10-11:15 Am on 11th Mar'09
Shortest Holi ever for me, it started and ended pretty soon. But we won.
We won over the Kala Bandar of exams, quizzes, tension of assignments of the two end terms tomorrow.
But still Kala Bandar managed to win over a few... :(
Still BH and GH celebrated a quick, nice, rangeen, kichad bhari Holi. As always we have had maximum fun when the batch has been together.
Last year was a classic Holi, rooftop in Bangalore, sipping Kailasa made Thandai, Mithai and then drinking beer basking in sunlight, ekdum Shawshank Redemption ishtyle :)
Wishing a Happy Holi to everyone visiting the Blog.
Showing posts with label Mumbai. Show all posts
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Vada-Pav, Totos and ... Girls :)
Vada Pav is God's Own Food in Mumbai. Have gulped thousands of them since being in Mumbai, it comes in various formats and my favorite one is one near NM (Vile Parle) and at Shetty's in front of my college gate.
This place in Bandra, Totos- Garage Pub is really quite nice. The first time I was there back in Aug'08 with my friend we ended up standing on a small table on the side, enjoying the view of tonnes of good looking girls on the Table on View, and obviously having Beer :). I really like the place, a Chicken Roll near Carter Road CCD and a Brownie nearby always precedes the events at Totos. Overall good place...
Girls... well I hardly have had any luck with them... lets not talk... ;)
Kissa-1:
Sometime in August, me along with two of my friends, goto Totos. We drink a bit and then come across few of my friends juniors from his college. So we sit and share the table. Enter this girl, who we all know has to be good (otherwise the story won't be told :)), who comes and sits with us (seems she knows someone among the Juniors). So everyone is talking and fortunately I get a seat in front of her which gives me the freedom to talk with her for ages (it was just two hours:)). Ahha, and her boyfriend too ... he was sitting next to me. But who cares, the girl was good, enough :D
So when all the bills were cleared, she leaves a Rs. 10 tip (or maybe 20, I was drunk, but my bill was already cleared) . I told her why Tip, I think I brought a Pitcher to the Table too, why not Tip me.
"What would you do with this?"... kuch nahi, mujhe tip do, isse vada-pav khaaunga :)
Shocked and Stunned, she Tipped me :), my friend who was the closest linked to her was hiding his face and all other laughing. Don't know why they were, because I kept the note and had an awesome vada-pav of it the next day :)...
Kissa-2:
She is a nice and pretty girl, (self claimed hottie, which I dont agree :P), He is the CUTEst kid in the batch (so much so kid that he was asked for AGE proof at Totos :)). I thought will do them both a favour.
I two years of Vada Pav- for Preety Girl given that she takes Cutest Boy and introduces him to the CUTEst girl at Totos and helps him to hit on the Cutest Girl :). (No one knows who the CUTEst Girl was, rest two are friends )
Cutest Girl was sitting in a corner (with no boys around). So again will the vada pav make it, or break it. I offered Pretty Girl Beer, she refused, but then when I offered her Vada Pav, she agreed. So she took him to meet the CUTEst girl, and the rest as they say was LEGEN...DARY (Barney Stinson's Blog)
Kissa 3:
My friend enginerd was roaming in Bombay it was the day of Chatt and thousands were performing Pooja on Juhu Beach, enginerd was there too, to have a glimpse of Priyanka Chopra who apprantely was there too. I divert him to this party of bloggers (also on http://www.thevoiceinmyhead.com/2006/10/29/mandira-meets-bloggywood/) hosted by my once favorite blogger (once because I hardly read anything nowadays :)). As I was lucky enough to get invited, I thought if I am in Bangalore why doesn't my friend get the chance to have a bit of fun.
But the passing of invite came at a cost, I asked enginerd to buy 4 vadpavs from NM (or mithibai) get them packed and hand it over to the hostess. Surely something that she would remember for quite some time :) (in a party where people are bringing wine and flowers over, that was surely a differentiating factor :)).
2 years later at my college canteen I see her sitting ( i never met her but wrote for her blog sometimes long back), so I go and meet her, and remind her of the vada-pav. She recognises me on the basis of Vada Pav :) and then she remembers me as desh and then we talk :).
Conclusion:
Girls come and go, a vada-pav is forever :P
This place in Bandra, Totos- Garage Pub is really quite nice. The first time I was there back in Aug'08 with my friend we ended up standing on a small table on the side, enjoying the view of tonnes of good looking girls on the Table on View, and obviously having Beer :). I really like the place, a Chicken Roll near Carter Road CCD and a Brownie nearby always precedes the events at Totos. Overall good place...
Girls... well I hardly have had any luck with them... lets not talk... ;)
Kissa-1:
Sometime in August, me along with two of my friends, goto Totos. We drink a bit and then come across few of my friends juniors from his college. So we sit and share the table. Enter this girl, who we all know has to be good (otherwise the story won't be told :)), who comes and sits with us (seems she knows someone among the Juniors). So everyone is talking and fortunately I get a seat in front of her which gives me the freedom to talk with her for ages (it was just two hours:)). Ahha, and her boyfriend too ... he was sitting next to me. But who cares, the girl was good, enough :D
So when all the bills were cleared, she leaves a Rs. 10 tip (or maybe 20, I was drunk, but my bill was already cleared) . I told her why Tip, I think I brought a Pitcher to the Table too, why not Tip me.
"What would you do with this?"... kuch nahi, mujhe tip do, isse vada-pav khaaunga :)
Shocked and Stunned, she Tipped me :), my friend who was the closest linked to her was hiding his face and all other laughing. Don't know why they were, because I kept the note and had an awesome vada-pav of it the next day :)...
Kissa-2:
She is a nice and pretty girl, (self claimed hottie, which I dont agree :P), He is the CUTEst kid in the batch (so much so kid that he was asked for AGE proof at Totos :)). I thought will do them both a favour.
I two years of Vada Pav- for Preety Girl given that she takes Cutest Boy and introduces him to the CUTEst girl at Totos and helps him to hit on the Cutest Girl :). (No one knows who the CUTEst Girl was, rest two are friends )
Cutest Girl was sitting in a corner (with no boys around). So again will the vada pav make it, or break it. I offered Pretty Girl Beer, she refused, but then when I offered her Vada Pav, she agreed. So she took him to meet the CUTEst girl, and the rest as they say was LEGEN...DARY (Barney Stinson's Blog)
Kissa 3:
My friend enginerd was roaming in Bombay it was the day of Chatt and thousands were performing Pooja on Juhu Beach, enginerd was there too, to have a glimpse of Priyanka Chopra who apprantely was there too. I divert him to this party of bloggers (also on http://www.thevoiceinmyhead.com/2006/10/29/mandira-meets-bloggywood/) hosted by my once favorite blogger (once because I hardly read anything nowadays :)). As I was lucky enough to get invited, I thought if I am in Bangalore why doesn't my friend get the chance to have a bit of fun.
But the passing of invite came at a cost, I asked enginerd to buy 4 vadpavs from NM (or mithibai) get them packed and hand it over to the hostess. Surely something that she would remember for quite some time :) (in a party where people are bringing wine and flowers over, that was surely a differentiating factor :)).
2 years later at my college canteen I see her sitting ( i never met her but wrote for her blog sometimes long back), so I go and meet her, and remind her of the vada-pav. She recognises me on the basis of Vada Pav :) and then she remembers me as desh and then we talk :).
Conclusion:
Girls come and go, a vada-pav is forever :P
Saturday, December 20, 2008
10 Hour Sleep...Kidding Ain't You!!!
Tired mind, tired soul, tired body, sitting in a lecture and looking at the red layer forming on my eyes is a habit now, it was the same tomorrow, my friend lal saying me that my eyes have turned lal, a quiz to attend (not the regular B-School Acad Quiz, but a general Quiz for a change), walk crazily back to the hostel, drink a chai and the 82gm Parle-G, go to room, another "Online" B-School event to work on, another unsuccessful attempt, eat dinner which has turned extremely boring nowadays and...
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Roomie wake me up at 12, I know I always say that but surely wake me up, have loads to study, me putting an alarm too...gnite
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
A Foggy room, smell of rain, nice and cool feeling, "The Straight Drive is his favorite shot, they not that, we know that", the sound of Mark Nicholas from Cricket 2007, the mobile says its 11:45, roomie1 and another guy from my wing onto Cricket, they love EA Sports Cricket07 here and it has caught on with lot of people recently, roomie2 studying most probably what looks like FM, I wake up, sit and sit for 5 mins, I do some badbad and say that I am very tired and want to sleep. I spend five mins thinking about what to do next, and then think why not just lie down for five more minutes...
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Looks like a nice long shopping street, like "The Mall Road" on every Hill Station, its nice and cool, I am walking, but why alone, I have no clue. Oh, how come he is here, he and his wife, I am meeting them for the first time after his marriage, he still seems the same.
"Sorry yaar I couldn't make it to your wedding, how could I have, I have no time"
"It seems thats the only line you have picked up after going to a b-school"
I don't talk to his wife and both of them just walk away...
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
An office, I don't know where it is, looks like a decent enough one, nice and clean, a sort of a bluish-saawariya-ish tinge to the whole place, I fail to understand why am I here. Hey I know her, I know her for sure, its the same ...hmm wait, cant really make out her face, its a bit blurred, infact everything is blurred.
A change in office from Salt Lake Kolkata to Mumbai is required, she is not getting it, we meet talk about it and start walking. Keep Walking as the good old Johny said (Diageo's Johny :)). Nice Breeze, great weather, me doing bakbak as I always do, she responding sometimes as she always did!!! Hand in Hand, the touch of her hands, we talk for about 15 mins or so whooffff she goes...
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Aaah, the pleasure of a stiffness in the body when you wake up after long time (I just cant imagine what would have happened to Rip Van Winkle), roomie 1 still sleeping, roomie 2 sitting straight with his chadar on his head (in a meditating pose), nice breeze flowing through the window. It seems it rained at night, aaaah, the smell of Fresh Air, for the first time in ages. Pre-Reads and assignments, chuck it yaar, its 7:45, lecture starts at 9, anyway can't do it.
It feels great to sleep for 10 hours sometimes, especially in a b-school where the only thing we lack is that, had a fresh day with no sleeping in lecture today, and even the weather is good with slight helpings of Rain making the day every pleasant.
And see, sometimes sleep is the only time where my imagination runs wild nowadays, it used to different before...
200201094 was surely much enjoyable and relaxing than PGP-08-003 (my GTalk status nowadays)
p.s.- Please no Freudian Interpretation of Dreams or Jungian for that matter, I tried reading the first one unsuccesfully and the second one too slightly, both not successful...
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Roomie wake me up at 12, I know I always say that but surely wake me up, have loads to study, me putting an alarm too...gnite
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
A Foggy room, smell of rain, nice and cool feeling, "The Straight Drive is his favorite shot, they not that, we know that", the sound of Mark Nicholas from Cricket 2007, the mobile says its 11:45, roomie1 and another guy from my wing onto Cricket, they love EA Sports Cricket07 here and it has caught on with lot of people recently, roomie2 studying most probably what looks like FM, I wake up, sit and sit for 5 mins, I do some badbad and say that I am very tired and want to sleep. I spend five mins thinking about what to do next, and then think why not just lie down for five more minutes...
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Looks like a nice long shopping street, like "The Mall Road" on every Hill Station, its nice and cool, I am walking, but why alone, I have no clue. Oh, how come he is here, he and his wife, I am meeting them for the first time after his marriage, he still seems the same.
"Sorry yaar I couldn't make it to your wedding, how could I have, I have no time"
"It seems thats the only line you have picked up after going to a b-school"
I don't talk to his wife and both of them just walk away...
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
An office, I don't know where it is, looks like a decent enough one, nice and clean, a sort of a bluish-saawariya-ish tinge to the whole place, I fail to understand why am I here. Hey I know her, I know her for sure, its the same ...hmm wait, cant really make out her face, its a bit blurred, infact everything is blurred.
A change in office from Salt Lake Kolkata to Mumbai is required, she is not getting it, we meet talk about it and start walking. Keep Walking as the good old Johny said (Diageo's Johny :)). Nice Breeze, great weather, me doing bakbak as I always do, she responding sometimes as she always did!!! Hand in Hand, the touch of her hands, we talk for about 15 mins or so whooffff she goes...
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Sleep...Sleep...Sleep
Aaah, the pleasure of a stiffness in the body when you wake up after long time (I just cant imagine what would have happened to Rip Van Winkle), roomie 1 still sleeping, roomie 2 sitting straight with his chadar on his head (in a meditating pose), nice breeze flowing through the window. It seems it rained at night, aaaah, the smell of Fresh Air, for the first time in ages. Pre-Reads and assignments, chuck it yaar, its 7:45, lecture starts at 9, anyway can't do it.
It feels great to sleep for 10 hours sometimes, especially in a b-school where the only thing we lack is that, had a fresh day with no sleeping in lecture today, and even the weather is good with slight helpings of Rain making the day every pleasant.
And see, sometimes sleep is the only time where my imagination runs wild nowadays, it used to different before...
200201094 was surely much enjoyable and relaxing than PGP-08-003 (my GTalk status nowadays)
p.s.- Please no Freudian Interpretation of Dreams or Jungian for that matter, I tried reading the first one unsuccesfully and the second one too slightly, both not successful...
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
First month at...
I am a month old in this MBA thing today, just woke up to the sound of the Jhaaduwaala on a lazy Thursday morning. The only day that I remember nowadays, about the rest I am pretty oblivious. Have lost the sense of days, always feel sleepy, get bored in the classes quite often, sleep in classes, have to attend them all, dont get much time to roam around in Mumbai and I am still to meet few of my dearest friends here due to lack of time.
But still I am loving it, although MBA is much much different from the pre-conceived notions of yours truly, it needed a slight adjustment in my strategy to approach it, hopefully I am tweaking it right.
Don't think I am all that bored and down and out, this is the way we live, infact this is a new way of enjoying things, and last month has been great with lots and lots of interesting stuff happening. Few of the highlights being,
Right now a trip to Khandala today is all that I am looking for... :)
But still I am loving it, although MBA is much much different from the pre-conceived notions of yours truly, it needed a slight adjustment in my strategy to approach it, hopefully I am tweaking it right.
Don't think I am all that bored and down and out, this is the way we live, infact this is a new way of enjoying things, and last month has been great with lots and lots of interesting stuff happening. Few of the highlights being,
- The amazing reception I got here, thanks to my friend Dhari, I will never forget that.
- Getting back along with Pillu Bhai and Patrick Baba for a Alcoholic BakBak session, old days ishtyle.
- The first classes here, my fear for Mathematics coming back, my liking for Fin increasing, etc etc
- The only movie I saw here, the one in which Pappu cant dance saala, waste for 200 bucks.
- Toto's and getting the 10 Rs tip :))
- Still avoiding a ZERO in any QM quiz here :D
- Freshers, all that stupid effort we put in for preparing some of the most pathetic ads which make Leo Burnett alive just to kick us.
- KHAULTI KHABREIN
- Quite a cheerful group of friends assembled here, one a Bangalore continuation, one reminds me so much of Sandy that I don't feel he can be anything else, one a DAIICT ka bak baadshah and another namesake of my super nachaiya friend from DAIICT and many more including a 2/3rd CA.
- Room-mates one of whom reminds me of an unpolished Rajeev of the First sem at DAIICT, the other is interestingly named as a English word for Pyaar and initial trends suggest that he is an excellent student.
- A very very enthu batch especially when it comes to asking questions in class, anyway I just love everyone :)
- A very cute bunch of girls ;)
- Birthday celebrations here.
- Screwing up Foundation exams :((
Right now a trip to Khandala today is all that I am looking for... :)
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