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my fattee buddies-Part 7

2 Mar

i take a vow on this massive internet space that the weddings mentioned below, will be the last 2 that i will be attending. my other friends needn’t feel offended cos in all probability, you my dear, are already married! people call it the wedding season, in my case, it feels like a damn decade of only clapping and weeping at weddings!! such overdose will ensure extreme boredom at my own, thats for sure!

but this march is special. cos 2 of my besties will enter wedlock with their respective gorgeous lovers.
let’s take them one at a time.

aditi & srini. they also know each other. for which i take full credit.

aditi & srini. they also know each other. for which i take full credit.

Aditi mokashi, loving called adito by me, is my 2nd oldest real friend. we date back to the time of the dinosaurs. actually, earlier. around the time when Hritik jumped into the movie business. i say this, cos adito & i shared stage space in our maiden bollywood  performance on “ek pal ka jeena” from the legendary kaho na pyaar hai. it shames me today, but to our credit, we aped every step real hard.:) there was chamki throwing for effect, as we entered stage.so much for misplaced innocence. truth be told, we were vying for attention from atleast one of the 10th std guys who we were farewelling, even if it was their very last day in school.

Must tell u, that adito’s family has a unique trait of being the epicentre of situational comedy. and when she laughs, her whole shareer laughs not sparing her little toe. it’s nearly as if a child is trapped in the body of a grown up. Speaking of grown up’s a little birdie told me and some of u who hv received the wedding invite, that a hawa ka thanda jhoka (a.k.a samir) has managed to sweep our lady off her feet. he has little idea how lucky he is:).

In the recent past, adito has ran many a marathons & has taken to fitness very seriously, barring the occasional indulgence (background score: manushya ke sponge samaan phepde…..itna tar, aapko bimaar…bahut beemaar, karne ke liye.. kafi hai. LOL. fully faltu ad.) Sources say, even when Samir went on his knee, Adito was spotted with her running shoes! Aptly so. Zero pun. Only prem ❤

Dearest adito, with all the meditating power vested in me, i pray that samir and u travel every square inch of this planet together and laugh into the sunset. and if, by the time of ur 75th anniversary, the smart ones discover life on another planet; may u travel there too, hand in hand.

Bestie no.2 also happens to be my bro, Sriniiii!!

He’s only the 2nd person i have tied rakhi to after Indradweep from 5th std who was rakhified cos he had the most epic handwriting & the fountain pen never blotted on his fingers. ouch, drift. ya, so when i met srini, i had this overpowering feeling of wanting to be protected by him. so he was the – right choice baby, for a macho brother from a different mother, yo!:) but how did we meet? brace urself …(karan johar accent)… We 1st met on Orkut!!! Truly embarrassing for Mark Zukerberg. 1-nil, fellow!

I once managed to convince srini that i had a giraffe for a pet. but don’t u do the mistake of judging his IQ based on this, cos u do know that intelligence is measured by the no. of folds in the brain right? (I do take uber facts very seriously on twitter :))
so here’s the formula:
Srini’s brain folds = (Einstein -1) brain folds = Summation of brain folds of all my family members (FYI- my dad has 7 siblings)
Point being, srini knows everything about everything which fundamentally ensures that, around him, u feel like a twerp/retard or both. his drop dead looks, over the top wit, smouldering sense of humour, velvety people skills also further the cause. perhaps thats why his cells multiplied overtime in hope that the world gets 2 srinis’. but it doesn’t work that way you pathetic blobs of protoplasm! the world will have to make do with just one awesome srini:)

His achievements include swimming with sharks and studying in Cambridge University where he actually visited the cafe where Sonia served as waitress (per chai wale ki chai ka majja videshi cafe me kahaan! vote for NaMo!!) Ooops, continental drift.
I am of the belief that a person who hasn’t done AOL, hasn’t meditated; has not really experienced true joy. but i see an exception to this rule in Srini’s wife-to-be, Mitali. She’s such a fountain of joy & its nearly jarringly apparent, how much of a pure soul she is! her eyes often reduce to a line beautifully decorated with kohl, cos she is perennially in a state of wonder, giggling away. I am already amazed at the magical genes their kids will be endowed with.

The warmest hug, a slurpy kiss & all my love to both the couples!

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The M(D)anavathey Project.

17 Mar

There are projects, and then there are projects. This one doesn’t qualify under either.

Sohumming 35,000 kannada speaking brats, free of cost, under adverse conditions, in 15 days is not a project. It is a tsunami.
But I got through my part of the big jigsaw more or less smoothly. Thanks to all the love that I was filled up to the brim with in manipal. I am convinced I have some karma with that place. I feel so much at home there, more like a spiked pseudo ashram feel. Spike being the PDA, the smoke rings and the drunken stupor.;)

A bundle of us camped with our yoga mats in our minimalistic (mirror free) YES!+ manipal abode. The main course was Danavathey but the mocktails, starters and dessert stole the show.
We watched patanjali yog sutra in the morning, which for me was like a daily dose of red bull. Few of us did a fullon kadak upvaas, minus H2O even, on Shivratri. The group tapa made it fun and thick.
Bawa’s board games were hackneyed followed by tremendous varieties of massages that embodied pleasure and beyond.
World cup in random small hang outs with flat screen tv was super fun too.
Long kriya was performed on the terrace after which a cute candle lit barbecue happened thanks to Sam and Arun. These 2 are like amaron batteries, last long very long;);)Phew, insane energy they are endowed with.
One day, a dip in temple pond was also taken. This pond is situated in an eeriely romantic green place filled with pedicuring fish. We lost ourselves there until an uninvited guest- the water snake chose to share the water body with us.
Desperately tasty south indian home cooked food was consumed (standing ovation to preeti and deepti) and was ravenously consumed by us pondies. Midnight pasta that was manifested was mostly freakking tasty too;)

The daytimes weren’t oh-so-rosy however. I had to unleash my vocal chords in a language alien to the asuras i was teaching in the 4 government colleges i was assigned. With utter lack of electricity, a strong presence of the lord of heat was experienced. Each sweat pore of my surface area cried tears of agony. This is beside my insides which were anyway wailing at my helpless condition.

So the days and nights were long, woefully and gleefully respectively.
Names must be taken, people must be thanked for the gleeful part of the equation.

1] Nikhil; for being the original roomie without even a mirror in the house. he’s enlightened.!

2] Rohit; for being the smartest descendent of meerut.

3] Kulprit; for being there, “waqt se pehle, jarurath se jyada”, like all good things.

4] Aseem; for the nights filled with mindless laughter.

5] Abhinav; for making me feel precious about myself.

6] Arun; for being my guardian angel.

7] Arun’s car for being my non-living guardian angel.

8] The patanjali gang for appearing at 6am (approximately;)) for all of 11 days.

9] Guruji, for getting the above 8 in my life.

I can welcome death this very moment. I feel so full in every way.
Regret free, untouched, happy bird type…
Jai guru dev

JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE LIFE OF VENKAT-part I

9 Jan

Who is Venkat?
A dear friend.

Who is his Guru?
His Holiness Sri Sri Ravi Shankar aka guruji (mine too for the record)

What about him (Venkat)?
This guy gets blatantly pampered by ‘our’ guru every single day in the ashram. Now you have to have done truck loads of good in a lot of your past lives or you have to be in a whirlpool of mess/tragedy to get your cheeks pulled/ get patted lovingly in the back/ tapped with a rose by guruji every other day!

Which category does Venkat fall in?
Clearly the 1st. Cos he smiles so bad, that your jaws hurt; he helps so heartfully, that you will want to hide behind a bush and cry out loud about your laziness; his face shines so bright that it can light up a light house. In essence, he is far from being remotely unhappy and the likes.

Why all this explanation?
7th jan is my birthday. And I got treated like Venkat! Over and over. And it felt so gooood! Basically, in my case, guruji glancing at me is as frequent as a crow singing a lullaby. Yes, I whine. A lot.

What really happened?
My day began at 7 am with a good hour of blissful meditation. Mostly my nights begin like this. I am the taller version of an owl with long hair. 10 am I begin conjuring dahi wada for the very 1st time in 25 yrs praying feverishly cos it is meant for the consumption of the guru in question. you kinda don’t taste when you cook for the divine. and guruji is divine as far as intelligent people are concerned. so the salt and spice was all a wild difficult guess much like the answers to BQC when i was way younger.;) By 12 noon, the dahi wada was ambitiously decorated to conceal its dubious taste.

Being a friday, Devi puja was scheduled with guruji at noon. It was purely mesmerising and my heart was full by the end of it. To help my heart overflow further with gratefulness, Bhanumaa (the guru in question’s sister) put me a garland and kumkum, blessing me on my birthday. The dahi wada’s gallivanted to guruji through her. In the meanwhile, i downed some decent ashram kitchen food following which i did some seva to collect Venkatlike punyaa.

Did guruji eat the dahi wadas’?
We shall discuss that tomorrow. 😉 Same place, same time.

my fattee buddies-Part 5

24 Jul

often, shishyas are proud of their teacher/guru..
but there are some shishyas who the teacher feels so lucky to have..
i am filled with immense pride when i say i know of 2 such cutie pies’ {abt their superb teachers, shipa & srivi; some other time!}
i present to u: abhiram and gauri shankar
their focus sometimes stirs me;
their faith often gives me direction;
their love for the master always mists my eyes..

FYI- this is exactly how they don't look nowadays

here is the work of their genius;
http://www.youtube.com/user/yesplustv

my favourite is the ‘summer magic promo’ which u shud check out right away and praise.

abhi and gaudi, i say this from the bottom of my heart…u guys are worth a million bucks ;););););) (some ugly inside jokes are so killer!! means la’that!!)

god bless you both
jai guru dev
much love

my fattee buddies-Part 4

6 Jul

this one’s for a real real spcl pal i hv the pleasure of knowing for eons. to be precise; 9 and a half yrs. siddharth raman!! yippeeeee. *applause* he’s a cutie pie who i feel so comfortable being around even though we meet as often as the indian cricket team loses a match these days 😉

this metaphor is used on extreme purpose cos this dude of mine and his entire family suffers from obsessive complusive disorder wrt CRICKET. his bro is (krishnamachari) Srikant (cutie pie again). i meant it when i said obsessive complusive.

in his MICA (which is my alma mater, smiles & tears) interview, sid was questioned abt cricket. duh! they were shown their place i am sure. this post -u’r amazing siddharth, was long over due, but today i read sid’s MICA life blog and i broke into a small dance. i felt i was back there, back in that gorgeous blissful MICA campus. my agyatvaas was in MICA for 6 months of last yr. its a superb idea to go read his stuff, more so if ur a MICAN.

i vaguely remember the 1st time i met sid. he ran across the road, munching on a samosa, and told me a colloquial hi, we are from the same college u know. and then we never spoke for 3 yrs. dont connect the 2 sentences shameless ones ;). but today i cud totally pour my heart out to this fellow knowing that he wud intently hear every word of it. and perhaps even given super sensible advice if asked. a perfect 4am pal who i hvnt ever dared to call at 4am.

sid keeps assuming i hv a bank a/c fat enuf to buy an ipl team (ufff, i dont!); but this bugger visits usa like i visit the banglore ashram; besides his idea of general travel includes flying to south africa to watch a cricket match. girls, are u listening- teetotaller, rich, tam bram boy for sale. only that he’s taken….by a sachin tendulkar.

i am known to not wish people on their birthdays’ becos i am utterly forgetful abt these things. but when it comes to sid; I HV FREAKKING NOT WISHED HIM EVERY SINGLE OF THOSE 9 YRS. its insanely irritating. once tho was heights. he called me on the very day of this birth and we spoke n spoke and i still forget. sorry boy. perhaps next time. perhaps. ?

sid, but i know u know i adoree u bigtime anyway..!

i am gona make sure i get sachin tendulkar on ur 50th birthday (if i remember that is) or ur marriage; whichever happens first;);)

BIG FAT HUG SID

my fattee buddies-Part 3

22 Apr

how drastically we change. its strange for me to even look at my school pics. ‘Embaressed’ isn’t word enough to describe the feeling.

my school pals would nod in agreement if u asked them if nerd and priya were synonyms. Man, i was so utterly out there to impress the whole darn world during my ICSE school days. specially cos i was in a very very simple innocent set up before that where the worst abuse i knew was ‘stupid’. i failed over n over in showcasing my non-existant coolness. and this coolness wanted to widen its spectrum by the time i entered college!(pls tell me u were like this too?pls pls)

i was skillfully talked into joining a mega dravidian( read south-indian, drowned in the aroma of sambar and coconut chutney) institute which provided a platform for more showoffing as i was from an ICSE background. yeah, CBSE walas are lesser mortals and SSC janta come just about close to qualifying as amphibians. come on, we read shakespeare dude!

this is the background u need to know to appreciate wat i really want to share. which begins from here;

in college, for the 1st time ever, i met a bunch of these well mannered, eloquent, intellectually funny, checked-shirted/salwaar-kameezed, girls-mustn’t-abuse type dravidian amphibians. some 10-15 of them who i totally fell in love with.

they were my earthing wires. i say so cos thanks to them i started respecting my language and hence mad tamil music, beautiful prayers n rituals we did at home, parachute oil, bindi and so on. these 15 odd earthings, all in and around being tambrams ( i hear people screaming racist racist racist in the background;););)) , were  really really so adorable and innocent. some still are.

all of us went on to doom ourselves in the unforgiving whirlpool of suffering and torture worse than the horcrux curse i.e. Engineering.

point being, every sem end, after successfully screwing up in our respective exams, we would go for a pilgrimage/picnic to Titwala(house of our very own super powerful ganpathi).

Well, there were a lot of do’s as part of this excursion for good marks. Namely;

u gotto feed the temple dog

u gotto check out the tortoise in the temple well

u gotto wait for a train to pass by when ur doing the pradakshina

u gotto eat misal pav in a shabby lil’ restaurant just outside the temple

u gotto walk back to the railway station from the temple (hell why?????)

thats a fun list of ‘u gotto’s’ to bribe god for a 1st class no?

an atheist wud simply say, ‘go study man!’….well what a boring life they lead! tsk tsk..

must say all this worked though, cos if i cud get a 1st class in each of the 8 semesters with no KT’s; god exists. he soooooo does!

see this comes from a person who detests engineering more than the taste of fungus infected, maggot filled brownies.

for proof i recommend my older post, to read which, u can click here.

culturally sound,

as much showoffy,

priya mani

my fattee buddies-part 2

22 Jun

madhuri is a dear dear pal. who houses me and pampers me and praises me. shes a hot journalist and a cool yes!+ teacher with a pleasant personality and a warm smile! she’s written really nice things about karpagavalli and me. karpagavalli is another cutie pie. she cooks and feeds and cooks and cleans and then cooks some more 😉 all with a big bright smile. to knw more abt her and read abt me being praised visit madhuri’s blog – ephemeralflower.blogspot.com
hv a crazy day!
adios.

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