10 years ago, I watched the 1st Harry Potter movie “Harry Potter and the Philospher’s Stone”. Now 7 movies and 7 books after, I bid adieu to another bit of my childhood. In the last 10 years many things have changed but the Potter series was one of the constants.
To be very honest, I never was going to read the books. The movies were doing it just fine for me. Emma Watson was more or less the reason why I watched the movies initially. Then after the Goblet of Fire (the movie) came out, I was at my friends place and she started talking about how awesome the books were. And she asked me what I think of them. I told her point blank that I haven’t read any books and nor I am going to read them….EVER! I also told her that I watch the movies because of Emma Watson. She gave me Order of the Phoenix to read. 700 odd pages. I was like when will I ever read it. But she made me promise that I have to atleast give it a try. Two days and 700 pages later, I was a Potter maniac. And then I started reading the books one by one and I came to realise how much better the books were from the movies. The movies never showed it all!
The whole series is quite a reflection on many things relevant: The good v/s evil, friendships, sacrifices, first crushes, love and heartbreaks. The Harry-Ron-Hermione friendship has to be one of the best examples of friendships today. They have gone through their ups and downs but never let go of each other. Maybe Ron, in the 7th book leaves them, but he more than makes up for it by saving Harry’s life. One of the things which J.K.Rowling did different from the other authors was that Hermione ended up with Ron and not Harry. The sidekick never gets the girl..NEVER! The romantic angle between Ron and Hermione was build up throughout the series and finally culminated in the last few chapters of the last book.
My favourite character from the series is Ron. I see a lot of my traits in me. Another character which I really like in the whole series is that of Severus Snape. He has to be one of the best if not the best Anti-Hero of our generation. He did everything in his power to protect Harry and Harry realised it in the end and that’s why named his son Albus Severus Potter. Another character which constantly grew during the series was Neville Longbottom. From a fat chubby kid to leading the DA in his 7th book. If you catch the last instalment on screen, you will realise that Neville’s the man! The scene in which he kills Nagini is one of the highpoints of the movie. People were actually cheering for Neville in the theatre.
It has been a truly amazing ride for me in the Potter Universe and today it’s all over. There won’t be another movie or a book. I am really going to miss it.
Farewell Hogwarts! You will always be remembered!
And thank you J.K.Rowling for giving us the Potter Universe! It was quite a ride!!
Friday, July 15, 2011
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Mumbai’s 26/11 Part Deux
Another series of blasts, many died, even more got injured. It’s just another day for us Mumbaikars. I got the news while I was going back from work and was stuck in a traffic jam. When I came to know about all this, I was just thinking about getting home as soon as possible. I started calling my friends in all parts of the city just to make sure. But suddenly all the networks were jammed. Anyways I got home and a miracle happened. I got through to my parents on the first dial. Told them I was fine and at home. Then again started calling up everyone. Thankfully was able to contact them.
All the news channels were beaming the pictures, getting accounts from the witnesses. Some of what the eye-witnesses to the blast said was horrifying. I would never want to be caught in such a situation. I thanked God that everyone I know was fine.
This time around, the reaction was swift. The police and ambulances were at ground zero (3 in this case) within 15 mins of the blast. All the eye-witnesses praised the police in dealing with the situation. They must have been good. They are not praised that often. The official statements were coming in at regular intervals always increasing the death and injury toll. But atleast there were statements! The emergency numbers were being flashed continuously. People were asked to maintain calm and stay at home.
I am glad that we can have such quick reactions. It’s better than the last time. But why do such instances take place again and again. In Mumbai’s case, once every two years. We never seem to be able to stop them. But kudos to the Mumbai police for swinging into action so soon.
Now, moving on to the political reactions. Every politician worth his bread and butter “CONDEMNED” the attacks. The word is fast becoming the most over-used word in the case of terrorist attacks in India. For that matter, even Pakistan CONDEMNED the blasts. Yeah, even PAKISTAN uses this word! So, anyways from the Prime minister to the taluka head of a remote village in the middle of nowhere, “CONDEMNED” these blasts and promised a detailed investigation into the blasts. They all promised to bring the culprits who did this heinous act of terror to justice and keep them as an honourary guest at our prisons and keep them happy for the rest of their lives. They said as it is the tax payers money is going to be eaten by us the politicians, may as well include these guests of state. Prime example – Kasab. Futhermore, the political brass was quick to add that they worry about how we live our life and not our lives. They have already embarked to make a rule to ban holding hands anywhere in public. They were quick to add that increasing the drinking age to 25 was the first step in constructing a better future as the current generation is so immature. Maybe, that’s why we keep voting for dumbasses like you! Get off your asses, do something useful with your time. Instead of increasing the drinking age, maybe give a lot more time and attention to internal security. You won’t be able to tell the people how to live their lives if there aren’t any left around.
I know the above para sounds like a Rant and it is a rant. I am sick and tired of politicians “COMDEMNING” the attacks. If we do compare USA and India on this scale, after 9/11, USA no terrorist attacks. India: every now and then. The apathy shown in such cases is appalling. There’s always the detailed investigation and even if someone is caught finally, they are treated like royalty.
I don’t know what will shake the Political class out of its present indifference to the common man’s life. Mumbai will be back on it’s feet AGAIN! Life goes on here. We “MOVE ON”. How many times do we have to “MOVE ON? It seems only God knows the answer to that question.
Keep safe everyone!
P.S: Yesterday according to some reports was Kasab's B'day. Go figure....
All the news channels were beaming the pictures, getting accounts from the witnesses. Some of what the eye-witnesses to the blast said was horrifying. I would never want to be caught in such a situation. I thanked God that everyone I know was fine.
This time around, the reaction was swift. The police and ambulances were at ground zero (3 in this case) within 15 mins of the blast. All the eye-witnesses praised the police in dealing with the situation. They must have been good. They are not praised that often. The official statements were coming in at regular intervals always increasing the death and injury toll. But atleast there were statements! The emergency numbers were being flashed continuously. People were asked to maintain calm and stay at home.
I am glad that we can have such quick reactions. It’s better than the last time. But why do such instances take place again and again. In Mumbai’s case, once every two years. We never seem to be able to stop them. But kudos to the Mumbai police for swinging into action so soon.
Now, moving on to the political reactions. Every politician worth his bread and butter “CONDEMNED” the attacks. The word is fast becoming the most over-used word in the case of terrorist attacks in India. For that matter, even Pakistan CONDEMNED the blasts. Yeah, even PAKISTAN uses this word! So, anyways from the Prime minister to the taluka head of a remote village in the middle of nowhere, “CONDEMNED” these blasts and promised a detailed investigation into the blasts. They all promised to bring the culprits who did this heinous act of terror to justice and keep them as an honourary guest at our prisons and keep them happy for the rest of their lives. They said as it is the tax payers money is going to be eaten by us the politicians, may as well include these guests of state. Prime example – Kasab. Futhermore, the political brass was quick to add that they worry about how we live our life and not our lives. They have already embarked to make a rule to ban holding hands anywhere in public. They were quick to add that increasing the drinking age to 25 was the first step in constructing a better future as the current generation is so immature. Maybe, that’s why we keep voting for dumbasses like you! Get off your asses, do something useful with your time. Instead of increasing the drinking age, maybe give a lot more time and attention to internal security. You won’t be able to tell the people how to live their lives if there aren’t any left around.
I know the above para sounds like a Rant and it is a rant. I am sick and tired of politicians “COMDEMNING” the attacks. If we do compare USA and India on this scale, after 9/11, USA no terrorist attacks. India: every now and then. The apathy shown in such cases is appalling. There’s always the detailed investigation and even if someone is caught finally, they are treated like royalty.
I don’t know what will shake the Political class out of its present indifference to the common man’s life. Mumbai will be back on it’s feet AGAIN! Life goes on here. We “MOVE ON”. How many times do we have to “MOVE ON? It seems only God knows the answer to that question.
Keep safe everyone!
P.S: Yesterday according to some reports was Kasab's B'day. Go figure....
Friday, June 3, 2011
Failings
We are living in a time right now where Petrol is worth 70 bucks in Mumbai. When and how did it become seventy bucks. I still remember the days when petrol was just worth 50 bucks. Everything was cheaper back then. Anyways the oil companies increased prices twice in the last month. The government we selected should have done something about it, right? Something on the lines of controlling the price. When the price of petrol is increased, it leads to a domino effect where every essential commodity price also increases. Do we Indians have so much money that we can afford it?
Maybe the answer is “YES” but that money is stashed away in the Swiss Banks. There must be lakhs of crores of black money in the Swiss banks belonging to all Politicians and corrupt babus. Why hasn’t the government taken any steps retrieve it? And why are they trying to stop Baba Ramdev? He’s only asking about the black money.
Moving on, Whatever happened to the Lokpal Bill? There’s absolutely no development on that front apart from the government people in the committee trying to disrupt the talks. The govt has very good firefighters in Kapil Sibal and Digvijay Singh. If someone asks an uncomfortable question, one of these two often attack that person and try to undermine him. Good tactics, I must say!
This govt. was supposed to be the Common Man’s govt. And it is the common Man who is suffering the most. Why doesn’t Rahul Gandhi do anything about these failures of his govt.? Doesn’t he get some time away from his shenanigans to focus on something like this?
The govt. was pushed into taking action on the whole 3G spectrum case. If it wasn’t for the media who didn’t let this issue die down, A.Raja would still be roaming free and probably would still be the Telecom Minister. Same was the case with the Commonwealth games, the Adarsh society scam! If the media wasn’t adamant on getting the culprits to book, all of them would have been roaming free.
As far as the state govt. of Maharastra goes, what should I say? They have the time to pass a bill for increasing the legal drinking age to 25, but yesterday after a single pre-monsoon shower, all the street s got water logged, what did they do over the last one year?
Who is to blame in the end? It is Us, the people of India who vote for these guys who are too busy filling their own pockets than to actually work for what they have been selected. We have to change to bring about a change and the sooner we change, the better it is for the nation!
Maybe the answer is “YES” but that money is stashed away in the Swiss Banks. There must be lakhs of crores of black money in the Swiss banks belonging to all Politicians and corrupt babus. Why hasn’t the government taken any steps retrieve it? And why are they trying to stop Baba Ramdev? He’s only asking about the black money.
Moving on, Whatever happened to the Lokpal Bill? There’s absolutely no development on that front apart from the government people in the committee trying to disrupt the talks. The govt has very good firefighters in Kapil Sibal and Digvijay Singh. If someone asks an uncomfortable question, one of these two often attack that person and try to undermine him. Good tactics, I must say!
This govt. was supposed to be the Common Man’s govt. And it is the common Man who is suffering the most. Why doesn’t Rahul Gandhi do anything about these failures of his govt.? Doesn’t he get some time away from his shenanigans to focus on something like this?
The govt. was pushed into taking action on the whole 3G spectrum case. If it wasn’t for the media who didn’t let this issue die down, A.Raja would still be roaming free and probably would still be the Telecom Minister. Same was the case with the Commonwealth games, the Adarsh society scam! If the media wasn’t adamant on getting the culprits to book, all of them would have been roaming free.
As far as the state govt. of Maharastra goes, what should I say? They have the time to pass a bill for increasing the legal drinking age to 25, but yesterday after a single pre-monsoon shower, all the street s got water logged, what did they do over the last one year?
Who is to blame in the end? It is Us, the people of India who vote for these guys who are too busy filling their own pockets than to actually work for what they have been selected. We have to change to bring about a change and the sooner we change, the better it is for the nation!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
One Painful Air Journey
One of the hazards of travelling alone in a flight is that if the flight gets delayed, YOU ARE SCREWED!! If you happen to be flying from Mumbai, be absolutely sure to book a flight at around 3 in the night and if you are lucky, you might be able to avoid “TRAFFIC CONGESTION”.
I don’t understand how we can have traffic congestion at airports. Don’t the airports have the same number of flights coming in and going out on a particular day? If yes, then how the traffic congestion? For some unfathomable reason, The Mumbai airport seems to be functioning with only one runway. I mean, it’s supposed to be one of busiest in India and it has only 1 runway? Way to go to becoming a superpower on time (as the tag line goes for one of the stupid airlines). Actually the Mumbai airport has 2 runways but one of them has been “UNDER MAINTAINCE” for like, forever! How can a airport which sees so much density of air traffic have one of its runways not functioning on a Friday when so many people are flying out!
This is the 2nd time that this has happened to me. I waited at the airport for an extra hour and another hour and an half inside the aircraft just waiting for it to take-off! If this won’t get you pissed, what will? Wait, I know the answer to that as I am experiencing that problem right now. The answer ladies and gentlemen is annoying co-passengers! The dumbass sitting in my front can’t sit still for a moment and has been playing with his seat since the time he got in and then there’s the noisy Jackass troika sitting behind me. One of them actually on seeing that I was trying to connect to the net commented with such a witty comment “Net laga raha hai. Hope he opens some INTRESTING sites” I mean, really? I comment on people but that’s always in an undertone, not loud enough for all the people inside the aircraft to be able to hear it!
And finally, congrats to Go Air on killing the concept of AIR HOSTESSES. Right now there are 4 men serving the amazingly LOWLY priced food onboard! I am so bloody glad that I am returning by Kingfisher! Atleast, there will be air hostesses there. Fingers crossed for that!
I don’t understand how we can have traffic congestion at airports. Don’t the airports have the same number of flights coming in and going out on a particular day? If yes, then how the traffic congestion? For some unfathomable reason, The Mumbai airport seems to be functioning with only one runway. I mean, it’s supposed to be one of busiest in India and it has only 1 runway? Way to go to becoming a superpower on time (as the tag line goes for one of the stupid airlines). Actually the Mumbai airport has 2 runways but one of them has been “UNDER MAINTAINCE” for like, forever! How can a airport which sees so much density of air traffic have one of its runways not functioning on a Friday when so many people are flying out!
This is the 2nd time that this has happened to me. I waited at the airport for an extra hour and another hour and an half inside the aircraft just waiting for it to take-off! If this won’t get you pissed, what will? Wait, I know the answer to that as I am experiencing that problem right now. The answer ladies and gentlemen is annoying co-passengers! The dumbass sitting in my front can’t sit still for a moment and has been playing with his seat since the time he got in and then there’s the noisy Jackass troika sitting behind me. One of them actually on seeing that I was trying to connect to the net commented with such a witty comment “Net laga raha hai. Hope he opens some INTRESTING sites” I mean, really? I comment on people but that’s always in an undertone, not loud enough for all the people inside the aircraft to be able to hear it!
And finally, congrats to Go Air on killing the concept of AIR HOSTESSES. Right now there are 4 men serving the amazingly LOWLY priced food onboard! I am so bloody glad that I am returning by Kingfisher! Atleast, there will be air hostesses there. Fingers crossed for that!
Thursday, October 14, 2010
An Ode to LEGEN-wait for it- DARY “BARNEY STINSON”
I believe that who so ever reads this post on my blog has seen “How I met your mother” at least once in their life. If you haven’t, please take Chullu bhar paani and then do the needful.
Anyways, for people who follow HIMYM, you guys will know Barney Stinson. Awesome!! So Barney Stinson is a guy who’s SUITED UP all the time, is after every girl and is always AWESOME!! He infact has a whole playbook which lists all his tricks to bed the girls with maneuvers like “The Ted Mosby”, “The Lorenzo Von Matterhorn” and the best of them all “The Scuba Diver”. He is the scotch drinking, cigar smoking smooth talker who loves to play laser tag.
He’s one of the guys who is always ready with his opinion (unwanted most of the times), always up to a challenge (as his catch phase goes “Challenge accepted”) be it running the New York Marathon or getting laid in his overalls. He has bit of a gambling problem.
Although many people will think that Barney is without any morals but his life is governed by the “BRO CODE” and the various other rules created by him like the Lemon Law. Barney comes up with the most outlandish stories to score with women be it “I am an astronaut” or “I am a pitcher for New York Yankees”. He also has elaborate plans how to get rid of the girls the following morning.
Barney is also a great magician and his magic tricks are a sure way of getting the girls. He also speaks many languages and is very well connected. No one knows what he really does apart from the fact that he works for GNB (The most Evil Bank of the world in Marshall’s own words). He is surely the richest among all of the gang. He has an awesome video CV in which he comes up with the word “Possimpible”.
He’s a guy every guy one time or the other aspires to be. The best wingman in history and maybe Ted’s best friend. So, a day after the “SUIT UP” day, let’s try to be more AWESOME like Barney Stinson.
P.S: Here are a few of my favorite articles from the Bro Code:
ARTICLE 1:
Bros before hoes. I cannot stress this enough. Always remember, girlfriends come and go, but your boys are always there. Breaking this rule is to commit the cardinal sin against Team Testosterone.
ARTICLE 2:
Never drink the last beer, unless you’ve been granted specific permission that it’s OK.
ARTICLE 3:
If a girl falls into the following criteria, she is off limits forever until the end of time:
A. Was an ex-girlfriend
B. Your friend specifically told you he wanted her
C. Is your buddy’s sister (However, if it’s your buddy’s cousin, well she’s up for grabs, and you’re welcome to rub it in his face for years to come)
ARTICLE 4:
Never diss a guy whose team just lost a crushing game. Just leave it alone, it’s kinder to pick on them for a dead relative
ARTICLE 6:
If you get 2 tickets to the big game/gig/event, the priority list for granting the second ticket is as follows:
1. Your best friends (in order of how long you’ve known them)
2. Your acquaintances
3. Your co-workers
4. The mailman
5. The UPS guy
6. NASA
7. John Kerry
…
1,485,726. Your girlfriend
ARTICLE 7:
You are allowed to enjoy exactly one chick TV show, and one chick flick. You may have no more. And if you like Grease, well, we’re already too late
ARTICLE 8:
Birthday and Christmas presents for your guy friends are optional. Beer always makes a great gift
ARTICLE 12:
Standard shotgun rules are as follows:
A. Shotgun may only be called within full sight of the car
B. Shotgun must be called outside
C. Shotgun calls last approximately ten minutes
D. Shotgun never carries over to a second ride
ARTICLE 13:
NO PDA (Public Displays of Affection), even if John Legend says they just don’t care. I mean, congratulations, another girl can stand the sight of you. You don’t need to wear her like a ******* trophy.
ARTICLE 14:
It’s alright to cheat at any game where money isn’t involved. In certain circumstances, relationships may be classified as “games”.
ARTICLE 16:
Never openly question another guy’s sports wisdom, unless said information specifically pertains to your favorite team.
ARTICLE 17:
When out with the guys, never accept a call from your girlfriend—unless she’s dying or trapped under a burning fuel truck, and if that’s the case, make it quick
ARTICLE 20:
Bros before Hoes. I know, I already used it. I can’t stress it enough, though. It is absolutely infuriating how many of my guy friends have become insufferable dicks since they’ve gone out with someone
ARTICLE 21
Bros will not be assumed to be exclusive unless each has explicitly granted the other exclusive Bro rights. If a Bro is not exclusive then a Bro may have more than one Bro. However, upon becoming exclusive, said Bro must break any Bro ties with all other Bros.
ARTICLE 26:
A bro will, in a timely manner, alert his bro to the existence of a girl fight
ARTICLE 37
If one Bro calls another Bro a douche then said naming must be confirmed by another Bro even if the third Bro is a chick. This naming only requires a “second” by any Bro and does not require a majority vote by all Bros involved.
ARTICLE 40
Love thy neigh-bro
ARTICLE 53:
A Bro will, whenever possible, provide his Bro with protection
ARTICLE 58:
If a Bro, for whatever reason, becomes aware of another Bro’s girlfriend’s birthday and / or anniversary date, he shall endeavor to make that information available to his Bro, regardless whether he thinks his Bro already knows
ARTICLE 59:
One Bro makes a solo chick attack
A second Bro provides a crutch
A third Bro rounds out the pack
But a fourth Bro is one too much
ARTICLE 60:
Should a Bro be near to closing with a girl, his Bro shall do anything within his means to ensure the desired outcome, up to and including the seduction of said girl’s wildly unattractive cousin / friend / mother.
ARTICLE 62:
In the event that two Bros acquire the same target, the Bro with the longer dry spell has dibs. Should the dry spells be of equal length, a game of discreet roshambo shall determine the outcome.
ARTICLE 63:
In a scenario in which two or more Bros are engaged in entertainment of the adult variety, one Bro is forbidden from intentionally or unintentionally touching another Bro in ANY capacity, including but not limited to; the high five, the fist bump, or the congratulatory gluteal pat. Winking is also kind of a no-no.
ARTICLE 66:
If a Bro suffers pain from a permanent dissolution of a relationship with a lady friend, a Bro shall offer nothing more than a “that sucks, man” and copious quantities of beer
ARTICLE 67:
Should a Bro pick up a guitar at a party and commence playing, another Bro shall point out that he is a tool
ARTICLE 68:
If a Bro is on a hot streak, another Bro will do everything possibly to ensure its longevity, even if that includes jeopardizing his own records, the missing of work, or temporarily immigrating to a foreign country.
ARTICLE 80:
When in a slap bet thy bro must always obey the rules of the slap bet. If caught cheating in a slap bet the selected slap bet coordinator must rule the consequences of how many more slaps must be given to thy cheater
ARTICLE 87:
A Bro shall at all times say ‘Yes’
ARTICLE 89:
A Bro may never pursue the mom of another Bro. Be it here resolved that at no point is it permissible for one Bro to engage in carnal delicacies with another Bro’s mother. It is, however, allowed and encouraged for one Bro to graphically suggest to a Bro the athletic feats, animalia, and/or machinery utilized during a fictional encounter with his mom. Should a Bro discover his Bro is in fact adopted, he is free to pursue his Bro’s adoptive mother, but only after first corroborating non-biological parentage through notarized birth certificates, hospital records, or comparative deoxyribonucleic acid gel electrophoresis, whichever is easiest. Since the adopted Bro cannot legitimately claim to have shared a canal with his Bro,
ARTICLE 89 expressly prohibits the adopted Bro from invoking the Sloppy Second clause in any related filings with the International Court of Bros. Though the mom of a Bro is always off limits, the step-mom of a Bro is allowed if she initiates it and/or is wearing at least one article of leopard print clothing. If she looks good in it.
So, here the best Bro-Code Articles. Hope you guys enjoyed it.
So guys “SUIT UP!!"
Anyways, for people who follow HIMYM, you guys will know Barney Stinson. Awesome!! So Barney Stinson is a guy who’s SUITED UP all the time, is after every girl and is always AWESOME!! He infact has a whole playbook which lists all his tricks to bed the girls with maneuvers like “The Ted Mosby”, “The Lorenzo Von Matterhorn” and the best of them all “The Scuba Diver”. He is the scotch drinking, cigar smoking smooth talker who loves to play laser tag.
He’s one of the guys who is always ready with his opinion (unwanted most of the times), always up to a challenge (as his catch phase goes “Challenge accepted”) be it running the New York Marathon or getting laid in his overalls. He has bit of a gambling problem.
Although many people will think that Barney is without any morals but his life is governed by the “BRO CODE” and the various other rules created by him like the Lemon Law. Barney comes up with the most outlandish stories to score with women be it “I am an astronaut” or “I am a pitcher for New York Yankees”. He also has elaborate plans how to get rid of the girls the following morning.
Barney is also a great magician and his magic tricks are a sure way of getting the girls. He also speaks many languages and is very well connected. No one knows what he really does apart from the fact that he works for GNB (The most Evil Bank of the world in Marshall’s own words). He is surely the richest among all of the gang. He has an awesome video CV in which he comes up with the word “Possimpible”.
He’s a guy every guy one time or the other aspires to be. The best wingman in history and maybe Ted’s best friend. So, a day after the “SUIT UP” day, let’s try to be more AWESOME like Barney Stinson.
P.S: Here are a few of my favorite articles from the Bro Code:
ARTICLE 1:
Bros before hoes. I cannot stress this enough. Always remember, girlfriends come and go, but your boys are always there. Breaking this rule is to commit the cardinal sin against Team Testosterone.
ARTICLE 2:
Never drink the last beer, unless you’ve been granted specific permission that it’s OK.
ARTICLE 3:
If a girl falls into the following criteria, she is off limits forever until the end of time:
A. Was an ex-girlfriend
B. Your friend specifically told you he wanted her
C. Is your buddy’s sister (However, if it’s your buddy’s cousin, well she’s up for grabs, and you’re welcome to rub it in his face for years to come)
ARTICLE 4:
Never diss a guy whose team just lost a crushing game. Just leave it alone, it’s kinder to pick on them for a dead relative
ARTICLE 6:
If you get 2 tickets to the big game/gig/event, the priority list for granting the second ticket is as follows:
1. Your best friends (in order of how long you’ve known them)
2. Your acquaintances
3. Your co-workers
4. The mailman
5. The UPS guy
6. NASA
7. John Kerry
…
1,485,726. Your girlfriend
ARTICLE 7:
You are allowed to enjoy exactly one chick TV show, and one chick flick. You may have no more. And if you like Grease, well, we’re already too late
ARTICLE 8:
Birthday and Christmas presents for your guy friends are optional. Beer always makes a great gift
ARTICLE 12:
Standard shotgun rules are as follows:
A. Shotgun may only be called within full sight of the car
B. Shotgun must be called outside
C. Shotgun calls last approximately ten minutes
D. Shotgun never carries over to a second ride
ARTICLE 13:
NO PDA (Public Displays of Affection), even if John Legend says they just don’t care. I mean, congratulations, another girl can stand the sight of you. You don’t need to wear her like a ******* trophy.
ARTICLE 14:
It’s alright to cheat at any game where money isn’t involved. In certain circumstances, relationships may be classified as “games”.
ARTICLE 16:
Never openly question another guy’s sports wisdom, unless said information specifically pertains to your favorite team.
ARTICLE 17:
When out with the guys, never accept a call from your girlfriend—unless she’s dying or trapped under a burning fuel truck, and if that’s the case, make it quick
ARTICLE 20:
Bros before Hoes. I know, I already used it. I can’t stress it enough, though. It is absolutely infuriating how many of my guy friends have become insufferable dicks since they’ve gone out with someone
ARTICLE 21
Bros will not be assumed to be exclusive unless each has explicitly granted the other exclusive Bro rights. If a Bro is not exclusive then a Bro may have more than one Bro. However, upon becoming exclusive, said Bro must break any Bro ties with all other Bros.
ARTICLE 26:
A bro will, in a timely manner, alert his bro to the existence of a girl fight
ARTICLE 37
If one Bro calls another Bro a douche then said naming must be confirmed by another Bro even if the third Bro is a chick. This naming only requires a “second” by any Bro and does not require a majority vote by all Bros involved.
ARTICLE 40
Love thy neigh-bro
ARTICLE 53:
A Bro will, whenever possible, provide his Bro with protection
ARTICLE 58:
If a Bro, for whatever reason, becomes aware of another Bro’s girlfriend’s birthday and / or anniversary date, he shall endeavor to make that information available to his Bro, regardless whether he thinks his Bro already knows
ARTICLE 59:
One Bro makes a solo chick attack
A second Bro provides a crutch
A third Bro rounds out the pack
But a fourth Bro is one too much
ARTICLE 60:
Should a Bro be near to closing with a girl, his Bro shall do anything within his means to ensure the desired outcome, up to and including the seduction of said girl’s wildly unattractive cousin / friend / mother.
ARTICLE 62:
In the event that two Bros acquire the same target, the Bro with the longer dry spell has dibs. Should the dry spells be of equal length, a game of discreet roshambo shall determine the outcome.
ARTICLE 63:
In a scenario in which two or more Bros are engaged in entertainment of the adult variety, one Bro is forbidden from intentionally or unintentionally touching another Bro in ANY capacity, including but not limited to; the high five, the fist bump, or the congratulatory gluteal pat. Winking is also kind of a no-no.
ARTICLE 66:
If a Bro suffers pain from a permanent dissolution of a relationship with a lady friend, a Bro shall offer nothing more than a “that sucks, man” and copious quantities of beer
ARTICLE 67:
Should a Bro pick up a guitar at a party and commence playing, another Bro shall point out that he is a tool
ARTICLE 68:
If a Bro is on a hot streak, another Bro will do everything possibly to ensure its longevity, even if that includes jeopardizing his own records, the missing of work, or temporarily immigrating to a foreign country.
ARTICLE 80:
When in a slap bet thy bro must always obey the rules of the slap bet. If caught cheating in a slap bet the selected slap bet coordinator must rule the consequences of how many more slaps must be given to thy cheater
ARTICLE 87:
A Bro shall at all times say ‘Yes’
ARTICLE 89:
A Bro may never pursue the mom of another Bro. Be it here resolved that at no point is it permissible for one Bro to engage in carnal delicacies with another Bro’s mother. It is, however, allowed and encouraged for one Bro to graphically suggest to a Bro the athletic feats, animalia, and/or machinery utilized during a fictional encounter with his mom. Should a Bro discover his Bro is in fact adopted, he is free to pursue his Bro’s adoptive mother, but only after first corroborating non-biological parentage through notarized birth certificates, hospital records, or comparative deoxyribonucleic acid gel electrophoresis, whichever is easiest. Since the adopted Bro cannot legitimately claim to have shared a canal with his Bro,
ARTICLE 89 expressly prohibits the adopted Bro from invoking the Sloppy Second clause in any related filings with the International Court of Bros. Though the mom of a Bro is always off limits, the step-mom of a Bro is allowed if she initiates it and/or is wearing at least one article of leopard print clothing. If she looks good in it.
So, here the best Bro-Code Articles. Hope you guys enjoyed it.
So guys “SUIT UP!!"
Thursday, July 8, 2010
I MISS….
I haven’t done any cribbing for a long long time now. And everything has been boiling inside of me. So I thought of letting it all out on my blog because I know nobody reads it anyway, so my misgivings will go unnoticed (Thank God for that). Anyways, without much further ado, here’s a list of 50 things I miss:
1) I miss my home.
2) I miss my family.
3) I miss Ranchi.
4) I miss DPS.
5) I miss my school friends.
6) I miss driving my car.
7) I miss hanging out with my friends at my place after school playing carom or hockey or just chatting.
8) I miss my dogs.
9) I miss sleeping on the last bench of my physics tuitions.
10)I miss those wonderful scooter rides in the evening.
11)I miss having cold-drinks in the evening with my friends.
12)I miss the mad rush for each other’s tiffin during recess.
13)I miss the last bench.
14)I miss sitting at our bus stop and discussing everything under the sun.
15)I miss Kaveri.
16)I miss playing cricket on terrace in the night under the lights.
17)I miss all the unnecessary telephone chats.
18)I miss the return gifts of the b’day parties.
19)I miss the school picnics.
20)I miss the month long holidays.
21)I miss my hostel.
22)I miss my hostel friends.
23)I miss the hostel days.
24)I miss writing assignments in the lectures.
25)I miss all the booze nights.
26)I miss Native Roots.
27)I miss Manohar Mishtan.
28)I miss crispy chicken of Meenakshi.
29)I miss those heart-to-heart talks in the middle of the night.
30)I miss going from room to room looking for a new movie.
31)I miss just sitting there in 308 and listening to music.
32)I miss those walks to the tapri after every meal.
33)I miss French fries of my hostel mess.
34)I miss sitting in canteen and wasting time in college.
35)I miss the bus-rides to college and the lifts while coming back to hostel.
36)I miss the late nights at my hostel.
37)I miss interface.
38)I miss batch 3.
39)I miss my desks in interface.
40)I miss the small rickshaw drive from my place to Interface.
41)I miss being a skeleton.
42)I miss the jokes.
43)I miss travelling from Napean Sea Road to work.
44)I miss the Napean Sea Road apartment.
45)I miss my Uncle in Mumbai.
46)I miss South Bombay.
47)I miss Regal and Eros.
48)I miss bowling at Phoenix Mills.
49)I miss the laughter.
50)I miss……….MYSELF.
1) I miss my home.
2) I miss my family.
3) I miss Ranchi.
4) I miss DPS.
5) I miss my school friends.
6) I miss driving my car.
7) I miss hanging out with my friends at my place after school playing carom or hockey or just chatting.
8) I miss my dogs.
9) I miss sleeping on the last bench of my physics tuitions.
10)I miss those wonderful scooter rides in the evening.
11)I miss having cold-drinks in the evening with my friends.
12)I miss the mad rush for each other’s tiffin during recess.
13)I miss the last bench.
14)I miss sitting at our bus stop and discussing everything under the sun.
15)I miss Kaveri.
16)I miss playing cricket on terrace in the night under the lights.
17)I miss all the unnecessary telephone chats.
18)I miss the return gifts of the b’day parties.
19)I miss the school picnics.
20)I miss the month long holidays.
21)I miss my hostel.
22)I miss my hostel friends.
23)I miss the hostel days.
24)I miss writing assignments in the lectures.
25)I miss all the booze nights.
26)I miss Native Roots.
27)I miss Manohar Mishtan.
28)I miss crispy chicken of Meenakshi.
29)I miss those heart-to-heart talks in the middle of the night.
30)I miss going from room to room looking for a new movie.
31)I miss just sitting there in 308 and listening to music.
32)I miss those walks to the tapri after every meal.
33)I miss French fries of my hostel mess.
34)I miss sitting in canteen and wasting time in college.
35)I miss the bus-rides to college and the lifts while coming back to hostel.
36)I miss the late nights at my hostel.
37)I miss interface.
38)I miss batch 3.
39)I miss my desks in interface.
40)I miss the small rickshaw drive from my place to Interface.
41)I miss being a skeleton.
42)I miss the jokes.
43)I miss travelling from Napean Sea Road to work.
44)I miss the Napean Sea Road apartment.
45)I miss my Uncle in Mumbai.
46)I miss South Bombay.
47)I miss Regal and Eros.
48)I miss bowling at Phoenix Mills.
49)I miss the laughter.
50)I miss……….MYSELF.
Friday, May 14, 2010
BACK IN TIME
Yesterday one of my friends called me up who is doing his MS from the US of A. We were very thick friends in school and till now we are. I don’t know what’s it about my school friends but whenever I talk to any one of them, I feel calm. That’s maybe because we have spent too much time together in the past and shared some really unforgettable moments. I sometimes really wish that I could go back in time and live through school again. Maybe not the thing like exams and stuff but certainly all the good times.
The times were so simpler then. We only had to worry about doing well in exams. Apart from that everything was taken care of and we didn’t have any other worries. Okay, maybe some issues like “I really like this girl” or something on similar lines. As I said earlier “Simpler Times”.
Today when I look back, I smile on my school days. My school gave me my best friends, friends I would keep for the rest of my life, friends with whom I could share anything with and who wouldn’t judge me, friends who had my back, friends who go to any lengths to help me out and I will go out to any lengths to help them out.
I still remember my 1st day at DPS. Anju ma’am took me to class 3-B where I met the most amazing people whom I have the honour of calling my friends. Coming into a new school and settling in can be very stressful. Especially for a kid who was so shy that he couldn’t even talk properly (that was me BTW). But the way you guys made sure I felt a part of the group was amazing. All my friends were in DPS since Prep. So they were already well set. But welcoming an outsider to the group was just……well…all I can say is “Thank You guys”.
As the time went by we all became a more exclusive group. All of us from Ashok Nagar always hanged out together after school playing cricket or just roaming about looking at girls. I can still remember all of us on our cycles riding through the roads of Ashok Nagar, having cold-drinks in the evening after playing cricket, playing carom at my place, TT at the club, hockey in my room (awesome fun) and many other things like Kittu trying to teach Utkarsh chemistry.
As we grew older we started going to Shyamli and SAIL colonies. Some of my best friends were from these colonies. Too many memories from these places also. Actually too many to point out any one of them.
And there are many memories from school also. Utkarsh and Gagan fighting, Ravi asking me on my 2nd day of school “Nikhil….what’s your name?”(I know for a fact that Ravi won’t remember this), the great red and white bravery award incident, the rakhi tragedy, the class picnics, Uts’s love story, many other love stories also for that matter.
I am what I am today is because of my friends from school. They took a really shy kid who couldn’t even talk when someone he didn’t know was in the room and turned him to one of the most talkative persons. My friends made me believe that I was not just some random kid. I felt special with them. I still feel like I own this world when I meet these guys. Sadly, now it’s not that frequently.
So, in the end I would end this piece by saying that thanks a lot guys….if it wasn’t for you guys, I would have still been a shy kid who would freeze up every time he had to speak with a stranger. I miss you guys a lot. Thanks for all the wonderful memories. And yes, if I had a chance I would surely go back in time and live through school again without any complains.
The times were so simpler then. We only had to worry about doing well in exams. Apart from that everything was taken care of and we didn’t have any other worries. Okay, maybe some issues like “I really like this girl” or something on similar lines. As I said earlier “Simpler Times”.
Today when I look back, I smile on my school days. My school gave me my best friends, friends I would keep for the rest of my life, friends with whom I could share anything with and who wouldn’t judge me, friends who had my back, friends who go to any lengths to help me out and I will go out to any lengths to help them out.
I still remember my 1st day at DPS. Anju ma’am took me to class 3-B where I met the most amazing people whom I have the honour of calling my friends. Coming into a new school and settling in can be very stressful. Especially for a kid who was so shy that he couldn’t even talk properly (that was me BTW). But the way you guys made sure I felt a part of the group was amazing. All my friends were in DPS since Prep. So they were already well set. But welcoming an outsider to the group was just……well…all I can say is “Thank You guys”.
As the time went by we all became a more exclusive group. All of us from Ashok Nagar always hanged out together after school playing cricket or just roaming about looking at girls. I can still remember all of us on our cycles riding through the roads of Ashok Nagar, having cold-drinks in the evening after playing cricket, playing carom at my place, TT at the club, hockey in my room (awesome fun) and many other things like Kittu trying to teach Utkarsh chemistry.
As we grew older we started going to Shyamli and SAIL colonies. Some of my best friends were from these colonies. Too many memories from these places also. Actually too many to point out any one of them.
And there are many memories from school also. Utkarsh and Gagan fighting, Ravi asking me on my 2nd day of school “Nikhil….what’s your name?”(I know for a fact that Ravi won’t remember this), the great red and white bravery award incident, the rakhi tragedy, the class picnics, Uts’s love story, many other love stories also for that matter.
I am what I am today is because of my friends from school. They took a really shy kid who couldn’t even talk when someone he didn’t know was in the room and turned him to one of the most talkative persons. My friends made me believe that I was not just some random kid. I felt special with them. I still feel like I own this world when I meet these guys. Sadly, now it’s not that frequently.
So, in the end I would end this piece by saying that thanks a lot guys….if it wasn’t for you guys, I would have still been a shy kid who would freeze up every time he had to speak with a stranger. I miss you guys a lot. Thanks for all the wonderful memories. And yes, if I had a chance I would surely go back in time and live through school again without any complains.
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