Break a leg

Life has gotten boring..:(..oh so boring..my toenails are growing at a faster pace.Hence i start blogging again. And im guessing your equally bored...i mean... you're actually reading this . Anyways you've already proved a point..so don't stop reading now.The cause of this boredom dates way way back to about ,roughly three days.If you read the last post you'd know i got whacked by my 'friends' under the pretext of my birthday.And iv'e been out to kick ever since.But sadly , in this story prey became predator and predator became bed-ridden . This guy called grammar wakes me up at twelve and calls me to kick bazooka(excuse the names,but they aren't my idea) .In my defense i was half asleep, blood-thirsty and disoriented , so you can't really blame me. I ran, i whacked, i fell.I got his back bone instead of his bum.Next thing i knew i was playing hopscotch till the hospital.And all he had to do was rub ointment...On the bright side i got a week's holiday , which looked awesome when i got it , but now...(read the first line) I missed my CY1020 mid-semester (i can't even express me regret...so im not going to.:P).I also missed one kick ass holi party... at least thats what i thought till i saw the rad pics .

A group of half-naked guys rolling in the mud together rubbing powder on each other running around in a forest\m/.... Oh ya.. livin the dream.. :P

the day numbered 6575...

My mom always told me ....."the path from childhood to manhood is often a treacherous one".... and full credit goes to iit for showing me that ....the hard way....on the auspiscious occasion of my eighteenth birthday my friends decided to highlight my passage into manhood with a friendly peaceful get-together......and pats on the back eventually lead to kicks on the ass...thats when that fine line differentiating castration and birthday bumps gets highlighted ....on a more serious note...when someone walks in with a hockey stick siging happy b'day to you.... RUN....coming back to the original story...so what started at a small circle of twelve odd people evolved to a mad mob of fifty..i personally have no clue from where everyone turned up.....its amazing how many people you can find roaming about joblesly at twelve midnight..in the sense..you dont find such attendance even for role calls...people started pulling my pants of .....and the next thing i knew i was airborne and getting the crap whacked out of me...thank god im big... if i was any smaller im pretty sure my bum would be concave by now...or convex...ummm...whichever way it shouldnt be...three rounds of but whacking fun...once everyone was sure they had their shoe size imprinted on my ass they let me go....and then began...sleeping on my stomach...sitting on my thighs standing and riding my cycle...and dont even get me started on indian style toilets....oh well the silver lining ...round 2 is 365 days away...and thankyou everyone...for making it a very....memorable birthday..:P

The three idiots

Nope this isn't the review...Enough and more losers are working on that..But i did see the movie and i loved it..This is much more hilarious...you see...getting drunk is one thing..getting drunk-making out with some random guy-waking up in a parking lot in your underwear- not even remembering what happened to you- now that's how you do it....By the way,nor is this a trailer for hangover-2..Its based on real life stupidity...Now i need to name my character's so i'll randomly call them Talvar,Smilie and Staple.It was new year's eve and "understandably" these three wanted to get drunk...so they pay around 3 grand to get into this party...where they find nothing but drinks...and being money minded IITians they drank their weight in booze ( Smilie would've drank twice his weight)...with that ceases all rational thinking...all three got kicked out by two...along with other like-minded individuals...the cops arrived with sticks and its all a blur...THE NEXT MORNING:
STAPLE:
One of our three young heroes gets up in a parking lot.He instinctively looks at his watch to see the time.Its missing!!All of a sudden he feels very airy....
TALVAR:
The other one gets up safe and sound in his room,right on his bed as usual...turns to his side...his eyes widen..he raises his eyebrow..there's a knocking on the door...
SMILIE:
No one really knows what happened to the third fellow..I wouldn't be to surprised if he made out with a bunch of baboons .Surprisingly he is in his room in the morning...hale and hearty.....He did vomit thrice that day...but all is well....
STAPLE:
He looks down...and he saw more than what he wanted to....he was standing in his underwear in the middle of a parking lot...His clothes were wet and they were lying next to him..so he decided against wearing them(the perfectly natural thing to do)...his wallet was missing,and with that all his cash,his ID,i dont think he had anything else on him....he parades down the road stark naked..gets an auto goes back to the hotel...goes back 2 his room..just to find talvar in bed with some other guy...
And thats how the story ends...well atleast that's all they were willing to disclose...

The naked guy....
The gay(happy) one...


the one who just cant remember..:P



DISCLAIMER: All the charecters in this blog are purely imaginary and fictious and any resemblance of any person dead or alive with any of the people/animals in this blog is purely coincidential and unintentional...;)