Ab murdey bi honge zinda…

We had ad-mad show in our college. First things first, our team stood first. Thank you, please no need to clap. Rules of the game were simple. Every class had to demonstrate any one ad (which can be funny) created by the team in 5 minutes. So, we did an ad on perfume – the shamshan deo. The concept was really funny, that everyone ended laughing and hurting their stomach. The plot was a dead body surrounded by family members and relatives, in short, we emulated a death scene. However, the trick was that one of the friends of dead guy enters into the scene and sigh about the badbu coming from the dead body. Then he spray our shamshaan deo on him and murda zinda ho jata hai. Very true to our slogan – Ab murde bi honge zinda…

What was my role? Bhai I was the concept maker, not really. Actually I had to introduce the ad and end the ad with the slogan, which I did so badly, that if audience were really listening me properly they would end up pulling out their hairs. But success of the ad overshadowed my this blunder.

Though I had prepared the introduction speech, but never mind, last minute changes and switching of language from English-to-hindi screwed up the whole thing. Even my communictaion lecturer pointed it out to me. But then who cares… holding and lifting a trophy is a great pleasure in itself – like kapil paji did in 1983 cricket world cup, and I did everytime we had a function in our school – not really – I used to hold and lift the trophy and give it to the chief guest so he can give it to the winner, I was used as a helping hand. :)

Then I also got a certificate… it smells… smells… like aloo k paranthe. And I really fell in love with my certificate. When they handed over it to me, I caressed it with love like a father do to the new born baby… ah my munna… never mind… I thought of framing it and hanging it on the wall in my room. So everyday I could pranam it when I wake up and show it to everyone who thinks that I am a lazy ass.

I ended the prize winning competition with this sher (bhai hum bi thodi bahut shero-shaiyari kar lete hain )

Wo or honge jinki kashti me,
Pani padte hi duub jaye;
Hum wo hai jo sumandar se,
Kehte hain ki apni aukat me rahe…

Valentine's day...

Umm… I am so lazy… I open my only one eye lid… uh where my watch is… looking for it ah… 6:30 AM in the morning. A very happy Valentines day to me. I look for light – no electricity. Quick decision in split second. I won’t be going to college. Why? No light means no electricity means no geezer means no hot water means no bathing means bad odour all the day means girls running away from me means bad valentine day. Take a breathe. I just want to say I don’t want to have bad Valentines Day.

I like sleeping, so I did until 10:00 am in the morning. After waking up, went through the regular brushing, bathing (light was back by then, damn local electricity department), changing, television, fighting (for the remote, of course) and finally getting bored. I think nothing special about this valentine day. Why these people make such hypes? I thought until my friend called me up “Hi! Dude, where are you? I am waiting in the park. Come let’s do some fun. Local guys are protesting against valentine day, why not join them?” (Our India is a country of protests; we like to protest, demonstrate, revolt continuously about something without ever stopping. Even if we have no reason, so what, we invent our own reasons. Many people say we try to ape west, and valentine day is also a part n parcel of westernization. So, on Valentines Day many people protested against it blah blah blah)

As I reached the park, a guy was distributing free posters “Stop Valentine. Save Culture”, “Say no to Valentine Day, preserve cultural values”. I grabbed one from it, and stood in a line, next to my friend, as I whispered, “Why we are here? I want to celebrate it and I am not against it.” He gave me a silly look, “Celebrate? With whom? You don’t have a girl friend” I replied, “but you have, then why are you against it. Go celebrate it with your gal” “Shut up, you idiot, I am here because I am against it. What valentine day, I have to spend my whole pocket money on buying gifts for a silly girl who keep calling me to remind that she’s my girl friend and keep crying ‘I can never understand her’.” He Explained.

Then I asked another guy, “Why on the earth you are so against the valentine day?” he explained he hates some guy and that guy has flower shop. So, during this season (i.e. valentine) his business starts booming, I want valentine day to be stopped, so his business get sucked. I discovered later on, none of them was against valentine day. Oh I forgot to introduce another guy, name not known, but he is here protesting with us because his wife really makes him sick. He just wants to time pass, so he has came here to protest.
We did lot of things, we hacked valentine cards into small pieces and burnt them, we razed buildings, burned flowers, made traffic jam and a lot like that. And when I was tired I returned home.

Sitting on bed, I picked my phone and called my girl friend, “Hello, sweet heart, happy valentines day”. LOL. I lied the last one.

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Hi, Everybody. Thanks for coming on my 360. I will soon be updating it with more content. Anyway, I discovered 360 ( beta ) about 2-3 months ago. But When I opted to register with it, it refused. Why? because I was not 18 years old. But now Im. I just became 18 years old on 29th of August. Well, I didn't celeberated it with great fervour. But I really enjoyed it being 18 years old. Now I can do everything, I wanted to do. You know what, I always wanted to be an adult. Guess what? I can apply for my driving license and will get a voting card too. I can vote.
Umm... I think that is enough.