like you
No doubt i'm the only man
Who can love you like i can
So just let me be with the woman that i love
Baby girl... Shine like a looking glass
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Mysterious girl, I wanna get close to you

Pristine blue waters and sun-kissed beaches, 4 days away from the routine hustle-bustle of the city life.. I did not ask for anything more in Goa. A trip which will be etched in my memory for many years to come (wait for the post on it); it was a nice break and a much needed one before the main projects in the company start off and leave would be a dream then.

There were many mysterious girls on the beaches though this one is Carrie Otis, of course she was not in Goa. Remember Wild Orchid movie? One guy and myself had a bet in college whether the lead actress of the movie was Laetitia or Carrie; I was rooting for the latter. We didn’t have a judge then and were lazy enough not to check on the net, so the money never exchanged hands and the lead actress remained mysterious.

Desktop Goddess # 5

This years love had better last
Heaven knows it's high time
I've been waiting on my own too long
But when you hold me like you do
It feels so right ah now
I start to forget
How my heart gets torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Feeling like yuh can't go on

Turning circles and time again
It cut like a knife oh now
If you love me got to know for sure
'Cause it takes something more this time
Than sweet sweet lies oh now
Before I open up my arms and fall
Losing all control
Every dream inside my soul
When you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet

Singing ain't this life so sweet

I don’t like her nails in this pic but won’t stop drooling on Elisha Cuthbert just for this trivial reason. Sean, this pic is specially for you (and don’t rub in again that she is from your province) and even if you think the song is also for you I would keep that for myself. I am currently in love with 2 songs from her movie.. one is this and the other is Take a picture.

Wish you all a very very happy and prosperous new year. I wasn’t aware that Goa can suddenly seem so far from Pune. Anyways, hoping the plan works out. Will definitely update why it didn’t work if I don’t go and how we made it work if we go. By the way, 2 weeks back there was an information from Israel that there is a terrorist attack planned on Goa on the New Year’s Eve. So attack or no attack we are determined to have a blast there (no pun intended). Pray for everybody in this world and have a great time. Don’t drink and drive coz if you die I will lose one blog reader.. kidding.. jokes apart.. be safe and have fun! See you all in Jan 2007 :)

Happy Birthday Dad!

Dear Dad,

Wish you a very Happy Birthday! Since I wrote one for mom thought of the same for you so that later I am not blamed for sex discrimination :D

First of all thanks for being always by my side supporting me and guiding me in almost all my endeavours and criticizing me where needed.

Thanks for all the zoology talks we had and the innumerable field trips you took me along with. Many parents have the ‘birds and bees’ talk but we actually discussed about the real birds and the real bees :D though I remember at times I could feel my ears turning red when the topic of animals mating would come up. Now they don’t turn red even after seeing people copulating in full public view. *ahem* Where were we?

Hats off to you for all the monetary help in the various sports classes and camps I wanted to go to and in fact enrolling me on your own in many of them

Though I have seen you get rarely mad I still clearly remember how angry you were when I broke your binoculars in a school trip to Lonavala (though I would say in my defense how come you gave a kid such expensive binoculars.. so not my fault :P) and the day when I accidentally bunked school when I had heard the teacher say it was a holiday instead of half-day. But still you taught me how to stay calm in the terrible situations like when mom had an epileptic attack and I was crying like shit. Thanks for that!
I don’t know if you would love to have me as a son next time

but I definitely want you back and I am happy that there are no exams for the position

and even if there is any don’t worry I will make sure you will be elected unopposed

Luv ya loads!

Your loving son,
Sudeep

Merry Xmas!

Merry Christmas to all of you! May the love and peace of this festival be with you all always. I have a few Christian friends but never had a first-hand experience of the festival in terms of the festivities and decorating the Christmas tree. It has always meant holiday season for us coz my family and a family of a close friend of dad have always taken trips at this time of the year. If any outing is not planned then roaming around the streets of the Camp area with friends and then settling down in some place and chatting away for hours. From last two years one of my friend’s desire to gobble a turkey takes us to Polka Dots where I dig in the scarce veggie food but the main attraction for me there is their Death by Chocolate.. aahhh! This year I neither went to any part of the country nor roamed on the streets troubling the fake Santa Claus and also didn’t have my share of the chocolate dessert. This whole week went in attending innumerable dinner parties.. some or the other reason but I was almost eating out of home. So loads of pics to be uploaded on the pics blog. Yet to upload the b’day celebration pics too but now I think I will be uploading them in the new year itself coz finally Goa booking has been done and I will be leaving on 28th midnight to return on the 1st Jan night.

How many believe in Santa Claus? I remember watching Joey’s nephew Michael saying “It is just basic math. It would be impossible for Santa to visit all the children in the world in one night...”. I was not that bright child to figure it out coz I used to keep socks under the pillow.. yeah we don’t have stockings here.. and it would be filled with something the next morning. Once there was a small jeep and then one time a chocolate bar. But when I started keeping it every night my parents made me sit down and explained that they were doing the whole stuff. I don’t remember what my reaction to that was but now I hope I didn’t think that my dad was Santa Claus and our family was into wrapping gifts and delivering it :D. Kidding.. I sure wasn’t dumb :P. If you still haven’t seen the movie Polar Express then do watch it. I would like to believe that there is a real Santa.. now if people can believe in ghosts then why not Santa.. with a sledge pulled by reindeers galloping down the snow-clad roads and distributing gifts to children who behaved nice the whole year. Now behaving nice the whole year clause would automatically strike me off the list and if you are thinking Santa is only for children I would say come on 24 is young.. very young. Also there is a child in every person.. so wake up that child within you and join me to say Merry Christmas. I am not greeting for the new year now coz I am hoping to squeeze some time for one more post before I leave for Goa.

Before I forget, here is a link forwarded by Suraj related to a post below here. Liz surely needs to mend her ways before she invites me to her wedding. We will wait for her wedding bells.. for the time being Jingle bells jingle bells.. Jingle all the way. Do share pics if you celebrate Christmas. God bless all!

Will the age in profile get updated automatically?

Dear Sudeep,

First of all Happy Birthday :)) (yep 2 days in advance). I bet that a letter on birthday would have reminded you of the teacher in that social-activity school (I even bet you can’t remember his name coz you are bad at it.. he he) who wrote hand-written letters to all children on their b’days. His letters were so awesome not only for the reason that his hand-writing was good but he used to convey his messages so well and every child wanted to do something for the country after reading those letters. They definitely were sermons and today this letter for you is aimed to be on similar lines. Don’t flinch coz you need one now and you know it but I know that you will still deny it.

You yourself know that everyone matures (as Prachi said a better word than saying getting old) and learns as each and every moment progresses and I know you have done too. How you laugh at some of the silly things you did sometime back and at same time look proudly at some of the things achieved over this year. It is good to ponder a bit over the past but what I would suggest is take a look what the future holds for you. Remember the saying from the book Who Moved My Cheese?:

Movement in a new direction helps you find your possibilities

I am not hinting at changing your job but certainly you know what I am talking about and the thoughts which are always at the back of your mind should come out in form of some concrete action. Remember what R was saying to everybody working in the IT industry when you had just joined this company and you overlooked her statement thinking it would apply for you. Now that you find yourself in that position today I know her words are ringing loudly in your ears. What have you decided on it? I don’t want to know what have you decided on it but I want to see some action on that front. So get your lazy ass off that seat and work on it. Let me remind you of another saying.. a Chinese proverb to be precise

Great souls have wills; feeble ones have only wishes

Now it is totally your responsibility to decide which category you would like to be in.

Before ending this letter, one mom-like instruction: DRIVE CAREFULLY. I need not see another post like last time. Also don’t think you are a great actor that you successfully pretended innocent for not having pollution under control (PUC) certificate of the bike in front of the policeman. You simply bored him for half hour to get away without a ticket and no bribe :P. So get the PUC thing done too and soon. Ok now before this letter seems like a to-do list let me end this by another saying.. yes another one and guess who said it.. Bill Watterson, creator of Calvin & Hobbes.

If people sat outside and looked at the stars each night, I’ll bet they’d live a lot differently

While you mull over this let me wish you again a very happy b’day and have a great time.

Yours truly,
Who else but you only

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EDIT: I don’t know how much this makes sense to you all but I needed this dose from myself. Thanks for your wishes in case you wish.. err.. i meant in case I am not able to reply :P

From a point P..

I really have started to hate some of the guys here. This was the third or fourth time this week I spotted a guy not washing his hands. The worse part is that it was not someone from a rural area who still has to get his basics right but some people we consider them to be of the ‘metrosexual’ breed. The worst part is that they are very senior people high up in the management who have a number of degrees to their name and sit and might be sleep (after-effect of watching Corporate movie) with the so-called top-class executives of the industry. Now I feel sorry for all those people that they shake hands with these guys not knowing that they are not moist with sweat but.. arrghhh!! Ohh shit! The HR department has taken up an initiative of mailing everybody the birthdays of an employee so now I dread that someone from the i-don’t-wash-hands group might come to wish me. Damn! I had thought of telling one of the guys but then might be something like will happen:

You don’t wash your hands?
Well I was taught how not to pee on my hands

But the knob you use to flush might be err dirty

This is not a good point so as and when I come up with how to tackle this answer I will definitely confront someone. By the way I remembered one incident from my Maths tuitions way back in 11th grade. My bench partner was genuinely funny with his one-liners and the teacher, N.M.Kulkarni was very strict when he was teaching any of his favourite topics. During one such lecture he was probably explaining the topic of locus and said:
So from a point P..
Sir, how can one pee from a point?

Well the class burst out laughing and he was suspended for 2 days.

After a lot of harassment from Ishita, Suchi, Yashita and Neha P I have changed my profile pic. Now they should be a happy lot :x. But another reason for that was that I want to remind myself of planning the Goa trip for the New Year eve. I have already availed the necessary leave from my lead but the others are not sure of their leave plans and so it will be a hell of time finding rooms in Goa at that time. Even if no one comes I will go alone .. ok not alone but I wish the last sentence of this post will be true.

Finally got myself a new mobile.. Sony Ericsson Z550i. There were a few better ones in terms of music quality and stuff like that but I liked this one more coz it was lighter and sleeker than the other mobiles. Currently it is increment time for guys who have completed one year here so it is party time. Yesterday night while coming from a restaurant in Aundh after having sumptuous cold drinks and desserts it was a relief that I had my ears closed by the mobile hands-free coz it was very cold. The weather currently is at its best uncertainty and it rains suddenly or is dry the whole day and cold at night. I don’t know how the Meteorological Department people get their things right (I agree most of the time it is wrong but still..). Anyways, have a good weekend everybody.

I got engaged!

This image is for you all who asked what did I gift my mom on her birthday :P

If you got ‘misled’ by the title (no pun intended Yashita :P) let me clarify that still I definitely have around 3-4 years to utter this statement. It was my team lead who said this one fine morning last month.

Good morning Sudeep!
Hey… morning!
*shows the ring on right hand*
Got a new ring?
Yes
Cool..
I got engaged!
Really? Then why are you wearing that in right? It should be left.
For guys it is on right and for girls it is on left

Ohh.. I thought it was the other way round

Keep aside my ignorance bit and see these pics taken later. The main thing is that he got engaged to a girl within the company. Now that was not a surprise coz we already knew that and in fact we all hang out in the same group. What made me think was that this was the second instance of intra-company alliance and our company policy states that a husband and wife can’t work together. Regarding the earlier couple, not one but both of them left the organization. Now before saying that the policy is right or wrong give it a thought coz this post is coming to that point itself. (Sean I know you would oppose it at Toys R Us coz of _ _ _ _ _ ;))

I have this firm belief that it is better not to take your work, fights and affairs at home. Sort and solve them outside your house but 2 people working together in the same company are bound to discuss an issue pertaining to the workplace. Leave aside same company but a couple in the same field also might be discussing it. I don’t know how much this is prevalent abroad but here I have seen lots of people choosing their partners preferably from the same field in which they are working in. Might be 2 doctors discussing back at home:

Hey honey.. hows was ur day?
Ohh wonderful! I had never seen before a cute appendix like the one I saw today. How about you?

I did 2 successful bypass surgeries today and in another hospital one man died before we could do anything.

Now there is nothing wrong in discussing this, but professional and personal life should not be mixed much is what I feel. If any doctors are reading this please don’t feel bad and I hope you get to see at least one cute appendix everyday and go home and tell your spouse about it. On another thought, it is better to have a partner in the same company so that he/she knows how much work pressure is on the partner’s shoulders and so the “You don’t have time for me” situation doesn’t arise at home. I have a friend who works in a company where they encourage marriage among colleagues (ohh yes I have applied there already :P) and gift a car to the couple. Whenever that friend meets me I pester him by asking how much his prospects of getting a car have grown.. he he. But again ego clashes might be there (remember Abhimaan movie?).

Okk.. now you keep thinking over this while I leave for the day. Happy weekend!

Anywhere n everywhere...

Be SAFE :)

Desktop Goddess # 4

Would you dance
if I asked you to dance?
Would you run
and never look back?
Would you cry
if you saw me crying?
And would you save my soul, tonight?
Hold me in your arms, tonight
I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
Oh, I just want to hold you.
I just want to hold you.
Am I in too deep?
Have I lost my mind?
I don't care...
You're here tonight

I was mid-way a regular post 2 days back when some unexpected turn of events caused an avalanche of work here. On such nights can the ‘heartbreaker’ Jennifer Love Hewitt can save my soul? :- And Aditi I wouldn’t mind to be a ghost even for one episode for her :D.

Happy Birthday Mom!

EDIT: I have no idea why blogger didn’t allow me to post yesterday so even though I am posting this today it is actually for yesterday, i.e, the 20th of November. By the way, clicking the pictures makes it full size so dont strain your eyes :D

Dearest mom,

Just replace the word Mother’s Day with Happy Birthday below

and please think about the allowance bit :D


Thanks for cleaning all the mess I make at home

though the reminders you serve me frequently for the same could be dropped off :)


Kudos to you for keeping the house in one-piece since dad got transferred

and in fact even before dad got transferred

Also thanks for keeping me updated about various issues and taking out time for my studies after your long tuition classes


A million thanks for knowing exactly what my taste buds need and being the best cook for me

And last but not the least, thanks for being with me at every step in this life

You are the BEST!!

Owner's pride.. Neighbour's envy

I did not feel sad on the last day of my school or my first college for +2 and neither when I graduated from my engineering college. Though I very much miss those days now, I felt extremely happy that time as I was entering a new phase of my life.

When one thing ends, it is surely the beginning of another

Call me stone-hearted but I never felt the urge to cry coz I knew my friends would be just round the corner and might be a call or mail-distance long from me but here with me on this very planet (sad thing that I am not much friendly with aliens). A girl from my company group got engaged and it was her last working week with us in the previous week. So since a fortnight, there were various sessions in the company; crying sessions, photo and video sessions etc. (Vaibhav I got myself a youtube account but couldn’t upload any previous videos :() I won’t go into details coz she reads this blog more religiously than I update it :P. But if I were to stop coming here from tomorrow I would be the happiest person in this world (apart from my colleagues I bet :D). The pics below were not from these sessions but are more than a month old. The one below was taken after I bought the C&H book. Thanks to V and P for renting their stuffed lion and panda for the pic. I had told my friend who clicked this pic to keep only the book and the two toys only in the frame but some people don’t understand what they are told. Anyways, zoom into the whiteboard if you can and read it. By the way I finished that book like this kid here.. he he.

Okk.. the above call-distance away sentence is making me feel guilty now coz I am at the receiving end of a variety of expletives since 1-1 n ½ month now. My mobile is refusing to come out of the dandiya night hangover. First it broke free from the trad costume pocket and went flying between cars on the Mhatre bridge. 2-3 visits to the service centre and applying my gujju and marwari speaking skills I bargained and bargained and got the screen fixed. Then after a few days suddenly it started behaving erratically and since then I can’t receive/make any calls and messages. It shows full network coverage all the while but on dialing the number The user is out of coverage area or The number is switched off is what one can hear. The cost of replacing some stupid IC in it is the amount for which this mobile can be sold back. Frankly speaking I am extremely jealous and in complete awe of people who say (and really do) that they talk on phone for hours coz my maximum time on phone ranges upto a maximum 4-5 mins. I hate talking on phone so I am not missing the mobile much but yes I sure miss messaging. Anyways, my friend’s dad was scheduled to go to China next week and I was planning to get a mobile from there but now I have dropped that idea and buying a new one around next week here itself.

Best of luck to all the CAT aspirants over the country for tomorrow’s big Sunday. I am also taking that test but I haven’t prepared anything so I am totally relaxed and planning to give it next year. On other thoughts, will I be able to repeat this feat? But no it was in company and this one is on national level. Fixed then, next year. Have a great weekend!

Reality TV 2!!!

Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't
but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade

They got the Discovery Channel don't they?

Might be some of us don’t like what Eminem says but it is true and instead of watching animals mating on Discovery it is definitely worth seeing people with excessive libido making out with each and everyone in sight on Desire – Table for Three. There one chef is making out with sexy girls while in some other show another chef is taking dancing lessons. Now you see why I hate engineering :D. But whatever it is that Desire show is worth the change in timings of Seinfeld. I am definitely not regretting staying up late to watch Seinfeld.

I was watching Discovery Travel & Living the other day and saw one show on it. It was on Wife Swapping. Don’t dilate your eyes coz it is not what you think. One wife swaps her two-week life with another except the part what we guys would have wished for. The first week she has to live according to the rules of that family and the next week she tries to implement her rules on that family. I guess the idea of the show is to make both the families realize how important they are to each other. One homemaker was from a very very rich family and the other was from a family which could afford to be in good living conditions but lived on leftovers collected from dumpsters so that the waste of the world is fully utilized. If you find this gross then what if I tell that the second family used to rarely flush their toilets to save water.. eewwww!! The wife from the first family literally vomited after entering the second house.. hard to digest she lived there for 2 weeks crying like a small child. The show name at first reminded me of another serial Cheaters on Reality TV channel (the cable guy has stopped beaming this channel these days) in which cheating spouses were caught on cam through sting operations. The expression of disbelief on their faces was real fun to watch.

Celebrities are featuring as participants in almost every reality show these days. The worse part is that these shows are re-telecast at night so there is no alternative other than watching them. Some 13 odd celebrities (odd is not for celebrities though it could be associated) have been isolated from the living world in a big house and watched over 24x7 for the next few months. The participant celebs and the audience have to vote out one member from the so-called family every week I assume. Last week Bobby Darling was thrown out of the house. I felt really sad watching that. No no.. not because I have sympathy for his ‘transformation’ to her or a soft corner for gays but I felt that if the producers had managed to isolate Bobby and Rakhi Sawant from the rest of the world then better they kept both of them locked up forever. Probably the producers didn’t know that God rarely gives a chance for doing such good deeds. Carol’s Hindi speaking skills made my jaw drop more than watching the clip of her top slipping on the ramp in the fashion show. Why do I watch this show.. well it has Anupama Verma in it *drool*.

We had gone somewhere to eat where my friend spotted this kid and she took this picture. I loved this snap among the whole lot so posting it. By the way, since yesterday was Children’s Day, belated wishes to the child within all of you.

Too many people grow up. That's the real trouble with the world, too many people grow up. They forget. They don't remember what it's like to be 12 years old. They patronize, they treat children as inferiors. Well I won't do that. - Walt Disney

Lost n found!

Pussycat, pussycat,
Where have you been?
I’ve been to London to see the Queen

Pussycat, pussycat,
What did you do there?

I frightened a little mouse under the chair

I know I have not been around for a while and many are asking ‘bout my whereabouts but I had not been to London nor did I frighten any mouse. The main reason this nursery rhyme is here coz I had to hear this one and many other from my nephew who has started going in kindergarten. I had gone to my uncle’s place for diwali (belated wishes for diwali and hope you all had a good time) and there I was visiting a cousin. There he and his wife made their kid stand in front of everyone and were begging him to recite a few (??) rhymes. Since, the kid had not seen me before he was either shy or scared and staring at me. His mom went on Say beta! Otherwise Sudeep uncle will say all the rhymes. I was like Huh? From where will Sudeep uncle remember the rhymes taught to him some 18 years back? I was seriously hoping that my nephew wasn’t smart like me *ahem* and ask me to start coz I was completely blank (though in the meantime I quickly remembered Twinkle Twinkle in case..). A little later after seeing a chocolate as bribe (corruption starts here.. damn :D) he started the rhymes and started as if he wasn’t going to stop. After pussycat he pinched his Chubby cheeks, then Humpty Dumpty went to sit on a wall; later Jack and Jill went to fetch water before the sky went Twinkle Twinkle with little stars, Johnny and his dad had some sugar when the mouse ran up the clock in Hickory Dickory Dock. After a session of how many fingers, where is nose and head my nephew got his chocolate and I was relieved. Poor chaps.. both of us. Anyways, I had visited my relatives after a really long time so it was a gruelling time to see every household in that city and moreover remember who was who. At the end of day I didn’t remember the names or relations except the faces. I am just hoping that the next time they meet they don’t ask the usual question “Remember me?” or “Ohh! You have grown up.” (as if I was born to stay a kid forever and rant off nursery rhymes for them :D)

It was a hectic month at work and to couple the misery, the management made a few of us take some interviews. Though we did not have the final say in rejecting or accepting the candidate we had to ask a few technical questions and observe how the seniors grilled the interviewee. It was real fun sitting first time on the opposite side of the table and then rub hands in glee watching the prey “MUAHAHAHA!!” But honestly I took care not to scare any fresher and asked only simple questions (coz I knew answers to only those :D). By the way, we booked a new house last month. The work has just started and probably we will be moving there in next July-August. I will surely read all what I have missed on your blogs and reply to the comments too of previous posts, so give me time for that and since I don’t want to make this post too long, will be writing a few backlog entries in upcoming posts. This forced break though made this clear that I can live without blogging or reading blogs.. so it was a relief that my blog revolves around my life and not vice-versa.

Desktop Goddess # 3

No New Year's Day to celebrate
No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring, No song to sing
In fact here's just another ordinary day

I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you

And I mean it from the bottom of my heart

I mean it from the bottom of my heart that I don’t love Angelina Jolie as much as my other desktop goddesses. I haven’t watched any of her movies so that might be also one of the reasons. But since she is the talk of city and with reference to the letter in the previous post I had to bring her before the other scheduled desktop goddess. So, here is the ‘most luscious’ lips winner for all of you guys. I never judge a book by cover so won’t comment on that until I get a first-hand report myself *ahem*.

Just one more week guys and I will be back reading and commenting on all blogs and posting regularly. Have a great weekend all of you and keep smiling!

I need some sleep.. it can’t go on like this - Eels

Does anybody know how to feel happy and sad over something at the same time? It is like pasting a beaming smile on your teary-eyed face.

Heart beats are the biggest hypocrites in this world. They beat in your body but always dance to the tune of someone else.

I can’t sleep, I m up all night.
Through these tears, I try to smile
I know, the touch of your hand, can save my life
But don’t let me down, come to me now,
I got to be with you somehow
And now that you are gone,

I just wanna be with you

Suffering from high fever!!

Dear Brad & Angelina,

Hoping that this letter will find you in the best of your health and good spirits despite the paparazzi hounding both of you everywhere you go. The national capital and some other cities are currently in the grip of dengue fever and chikungunya but thanks to both of you my city is being treated to a better thing, the ‘Brangelina fever’. You both are the talk of the whole town, the newspapers are going gaga over you and all other things have just taken a backseat. We all have forgotten what punishments or acquittals the accused in the Mumbai bomb blasts are being rewarded. One of the politicians I love to hate, Kanshiram’s slow murder (oops it is shown as natural death, right? How will you know.. anyways) went into oblivion like his deceased body did. Even the media grabber Laloo was thrown in the inner pages of the newspaper despite some good turn of events for the railways. Many people still don’t know the schedule of Champions Trophy. You would say what a big deal in not knowing which match is scheduled when, but just to imagine this in a cricket crazy place is something which surprises me. No one knows the name of even a single cricket player of the ‘new look’ Zimbabwe team but everyone knows the names of your kids and from where did they come. I mean the place from where they came of course.

As I sit here in my cubicle and look out of the window I can see the hotel in which you both are staying. You both must be wondering (esp. Angie I hope) that in spite of being so near why I haven’t yet come to meet you. Well I had decided that no matter how much workload I had, I would definitely find some time to drop in for a cuppa of coffee. But, after seeing the video of Angelina’s bodyguard gripping the neck of a British photographer I dropped my plans after closing my already dropped lower jaw. I think I will try my luck of catching a glimpse of both of you when you decide to take another ride in the auto-rickshaw. With one personal experience and in general observation I used to think foreigners are scared when they sit in the rickshaw and are driven through the traffic in Pune, but the rickshaw driver in your case was more scared seeing the photographers jostling for pictures. So I guess it would be highly impossible to see how Brad and Angelina look in person even though you would be here for around a month.

Anyways, might be we by chance meet up at some traffic signal. Just make sure you don’t hit my bike with your convoy like you hit the teenager this week after jumping a red signal. I hope you are not worried about that incident. I can assure you that people break signals everyday here, so you definitely are not the odd ones’ out. Some Indian superstars have not just hit but crushed many a lives on the roads and till date they are roaming scot-free. In your case the guy was not even injured, so rest assured you can continue with the shooting of the film in the city. It was my love for you (Brad that was for Angelina and not you) that I took out time to pen down this letter when I should be filling in software release sheets which my client is impatiently demanding. Please don’t tell my blogger friends that I wrote you a letter even in this heavy work schedule because I haven’t updated my blog since many days and not visited any blogs too.

P.S.: I seriously don’t mind the 15 extra minutes I have to spend in the traffic every morning while coming to office via your hotel.

P.P.S.: Any role in your movie? I will take less money even if it just a cameo role

Yours truly,
Sudeep :-)