Blast from the past!!

What has that title got to do with this post?? well, i donno.. it was just some random line running in my head. Ok. So lets start this post with a lil quiz.. 1)Who is the big daddy of procrastination??...yes, you have it.. its me.. question number 2). Who is the 2nd most unorganized guy who looks awesome?? XD.. thats meee.. (1st is Gowtham.. he does not look awesome though.. ;).. kidding..).

The long gap between this and the previous post proves the 1st question right.. so lets go on and prove the the 2nd question right.. its been a long long long long time.. so i can assure you nothing is in order.. And like i did in some earlier post, i'll put up every thing in points.. though it looks stupid, its easier for me..

>>last month: Vineeth came to my place.. he used to come almost on a regular basis till the next point happened.. so wait for it.. both of us were sitting in my room doing absolutely nothing. he had his bike with him. so we thought we'll just go where ever the road takes us.. so we started n we kept going for like an hour or something.. we crossed thiruvallur nall.. it was pretty dark an all i could c was the road a couple of feet ahead of us,somethimes headlights of vehicles coming from the opposite direction. it was PITCH dark all around us. we kept going till we found a shop in middle of nowhere. and this is the best part.. the shop was at a edge of a hair pin bend.. and the road was steep on both the sides of the bend.. as in the place where the shop was, was at a higher level. so we could see vehicles coming from both the directon.. in that pitch darkness, the headlights would flash right on our face.. it was so nice.. when ever a vehicle crossed us, we could hear the engine noice fade into the silence.. it was samma.. then we were chumma sitting there for some time and then we came back..

>>a few days later: as i told u, this bugger used to come to my place regularly.. he would call his girlfrd from my landline. he kept doing this for couple of days.. one fine day, he came to my place right from college.. he called his gal n then we both went out somewhere. he left his bag in my home itself.. as soon as we left, that female called my landline. my mom picked up and she was like "i'm vineeth's frnd. can i talk to him". my mom said he just left. she said ok n kept the phone.. after like 15 or 20 mins i came back home n he left.. he told he'll get the bag the next day.. Now my mom is like damn strict about girls calling up.. she asked me who is that gal? i said i donno.. may b his classmate or something.. my mom asked y is he calling from our landline?? Y is he coming to our house regularly these days?? does he share any wrong relationship with that gal?? errrr..i was like, moooooom, pls.. i donno.. n i dont care.. i told this to him.. n he was like, aiiyoyooo i'm not coming to your place again. yor mom would kill me..

>>a few more days later: yeeee.. gang meet up.. me vous and vineeth left from my place. vineeth was riding vous's bike. i was in my xcd. 2 mins for my place vous's bike ran out of petrol. again we had to go get pertrol.. both these guys were couple of feet in front of me. in an effort to overtake a santro from left, something happened and they both had a great fall.. i got to c the crash from a good angle.. they both fell near the edge of the road. the dust n all flying, it was like some tiny nuclear explosion.. vous's bike took some damage near the headlight. he was real pissed off at vineeth. then we somehow made it to hema's place. nari joined us ( yes yes.. he was late).. we went to abirami.. i don't exactly remember what happened after that.. vineeth's gal used to msg him in my phone.. and she has this hyper lame habbit of using 'ma' in the end of each sentence..she msged sometinglike " hi, is vineeth there ma? can i call ma??".. i was a lil pissed for no reason.. i replied, we are in bike.. he's busy, cant talk.. call after some time. and stop calling me 'MA'.. she was like ok.. then my dad called me and told me come home.. so i went back..

>>Someday between the last 3 points: same scenario as the 1st point. we took the bike out.. it was early this time.. around 12 or 1pm.. we went along the same way.. this time all the way till andhra border.. if we had gone a couple of more kilometeres, we would have found people talking in telgu.. it was then we realized we were running out of petrol.. from there we took some bypass road to redhill, some 10kms or so..in middle of this ride we stopped at a shop for some drinks n refreshment.. i really don't remember what place was that.. vineeth and the shopkeeper were talking about the route and the next junction and all.. finally the shopkeeper asked " yenngarunndhu pa variinga neega?" vineeth said "chennai la irunndhu varoom".. and i was like.. what the fuck " dai nammbo chennai ellam cross panni vanndhutooma?" both of them started laughing. we kept the speedo exactly in the middle of the economy zone.. somehow we made it all the way to anna nagar.. and the bike stopped near sboa school.. and ye, both of us were out of cash.. i had just 10bucks.. we went till creamy inn. we called nari. and yaaaaaaa, it was nari's birthday.. he made us wait for 1 and half hour. then he came.. we took money from him. then filled our bike n came home..

>> few weeks back: this one is a killer... me vous and hemant went to sathyam.. we saw fast and furious 4. then we went till spencer. we ate icecream we went to all the phases.. vous started.. dai, yeppadi da indha figure laam correct pannraanga..onnumey puriila da.. hahahahaha... then orey discussion about this topic... finally hemanth: dai, inngaye yedhaavadhu ponnu kitta naan peesa pooren.. and he wanted company.. we selected some gals for him. but all of them were with their parents or probably boyfrnds.. we were walking all the day and my legs were killing me, so we went down and sat near that information desk or lobby or watever its called.. we saw 2 gals coming.. hema was charged up.. they went to that juice shop near that entrance.. hemanth: dai juice kudikkaraanga da.. va nammbalum poi juice kudikkalam.. poi time keekalaam.. vous wud not lift his ass and i didnot wanna make a fool out of me.. i told hemanth to shut up. but he did not listen to me.. ( well, actually no one listens to me.. :(.. )... both the girls left spencer.. hemanth: seekiram da. pooraanga da.. seekiram va da.. he forced me and vous out of spencer. they were walking toward the tvs bus stand. me and vous were standing on the stairs near the entrance. hemanth started scolding me for being such a pussy.. i donno man, i donno if this is being pussy, but i cannot go and start flirting with some random chick.. (im not gowtham ;) vous told me to just go with him.. i knew for sure this is gonna be something real bad for him.. so i maintained my distance from him.. the gals were waiting in the bus stand..( waiting for bus, not for hemant.. lolz..)hemant suddenly took a turn and went straight to those girls.. i kept my eyes fucking straight and joined vous.. vous was ahead of us and he was looking at hema. i joined him and we kept walking.. i slightly turned my head and saw hemanth walking briskly towards us.. when he came close we asked him, yenna da peesuna?? hemant:" thirummbi paakaama nadanndhu pooooikte iru.. thirummbi paakaadha".. hahahahahahahahahaha.. fuckin awesome. we took a trun and away from those gal's sight.. we had tea. and we demanded elaburation.. hemant:" samma nose cut da".. ok, i think i should skip the conversation.. i don't wanna insult my best friend in my blog.. free a vidu.. free a vidu..

>> a few days after that: the gang went to citicenter.. nothing much happened.. except for this. here also hema started his hunt and vous was the one to initiate.. he pointed at 3 gals and said, dai avannga nammbalaye paakaraanga da.. this guy wanted to go and talk to her.. kadavaley kadavaley.. he took me along. yes, i was the bakra even this time.. but this time i got to enjoy a lil more.. we were sitting in one of those benches . those girls were right in front of us. when they crossed us... hemanth in a threatening voice: " ha haai"...i could not help but to laugh my ass out.. and there was a guy sitting next to us in that bench.. he says "its ok.. keep trying..".. ohhhh my god.. then vous had to leave.. i came with him.. plan was to pick up his bag from hema's house and leave.. but hema's house was locked. we tried finding the keys.. mmmhm.. we had to wait till hema and nari came back..even hema could not find the keys.. it wasn't there..he had some books nall n he needed to study for his exams the next day.. i chose to stay till his mom came back home, pick up his bag and go back by train.. so vous left.. me, nari and hema went to a tea shop.. we sat there for like 1 hr or something.. nari had 3 tea.. i had 2.. hema had 1.. nice numbers.. then i got vous's bag and left by train.. vous was waiting for me near the station. i handed him the bag and went home..

>>couple of days back: this is probably the last and shortest point. i went to nari's home. i wanted some videos and some music..i went. i copied it to my pendrive. i came back. thats it..

hmmmmmm...welllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll, i'v got nothing much to write about.. i wish i could say i was busy with my college work, but i'm in no mood of doing any of that.. instead, for past couple of days i was recording these vids.. check them out if ur free..

I'm a total noob. i'm a beginner.. and i'm totally selftaught.. so don't expect anything fancy..

A special note to hemaku and naaaadhamuni nari kutti : don't fuckin complain that i missed out on certain things.. and don't even think about any kalasification in the comments.. i'll delete it..

i'm in a hurry.so don't mind any spelling or grammatical mistakes.. Enjoy..pls comment..



3 doors down: Be Like That



Plain White T's: Hey There Dalilah



Ronan Keating: When you say nothing at all



Greenday: Boulevard of Broken dreams

Recent Happenings

i guess march was the only month that has gone without a single post since i started this blog.. so i thought before April slips out, lemme make a post.. Being very honest, my 6th sense is telling me dat this post is gonna b a lil boring..cos u c, nothing much really happened for a last couple f months.. plus my memory being a lil weak( even yesterday is a blur in my mind, and tomorow... well, i never think that far ;)), i'm gonna sum up watever comes to my mind into this post..

with nothing much to do, the Gang went to anna nagar park for a long amble.. we accidentally bumped into our old school mates dutta and KB.. in school, dutta was one of d hottest guys.. but now he's got big tummy and grown a couple f inches in diameter.. KB was lookin like some sales man..lolz.. full formals with a bag.. when hemanth saw him from a distance, he started to run away..i can't figure out y.. we had a nice chat.. meanwhile hemant got a "tight' 'friendly' slap from KB... hahaha.. KB's face had a smile, but his overall face expression said otherwise.. then we all went home i guess..

i can't really recollect if we had a meet up anytime soon after that.. even if we did, lets just assume we didn't cos i'm not in mood to disturb the part of my brain responsible for month old memories.. lets fast forward to 2 weeks ago. The Gang + "a-12yrs-old-looking-12th-std-guy" called Rahul went for this movie called yaavarum nalam..he's in 12th std in SBOA, but i can bet my ass, when u 1st look at him u'd probably say he's 12 or 13 yrs old.. me voo n hemant went to nari's place(in case u don't know who r voo, nari and hemant or even me in that case, chk out my previous post)... we had to wait for a long time, as uuuuuuuuusual, for nari asshole to come down.. meanwhile voo took pullayar(rahul's brother.. can't remember his name, this is wat nari calls him.. pullayar.. hahaha..he's in 4th std but sure, heavier than me.) for a ride in his bike.. eventually nari came down after what seemed to be forever!!!we all went to abirami.. donno for wat.. thing with me is, i don't really pay attention to what these guys are talking..i'll be lost in my own world. that's typical me. so where we r going, what r v gonna do, all these planning r done by voo or hema.. so i basically sit with them in the bike and go where ever they take me.. if me and nari are on the same bike, even better.. we'll be lost in words, talking abt life n philosophy n stuffs, we'll be circling the same place over and over till hema or voo calls us and we hear an angry voice over the phone which usually sounds like " dai, yennga da poi tholannjiinga..naanga innga vanndhu seendutoom".. i donno any shit abt chennai roads or places, so i'll ask nari " macha, yennga da irukkoom nammbo?? voo kathhuraan da" he'll tell me the place and i'll be like " dai naanga innga dhaan da irukkom, innum 5 mins la we'll b there".. this is wat being in the Gang is like.. ya i know, m8 sound stupid... but, we are best friends and we r out there having fun.. nothing comes close to it..

so where were we, ya abirami.. b4 entering, nari ordered special tea for all of us in a tea shop nearby.. we had tea.. then i donno y, mayb the tickets was sold out or something or the show already started,i donno wat we cud not watch the movie in abirami.. then while others waited in abirami, me and nari went to sangam to check if tickets are available.. and as i said b4, we were talking talking talking and we crossed sangam twice and we r like " where the fuck is sangam.. it is supposed to be here.." and somehow we managed to find it n get in..we went near the counter and i donno if he asked or not, he was saying "dai anndha black tshirt sammaya irukka da.. ".. i felt like oh my gooooooood.. will u cut it out for some time.. went n asked, tickets sold out.. we went back to abirami.. then we all headed to..i dont know the theater's name.. in mountroad.. we had to buy the ticket in black to watch the movie..when we entered the theater, all the 5 seats were not together.. we did some seat exchange interchange crisscross and then we finally got to sit together.. by the time we settled down, the movie's name was on the screen.. thats when i realized we are in for a horror movie.. I'm not ashamed to accept that i'm hyper scared to watch horror movies.. rahul was sitting to my left and nari to my right.. nari and me, we had our hands netted throughout the movie..(NO, WE ARE NOT GAYS.. we were just too scared).. well the movie wasn't that scary nall, but u can't trust these horror films.. u donno when some ugly looking creature might pop into the screen with some horrible background sound.. guaahhhhaaahhhhaaaa...shit... i hate those moments....in middle of the movie, the heroin gets hurt and is in hospital.. hero is all sympathetic n sayning very soothing lines like "nee illaama naan enna pannuven", hemant suddenly shouts out "nee illaama yennga pooi chicken saapduvenn".. fuckin kickasss..our whole row was lafing at it..( u'll have to c the movie to get the humor in it).. we finally finished watching the movie and we came out.. voo was already late we had no time for another tea or juice or anything.. voo started his bike n vroooom.. sitting behind voo in bike is real fun..after reaching home i saw my inbox.. hemant had sent a group msg " yaavarum nalama".. lolz.. btw, the movie was nice, worth watching.. very interesting and different.. so the end of that story, what else...

you have permissiont to skip this part if u r not into games nall, but wat other job do u ppl have other than reading my blog.. so just shutup n read.. i'v been playing Farcry 2 for a week now.. and finally finished it.. gameplay is good, but i seriosly did not understand the story.. there are 2 groups UFLL and APR fighting against each other in africa.. u'll work for both of them.. throughout the game u keep traveling from one end f the map to the other to kill someone.. and when ur traveling some buggers will keep chasing u in a jeep with a gun.. so u'll have to stop driving and get out of the car to kill them and drive again, which is very irritating after a certain stage.. talk about graphics, Dunia engine was awesome.. check out he sceenshots..i cud play the game in 'very high' graphic settings.. i have a 2.8GHz core2duo, 2GB ram n a nvidia9800GT.. even the levels were pretty good.. ppl said AI was very bad, but i think they've done a good job with AI.. my fav thing abt the game was the daynnight cycle.. I love ubisoft, but being very honest, game is verrrrrry repetitive and hence boring.. next i think i'm gonna get my hands on crysis.. since i got my GC recently, now only i can play crysis.. so i'm gearing up for nano suite.. yoooo..

here are some screen shots from farcry 2.. pics r not clear,open in a new tab to c actual size images.. u'll thank me 4 providing some good wallpapers :D



u'll find lot of these wild life in the game. zebra, deer, n those huge buffalo sort f things u c in discovery channel.. one shot, and they'll be dead..
i jst exploded a car using some sort a grenade launcher..
explosions look damn cool.. the above pic is actually a guard post, i killed all the guys in there.. 1 guys was left, i shot him and he was injured but he did not die.. i kept an explosive near his ass, i ran to a distance n i exploded.. May god have mercy on his soul.. huhahaahhaha..

i don't think there's anything else i can talk abt now.. so i guess we'v reached the end of the post.. was the post boring?? cos i enjoyed a lot.. i usually prepare n make some drafts before posting.. this time i just typed it in directly.. so any spelling mistakes nall.. dont complain.. just ignore ;).. thank u for reading.. and pls comment.. :)

bye..

The 'GANG'

Hi people.. I was tryin to do some push ups.. my hand slipped n I got my ankle sprained. Ouchhh it hurts.. I’m typing this post with a scrap bandage around my right ankle.. (damn, iodex is burning my skin like shit..)

Ok, I’m not ashamed to accept that last few months have been pretty dull.. no good post no good reading materials.. my sincere apologies.. was too busy making 2 crapy looking games.. lolz.. and the best part is, to assess those crapy games, some buggers r coming from UK.. enna koduma sir idhu..

alright, this is something that gowtham has been telling me to do for a long time now.. though most of the u visiting this blog, know me and all the people this blog is about, sometimes some online nomad might just popin and wonder who or wat d hell is nari voo etc.. so this post is dedicated to the ‘GANG’, the way we call ourselves..hehe.. I ‘m gonna give short descriptions about the gang member… trust me, naan sollradhu ellam unnmai, unnmai thavara vere yeedhum illai.. I’m so damn sure these buggers will not agree to lot of stuff I’m writing here.. But as I’v mentioned before in some earlier post, this is my damn blog, this is my version of things.. beat it..

k, so lets get started.. ‘GANG’ members.. Lokesh, Gowtham, Hemant(h) ;)… and me.. theres one more creature called Praveen. But he’s more like a visiting member.. all of us where classmates in high school.. had one hell of a time in school( damn.. I miss my school days.. ) and still having a blast together.. this blog is the proof.. “our gang rox”( the phrase lokesh hates)..

Lokesh(vous,voo, logayys, loogu) – loogu, hahahahaha.. he’s probably gonna beat me up for this..lolz..omg.. can’t stop laughing.. he’s like the gang leader.. doin his 2nd yr in B.Tech IT in SRM univ..He’s a total daredevil.. samma damaar dumiir character.. of all the ppl I know, he’s the only guy who loves inviting trouble.. you need to be very careful abt what you speak to this guy, cos u can be pretty sure he’s gonna kalaasify you.. even though he speaks politely, his body language, his face expression, everything will give you a feel as if he’s gonna kick your ass the next second.. for example when he says “ illa da, naan olunnga dhaan poonen” will seem like “ thirimmbi paakaama oodu da naaye.. saav adichiduveen..” hahahaha.. probably this is the reason lot f ppl think twice before interacting with him.. mad about manu.. he has a mini gym in a corner of his room.. he has the best body among all of us ( aana enna, konnjam kullam.. hehehe)..infact he has inspired rest of the gang members to build their body..(and responsible for the bandage on my hand right now!!).. very decent and responsible guy.. You can blindly trust him.. will do anything for friends.. (including sharing his underwear.. lolz.. kidding.. )..

Hemant( hemaku, karkare sir): “Dream as if your gonna live for ever, live as if you’r gonna die tomorrow”.. need I say more??..doin his 2nd yr in M.Sc Computer Science in… now wat was that college ??.. TSN I think.. ye??.. it was my 1st week in Chennai and my first day at class.. I went on asking people “ do u play games??”.. every body were like no no no…. he was the only guy who said, I don’t play a lot of games, but I’m a Ragnarok player.. damn, atleast one guy I can talk to about games.. may be that is wat brought me close to him.. though he is not good at studies, he’s definitely not like other poor students in the class who r like total dumbasses.. I respect him a lot..very intelligent and knowledgeable.. he has a vision for life which is very important..only thing I don’t like abt this guys is his irregular bathing habbit.. takes bath once in 2 days.. stinking bitch.. he totally follows his heart.. he used to be very well know in the school for his punchlines, thathhuvams and his kalaasifying skills..

donno y, I feel like mentioning this incident.. we were in 12th.. our school campus was shared by another girls college.. and from our classroom we could directly see the college classrooms.. once there was this function in that college.. I don’t remember what exactly, but some function.. all the girls were dressed up in saare and we could see them walking inside their classrooms.. most of the guys in my class were busy near the window starting at them.. they were so into it, that they did not see our physics teacher enter the class.. gals in my class started giggling.. all f them turned and went back to their seats.. our teacher said “ dai, avannga ellam college students da.. unnga vayasu ponnaa paathu sight adinnga da..” (guys, they r college students.. find girls of your own age..)… and this was hemant’s reply “ma’am, perussa aasa patta dhaan sirussa kadaikkum..”(but ma’am, only if we dream big, we can achive small things..).. everybody were including that teacher were laughing there guts out.. samma comedy..

Gowtham( nari, nari kutty, naadhamuni nari, naaye nariye): ok gowtham..gang’s barny stinson.. totally awesome ;)..2nd yr IT.. SRM Eshwari.. our frequencies match a lot.. in fact, me n this guy r of one type, and lokesh n hema r of another type… we both share a lot f common interests.. the way we think, the way look at life, every thing is more or less the same as mine.. believes in living life to the fullest.. even if all the odds are against him, he does what he wishes.. he’s a big time asset to our gang.. he’s sort f a relationship expert.. if u need a galfrnd or if u just had a breakup n need to talk to someone, he the guy u need to approach… apart from being very nice n decent n polite nall he’s also a lot crazy.. if I wanna do something crazy, he ma partner in crime..hyper romantic guy.. he can come up with romantic lines in fraction of seconds.. damn, his famous line goes something like “ there can be millions of stars, but there can be only one moon..ur my moon”.. or something similar to this.. romance is one that that separates me and him by miles.. plus he does lot f meditation n talking to ghost spirits or something I donno.. he has freaked me out a lot f time by talking about life after death n ghost n stuffs.. trust me this guy has a powerful tongue.. currently he’s obsessed with programming and games.. he wants to become a game programmer too..i have no clue where this obsession is gonna lead.. but till the time he actually starts working on some game, I’m gonna take that with a grain of salt..

Praveen(kaka):well what can I say about his guy.. he’s doing something called AME.. the only thing I can relate this guy is cell phones.. he’s into this buying n selling mobile phones.. makes some cash out of it.. the biggest comedian of our gang.. the way he speaks itself sets him apart.. “ah right” which means ok fine.. “ GTA cassette”.. which means GTA CDs.. “aiito” which actually means item.. there’s more I can talk about this guy.. but its 1 in the morning and I need to get up eary tomo.. told u na, some idiots r coming from UK to assess our games..damn… so I’m gonna jump to myself..

Me( u guys didn’t think I’m gonna write my nicknames here, did ya?? Guahahahahaha): myself, vatsa a.k.a dEviL… 2nd yr Game programming … yeeee… u read it right.. I’m a game programmer… hehehe.. cool right.. but I wasn’t this cool all my life.. on a serious note I used to be a looser.. with big round thick glasses on my eyes… goo flowing down my nose..*eewwww*.. dirt nails.. no one respected me..pretty girls never looked at me.. no one even cared..y should they, I was a nobody.. but one day, I got abducted by an alien spaceship.. I was very frightened.. one of the alien walked upto me and said “gosh, don’t b scared machaa..we’v been tracking u for a while now and we want to help u..”.. then they injected me with a radioactive substance called awesomonium and immediately everything went into blur.. when I opened my eyes, guess wat.. from a thick spectacled stinking dirty nailed looser, I had become the most awesome guy of the face of earth.. and that my friends, is the story of how I became me… wad up?? Ok chill.. about me in simple words.. games+programming+internet+music+novels+orkut+friends+love=me;

So that brings us the end of this very helpful post that helps some people to get to know the heros of this blog better.. I’m so fuckin tired n sleepy my head is gonna fall right on the keyboard if I don’t go to bed in 5 mins…my blog is turning into a personal version of five point someone.. may b I should let these guys write a post individually… I’ll call it hemanth speaks….gowtham speaks.. n wateva..times up.. bye.. c ya in next post..

Keypad Hero and Love is War

dont let your imaginations run wild by the topic.. those are the two games that i made for my 3rd sem project.. and that justifies my absence for past 2 months.. its 11pm and i'm so damn fuckin sleepy.. i'v been sleep deprived for past couple f days cos i was working a little hard on my project.. had shitload of documentations to finish.. still i haven't finished... so bare with me till i get it done.. and staytuned cos some real fun post r about to follow.. till then bye.. and btw.. i thought f putting up my games here, but i donno how to.. probably i'll upload it somewhere n i'll provide you the download link.. and if you r too intolerant, let me no,I’ll give you the source code..to make the code work you'll need netbeans 6.1 for Keypad Hero(J2ME mobile game) and u'll need visual studio 2005 with DX for Love is War(DirectX, PC) .. but that’d be stupid. Jst shut up and wait I’ll give you the download link.. bye till then..

Under my waist. Between my legs..

Hi blog readers.. Its been raining 4 the last couple of days.. Schools n Colleges are closed.. (My guess. I donno.. I’m not goin to college..lolz).. So it’s a lazy Sunday?(or Saturday??) afternoon.. and I’m sitting in front of my comp like a like a declod pregnant cat on a porch swing, idly swodding at flies... So here I am.. updating my blog.. I hope u’v read my previous post.. if u haven’t, may b u should go check out.. Cos, basically I don’t want any f my post to go unread :) ..lolz..

Ok, so coming to this post.. as the title might suggest, its not something involving too much profanity.. rather, its about this funny ( damn funny) incident that happed during my days in school hostel… the lead characters in the story: Mr ‘B’ and ‘The Ashish’.. and it all begins like this..



The above thing is sort f a rough representation of my room..(I donno y I drew it.. not that necessary..mayb after 20yrs when im reading this, it’ll bring back sweet memories of some of the best days of my life.. :) ) so this is wat happed.. Mr B, ( don’t wanna mention his name..guy from the next room).. had a gift from his galfrnd… it was a ceramic thing. Wat is called?? A small thing, a boy and gal holding eachother… I donno the exact word 4 it.. u’ll find lot f this stuff in fancy store shelves.. hope u got it.. so, he had this thing given by his galfrnd and he had kept it on top of the shelf.. ( y did he keep something with so much emotional value in our room?? Victoria’s secret..lolz..i donno).. one fine day, around 5 in the evening, me and ashish were sitting in our bed.. and asish was searching for his pen..hold on..fact no.101: Ashish’s pouch never run’s out of pens and pencils.. how? This is how..after the school gets over, and all the students leave the school, he goes all around the school, into each and every classroom, and brings back anything that he gets his hands on.. sometimes when I don’t have a pen, I used to join him in his ‘hunting’(as the process was widely know in the hostel)..shhhh..now this is a secret.. during one of our hunting, we got our hands on a key.. that night, we went and tried the keys on each and every door that was locked.. chemistry lab, physics lab, staffroom, library and BRAVO!!! Computer lab opened.. that day onward we used to enter the lab with our pillows and bedsheets at 12 or 1am..switch on the AC..sleep there till 5 in the morning..then getup, switchoff the AC, sneak back into our rooms..i even spoiled some comps..hehehe..no physical damage, but i fucked around in the Windows/System32 folder..hehehe..it was like adventure every day.. lolz.. coming back to the main story, ashish was desperate to find his pen.. he was furiously scanning and all the selves and in the process, knocked the ceramic thing down and broke it into 2 pieces..and the best part.. that thing broke vertically, separating the boy and the gal…(ouch…painful !!)..he bent down and picked up both the pieces, he was scared to his balls cos B would screw him if he found out( B is almost twice of ashish’s size).. and the worst thing happened.. B came in… caught ashish red handed.. u can imagine wat happed next..
Both got into a big argument.. bla bla bla.. after like 15 mins of verbal dishum dishum, B told him “ I donno wt ya gonna do, I wan2 c this thing fixed in 10mins..”..

Obeying his orders, ashish bot some feviquick.. that 5 rupees pack.. OMG.. that was the 1st time I saw feviquick in action..that thing is so damn fucking strong.. so he came back into the room and he carefully applied that adhesive onto the two broken pieces and attached it.. it was good.. the same as it was before, except the small visible crack and some tiny missing pieces.. he gave it back to B and told him to keep it in his room.. B took it and went away..


He came back into the room, he wasn’t very angry now though, but still a little pissed off on ashish.. Ashish was sitting in his bed. He had kept the left over feviquick on the table.. B spotted the tube and picked it up.. when ashish had his gaze somewhere else, he swiftly squeezed the remaining glue on his……..well…….read the title……though he wasn’t naked(fcors).. he was wearing a netted shorts and…… nothing inside. so basically wat happed was the glue just filtered through the cloth and fell on his thing.. hahahaha.. I was there sitting on my bed watching the whole drama… next second me ashish and B, all three of us were shouting.. Ashish was shouting cos he was in the danger of getting the hole blocked and not having kid in the future… B was laughing violently, pulling down every entity on the table.. I was screaming, telling ashish to go run and wash it quickly…..ashish ran spreading his legs, to the toilet, holding ‘that’ part of his shorts as far away from his thing as possible…it was so damn funny on B’s part… hahahaha.. he came back.. along with me and B, some more ppl had gathered to welcome ash back to the room, as if waiting for the president to step out of the plane and wave at us.. lolz.. he was very angry at B..

‘the’ ashish…(as he was commonly teased in hostel) has a very funny strange accent. First time he spoke to me, I had trouble figuring out what language he was talking in.. now this guy came back angrily from the toilet.. he said.. “it iij nut guuing”.. all of us burst into laughter.. ya ya..i know.. its not something to laugh at.. it could be serious.. but all of us who had gathered around had one heck of a time laughing at him.. then the humor settled and B told ash to go to doctor..(B is actually a very nice guy…thought I should mention this, cos this whole thing is giving him a villain role…lolz)..

To go out of the hostel, we had to 1st ask the warden..//wat the fuck.. my mom is telling me to get up from comp…and do some work.. chance ee illa//..where was I… ya.. we had to take warden’s permission before going out. She’d give small slip(the so called outpass..)..and the security would let us go out.. so ashish went to hospital and came back in an hour.. when he came back, every one rushed into our room.. wat happened, wat happened, wat happened… and ashish was like, doc gave me some ointment..and he gave an angry look to B and told.. “I hab tu apply it on my [CENSORED]”…lolz.. the way he told, his face expression..oh my god.. it was hillllllarious.. B asked him “ wat did u tell the warden da?”… he said “maam, I hab infection”.. warden had asked “ where”.. “BELOW MY WAIST, BETWEEN MY LEGS”… hahahahahahaha…..legendary…. this line will go down in history as one of the most famous lines ashish has ever said..or atleast in my blog..lolz..

That night, after dinner, warden came to our room to check on us.. she came and asked “ enna pa, avnukku kannda yadathhula infection nu sollraan.. yenna pa aachi”.. we all burst into laughter.. in the midst of our laughter, and to get things going, one guy farted.. hahahahaha… *burp*..hahahaha.. who’s the culprit?? Victoria’s second secret.. hahahahah.. I’m never gonna forget that day..


After like a week or so, we forgot abt this thing.. every morning we would dressup, go to the canteen for breakfast, come back to our room, take our bags and we would go to class.. one fine day, me and B were coming back from canteen. We both entered the room, Ashish was about to apply the ointment.. hahahaha.. he had it on his index finger..he had taken as much as the length of his index finger.. B’s dialogue “ ashish, u have that much loooong dick ah da??”…hahahaha.. oh damn.. ashish threw the tube on B and “ maachikney..”. hahaha..

Damn.. those were the best days of my life.. it remains as sweet memories in my heart.. and thank google, I can bring out those memories and emotions to my blog..
Hope u enjoyed this post.. and I have tried my best to keep it as interesting as possible ( as I’v mentioned in my prev post.. )… so stay tuned.. I’LL BE BAK.. -\m/

and thats ashish in the pic..

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