Chapaat v2.0

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Suee Side

Yesterday
I was talking to this friend of mine yesterday..(Anjul knows who)
So he told me ''I dont want me!"
So I suggested suicide. He had thought of the same but was facing some problems..
He had less idea of how to...

I thought I should try to help my friend.
So today I tried many suicide tricks, so that if some worked, I'll suggest that to him.

What I learned

Today
1.Jumping from the roof is a waste of time.. No one dies like that
I jumped atleast 5 times on the roof and I was still alive.
Then someone behind me said "Idiot, you dont have to jump ON the roof, you have to jump from the roof"
So I looked down. It was mighty high up there..

(View from the roof.. Pretty high na??) (8 stories)

So I decided I'll go down a bit and jump.

I went to the 4th 5th and 6th floors and checked all rooms from where I could jump.
3 things happened
a.Either room was locked
b.Either room was open and the person inside did not let me jump
c.Either room was open but it had no window.

If you wanna suicide, never jump, you just wont die....


2.I had already tried KCN some days ago (click here to know more)
and it doesn't work

3.I thought, I'd eletrocute myself.
As soon as I caught two naked wires.... Power cut.
So electrocution does NOT work. (elec. came back afer 4.556 hrs... I almost died without the fan)

4.Then I tried burning myself.. I went to the petrol pump and said
"Aay bhayya! 200 ka daal do"

He almost started to put it in the car...
"Arre! nahi! Mere upar daal do"
So he put it on me..

As soon as I lit the matchstick, the station master came to me and blew off the match!
"Oye! Such things are not allowed here.Get out!"

I was very angry but I later realized it was not the manager's fault.
He must've thought Im gonna smoke.. And smoking is a bad thing!!
(Petrol pumps are so health friendly.. They always have 'No Smoking' signs)

Later
I was ashamed to tell him that there's no good way of suicide so he must wait
for his natural death if he wants to commit suicide.

He was sad as he must now live
I was sad as I had nothing to give
Telling this, I broke his heart
the broken heart, gave me a chapaat....

P.S. I know this got a little arbit. But its all a part of the game.

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OD's School Notebook

Odie...

This is not about the garfield's odie but a very own version of odie.
My deer friend..(yess! deer not dog)

Odie was in my school.
And I used to sit with Odie in class 10th.

A very special thing about him and his notebook...

Suppose odie's writing something
and you do this in his NEAT notebook...

(Im talkin about the dirty line I made)






























then Odie would respond by doing this...
(He cancelled the line to remove the untidiness!)

and said "Mani! Please don't spoil my notebook! It should be very neat"

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Later, when his name became famous, it was changed to
OD which signified Obviously Dumb.

OD is now, a to-be-computer-engineer and is still known as OD.(even his parents call him that...maybe)


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Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Im cheel cheel... Im cheel cheel

Minor Tests are up...Thursday...

Amazingly enough, as soon as I knew I was in the 3rd semester, a chill ran through my spine and spread around through my body including my knees(brain)...

So now! Im as chill as frozen.(Thats my Yahoo! status currently!)

I don't seem to care about the quiz tomorrow or the 6 minor test that approach at the speed of light and my attitude remains "Chill maar yaar! Yeh to ho jayega!"
I have missed 7 starting days of college due to typhoid (missed a lot of attendence there)
and now I have no idea what fate has for me in the form of ze 'Minors.'

Proclaiming load "Oh man! I haven't studied anything!" before the exams
is the most diplomatic and safe statement to make.
If you get low marks, you didn't study. d(Ego) = 0 in this case.
If you get good marks, you're a born genius and you get marks without you knowing it.
d(Ego) is positive and very large in this case!
('I guess I dont know my own intelligence' case)

BUT!
There are some times, you actually haven't studied and are destined to get low marks.
Everyone around is saying "Yaar! I haven't studied".. Even the max. maggus...

Q.What do you do then ???
A.
Mani's Solution

Chidiya kauvva kya maarte ho
Jo leni zindagi kee feel
Chidiya kauvva kya maarte ho
Jo leni zindagi kee feel
Meri baat maano bhai
Cheel maaro cheel!

(cheel = chill)

Remain tension-free.. bring no fights into your mind and forget if something is troubling you...
Leave aside the study and the marks... they'r stupider than you.

And thats exactly what I'm doing now...
Writing chapaats, eating pau-bhaji, chatting...

OH shit!!!!!!!! Oh oh oh !!! SHIT !!!

Its 9.01 already and I have only 2 hrs to eat food and complete the sylla. for the fluids quiz tomorrow.... I'm dead...

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P.S. This post contained information on my personal life and not many hardcore chapaats, so if you think it won't be interesting, dont read it.

Monday, August 29, 2005

Hima and The Typhoid


Hima is a valued friend, whom I bring into light, again.
Please note: Hima is pronounced as Hee-Maa


The Hima Comes!

Hima always comes to my home at around 10.30... which is night for me.
"Hows your typhoid Mani ??", asks the amazing guy
"Aah! The typhoid is just fine.. I'm not.. :) "

"Mani! you know something... I've heard you have a lot of memory loss in typhoid.."

I was a little surprised..
"I dont think thats true hero!
I've searched and researched the net for typhoid and I've
seen all symptoms and effects of typhoid.. I dont remember seeing memory loss anywhere.."

"See!! You're forgetting things !" Hima was quick to respond

and equally quick and pungent was his chapaat.

I remained silent and beared the dreadful CHAPAAT!

(Why do I always get a chapaat ?? Why why... )

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The Hima Vomits


The other day, Hima comes to me's home and forces me to lurk around with him at the
excuse of eating ice-cream.
Thankfully, I had just recovered from typhoid and I was pretty weak.. No No!
I was handsomely weak.
So I refused and Hima Refuged. (into me's home)

So Hima n Me were sitting arbit types, when suddenly Hima asked

"Hey Mani! How many times have you vomited in your life"

I was smilingly thinking...
Thought and said
"Its difficult to count Hima... I have no Idea... "
Hima nodded.

"So", I asked, "How many times have you vomited dear hima"

Hima looked stunned...
He was silent for about 3.2241 s and spoke in a very surprised manner
"Mani... What type of a question is this ???
How can you ask such disgusting questions!! ??"

Said Hima, "How many times have you vomited!! ??" mimicking me...
and ended with a 'Ridiculous'

I quote Hima..
"Mani! I think this typhoid has affected your brain
You must go to a psychiatrist.
I must tell this to your mom.....
How sick a question can you ask ???
Vomit!!!! Bloody Hell........
Ridiculous!"

I was dumfounded and hence remained silent.
This was a bad chapaat for all those who have ever vomited.


This is a BAD!!! chapaat
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Sunday, August 28, 2005

Me always wonders...Ummm.. ok sometimes wonders

Once, such was the case, that me hadn't spoken to Hima for a long time.

So me sends an SMS saying
"Dead or alive ??"

Reply me gets:
"Alive. You ??"

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Me says hanging would be so painful.....
When suddenly Damodar prasad sinha interrupted
"No Ji! Hanging mein there's immediate death"

and me asks "How you know dude ?"
Damodar says "Well! they have actually tested that"
and me says "So when some person was about to be hanged(in a horrified state), they put sensors on his body and measured the time until he dies ???"

Damodar was now, shut down.

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Some Interesting Stats about IIT
Percentage of people ->
1 .Having iit written on their registers = 99.973672 %
2. Having iit in their email id = 95.5553 %
3. Having mentioned iit on their blogs = 90.662 % bloggers
4. Having iit shirts = 65.66288 %
5. Having iit tattoos = 32.7662 %
6. Having iit stickers on cars = 15.6177 %
7. Having iit stamp under shoe sole = 2.1983 %

Just imagine... to what extent people can show off...
Everyone knows me studies in IITD but has me ever used the word IIT on me's blog!!
Disgusting!!

p.s. you must appreciate my modesty after reading this!!!!! Thanks :)

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Khaana Banana

I was Home Alone and hungry.
Now, I had in front of me, the task of khaana banana. (cook food and not eat banana)

So I ventured out to my kitchen and made some 'sabzi'
but I soon found out that there was no salt in ze kitchen.

I was taken back by the fact and sat in deep contemplation, thinking about the solution to the salt problem.

School knowledge ALWAYS helps.
I had learned

acid + base ---> salt + water

in school.. Hence this would give me salt and pure water ( for free )..

I rushed to my chemistry lab(Yes! I have a BIG lab in my house, cartoon dexter is based on
me)
but all the acids had finished except one (suspense).

I got some base and finally put all the stuff into the reactor at High Pressure and Temperature conditions and got salt + water.

The reaction could be best represented as...

HCN (acid used) + KOH (base) ----> KCN (salt) + H20 (waaaaaaaater)

I then put the salt thingy in my khaana..


I write this while the food is being heated, I shall get back after eating.
Bye



Update: A big blunder has taken place... After eating I found out that I was poisonous for KCN and the poor KCN died instantly.

Chapaat 2 me for killing an innocent chemical :(

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Friday, August 26, 2005

Matters of the ages

Contrary to standard human thought,

d(Age)
------- = -1
dt

and the boundry conditions are difficult to be determined.

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Age at death

If a person is born on 30th Dec 2004 and dies on 2nd Jan 2005,
then the person is reffered to as
(2004-2005)

Hence the reader gets the impression that the person who died was one yr old.
What a big blunder.

There are 2 ways of out this.
1.
(2004.997267 - 2005.005479) approx
(fractions calculated considering 2004 as leap)
(365 / 366 = .997267 and 2 / 365 = .005479 )

2.
Everyone must die on their birthday itself.
Therefore the age will be integral at time of death.

Hence we could write
(2004-2005) and this will now signify the correct date.


At this point I remember a quote from my friend alto(person not car)

"Always stay alive" - Alto


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Mani's Birthday Theory

I'm not writing about this because today is my good
friend Maayuush's Happy birthday but because I feel like writing...
(Click here to know who Maayuush is)

According to this theory-
'1 person has 2 birthdays in 1 year'

Proof:
Today is 26th Aug
Let us say you were born on 13th March
So its been around 5 months since your birthday..
AND
in less than 7 months you will have your birthday again
(you could verify this yourself)

One year = 12 months
and 5<12 and 7<12 therefore
you have your birthday twice.

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P.S. If you do not understand 'some', 'a big' or 'every' part of this post, I would kindly request you to not read it.


Thursday, August 25, 2005

Poyum

A poem is a very special thing in our life.

In this lecture, deer istudents, we discuss what is actually a poem.
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"A poem is a set of sentences which make sense and rhyme" - Mani

Case 1:
Some people may dismiss the rhyme part but I feel it is the most important part of what distinguishes a poem from a paragraph.
for such people, writing a poem is infant's play. (ya! child's play is tuffer than infants play)

for eg.
'The stars shone in the dark but when the sun came along they dwindled away and vanished into thin space'
(in space there is no air)

Now to convert it into a poem,

The stars shone in the dark,
But when the sun came along,
they dwindled away
and vanished into thin space.

What an amazing non-rhyme poem.


Case 2: Some people may ignore the making sense part

Till the day
when sun runs out of hydrogen
Till the day
when the universe stops expanding
till the day
when light stops travelling
till the day
when meteorites stop landing....

Till the day
when pluto becomes hot
Till the day
when all planets stop behaving well
till the day
when aliens are afraid of us
until that day, i'm sure
none will live, to tell.

What an amazing non-sense poem.

Case 3:Some people may ignore both, sense and rhyme.
Without sense and rhyme they have only one option, heavy words.

Such people work in 2 steps
1.Write a very simple poem.(shouldn't make sense)

When the sky is high
I see you in my heart
and the crazy things
that come out of my heart.

These people make use of a Thesaurus all the time...
Hence

2.Get a Thesaurus and replace all words by any heavy word possible

When the heavens are lofty
I experience you in my bosom
and the enamores I do
that emanate from the bosom.




Case 4:
There are other types of writings, which can be accepted as poems
but some contain some small intrinsic non-sense which could be sometimes ignored.

for eg.
Roses are red,
voilets are blue,
sugar is sweet,
but not as sweet as you.

Now who has tasted the 'you' in this case to conclude the great sweetness in this case.

Case 5: There are some 'poems' too...

a.Romantic poems
Love is in the air

Love is in the air
where where where where where?
Either i'm blind
Or you dont have a mind
Love is nowhere to be found
so come back to the ground
Love is maybe undercover
So get back to work Mr.lover



b.Frustrated Poems
Lame excuses (written when no reason for being absent in school could be found)

Lame excuses
blow my fuses

I'v gotta think
have i got my brain on rent ?
Done with such proficiency
White lies, but they're apparent!

thoughts profuse
not one to use

What to say ?
Thinking deep inside
How to present an alibi ?
now he'll eat me, shallow fried.

I know I can't get away
Only one thing to do- pray!

Hope he don't harm me
and I do hope he don't kill me
for I didn't come to school yesterday
and today, no reason to let me free!

"Hackneyed are your reasons
now get punished for your treasons."

And the doom comes to me
Lame are my excuses
help me think something better
free me of these mental bruises.



c.Comedy Poems
Atrocities on animals

We drag it,
press it,
don't feed it,
still need it,
we command,
it doesn't demand
it's bought,
used a lot,
enslaved,
and waved,
some have tail,
some are male,
there are many breeds,
everyone needs,
so they get one,
to have fun,
it rolls,
and crawls,
it's under thrall,
its small,
everyone has one
in their house,
it's our very own
sweet little mouse..



d.Story and biography type poems
Mother Nature

I love nature and all its creatures
I love everyone and all their features
Once I wanted to savor the natural beauty
a stroll through the forest made my heart fruity.

Going through the forest I saw,
A small cute puppy with a broken paw,
The poor animal crying in the grass-bed,
so I kicked the dumbo right in its head.

'Oh!What have I done?' I cried,
and soonafter the puppy died.
Now I knew I was in trouble,
and a police case would make it double.

What should I do god, O great giver...
So I threw the mutt in the river.
I was so scared at this time
maybe someone witnessed the crime.

Just then, I heard some noise
and turned around to find some boys.
Looking at me with staring eyes
Well, sneaking on me was not nice.

So I went close to where they were,
'NO no!..We did'nt see anything Sir!'
But,I had to,so, I took out my gun,
and shot the brats one by one!

Hearing the noise their parents appeared,
They would complain to the police I feared,
So the gun did some more work for the day,
and without waiting anymore I skipped away.

I killed exactly 13 people and a dog
and walked slowly in the fog.
Just when, I saw the same puppy again,
Had my kick gone in vain ?

No Dear! It was the Ghost of the pup
which had come to bang me up!
But I was still the boss, you know.
Coz I have learnt 'Tantrik Vidya' long ago.

So I applied my knowledge against the ghost
and I did something to hurt the puppy the most!
I smacked it and put it into a jar which I had got
and threw the ghost jar in the shitpot!

Years passed and my life changed
everything transformed from disordered to arranged
i sang, danced, and played really awesome guitar
and sooner than I knew, i was a pop star.

Then, After 17 years,police came to me
to enquire about the dog's body found in sea.
'But I threw it into the river!' in my mind thought .
Rivers go into the sea, In geog. I had been taught.

But i had wiped off all proof related to the killing game
They still found me, even though i'd changed my name.
Hail! O Hail to the modern forensic technology
They dug out the truth from 17yr old mythology.

So it was simple to kill the policemen
What was to happen was clear then!
Through plastic surgery I changed my face
and closed the file to the dog murder case.

Slowly, I became more popular then ever
it was my talent and i know i'm clever
No one ever found out that I was the killer
and this is the end to this thriller!

Hence, I advice, never kill anyone
not for revenge not for fun.
I don't want to create any more suspense
coz i think this poem's stopped making sense.

So stop reading get back to work
fulfill your duties and don't shirk(duties)!
Grow more plants and plant more trees,
and help the poor creatures, give a home to the bees!




f.Email converted to poems
The Guy in the Black Suit

She was very sad,
as her Mom died,
She could not think,
whole day she cried.

It was at the funeral
she kept on sobbing,
looking at her mom's face,
felt a pain, so throbbing.

Just then she saw a guy,
she had never seen before,
she didn't know who he was,
beautiful black suit he wore.

He was handsome and smart,
the perfect kind of guy,
She continued to watch him,
as time passed by.

When the function ended,
the looked out for him,
but he had already left,
her face became dim.

It was all over,
now she was back,
everything was almost normal
running the simple life track.

But, As a few days passed
everyone heard the news,
the girl's sister was murdered,
the girl got the blues.

No one got to know,
who killed the sister,
but to tell you,
the girl herself killed her.

You would be wondering,
She killed her , Why ?
She murdered her sister,
so that, again, she could see the guy.

If you could guess that,
you're a killer,
never come close to me,
I now end this thriller.

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There are many more types of poems that are out of scope of this course...
So stud(ent)s, I end this lecture here...

If you've managed to read everything till here,
you deserve a shabaashi type chapaat



(This is a shabaashi chapaat)


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Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Red Colored Green Monster

Oh ya! thats what my blogger name is..

but, some people (eg. the dead bird = phoenix) are trying to belittle the monsterous display name and are trying to change it in the entire blogosphere.

Well, I deny!

The reason why ms.dead bird has tried to call me 'Colorful Keeda' in inscrutable...
She feels Keeda = Monster and depreceiate the 'Red colored green thingy' to just Colorful ?
Disgusting...

Hence I present to you, my dear friend, my argument for the cause..


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It is a fact.. yes ... a universally known fact, that a creature from one species cannot pet another creature from the same species....




So just have a look at my pet...


(click 2 see full pic)

This.... is my pet Yullee...
He's a colorful keeda...

So I ask, is it possible for me to be a 'keeda' ??
Hence Me = Keeda is incorrect...


Dead bird + Bad prad, I know you will not refrain from your loathsome names, 'colorful keeda',
but the whole world knows who is a non-keeda.

Chapaat!!! 2 u!
(yes thats a chapaat)

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Faayar

A million people have asked me not to exaggerate... I have started listening to them now...
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After I posted this(pls see first), I thought that maybe I should get to know more about fire.


Fire is a very important thing.
So I did a good research.. (yes i had searched earlier also... then I re-seacrhed)

This is a typical research

(This could be called a little exaggerated version of what I did.. :) )


Whenever I try to research, the most popular thing about fire came out to be...




and







and yet,








still







and














what else...











and again











So then I set out to break a glass to stop all ze fires...
but all I found in the real-non-researchive-world was...









A break the glass... with no glass to break...
Ever since I waited to break a glass and stop ze fire but i never succeeded.....




























After 10.77324 approx years

One day.. I was working on my pc... I worked so much, it became hot hot and hot and a fire began to rise..

I then remembered what I had learned
The key to stop a fire...






I broke my glass, twice.....




All the water fell down and the fire was extinguished...

Now's when you get a chapaat!!!

Click here to get a chapaat for free.... :)

__xxx__

Sunday, August 21, 2005

KBC Dveteeya

I don't know what all people go through to become a crorepati 2.0

On chapaat v2.0(dveeteeya), I'll show you the easy way....




























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Saturday, August 20, 2005

The Mona Reja

(The Mona Reja)


I recently painted the Mona Reja.
I proclaim The Mona Reja to be my greatest Masterpiece

Can you guess the reason for Mona Reja's lovely smile ???

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Faayar

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Click here in case of fire.


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Friday, August 19, 2005

Sabzi Mandi

The Tom & The Sabzi Mandi

I once had a friend tom to lived in NY city and came to India.


(this is tom...a he's a firangi)

Tom had a passion to shop in a 'sabzi mandi' in India, but he did not know how to do that.

So I helped him and taught him.
I told him, whenever you want to ask the price for an item,
you must say "Aaaaaaaaaay Bhayya! Yeh aaloo/pyaaz/tamatar..etc etc kaise diya"

So he practised a lot and was ready to go.

I shall now describe his experience at the mandi...

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As tom reached the mandi, he started going around to 'bhayyaas' and he knew how to shop now!


Tom: "Aaaaaaay bhayyaa.. Yeh tamatar kaise diya.."



He did not like the offer.....











He went to another bhayyaa
This bhayyaa was very sad.... still tom said..

Tom: "Aaaaaaay bhayyaa.. Yeh beans kaise diya.."
















So now tom wanted to buy some fruit
Tom: "Aaaaaaay bhayyaa.. Yeh cherry kaise diya.."


Seeing the very happy bhayya.. tom got 5 kgs of cherry.
Then he moved on..
















He wanted to eat some imported spices..
so..
Tom: "Aaaaaaay bhayyaa.. Yeh shimla-mirch kaise diya.."


This was very costly... so he didn't buy any..


















Next on, he found a very attractive shop in the mandi
and he saw something very interesting about the vegetables there
(since he was a heath freak)

Tom: "Aaaaaaay bhayyaa.. Yeh organic-gobi kaise diya.."



Then again he moved on.. but unaware of what was about to happen...

































Tom: "Aaaaaaay bhayyaa.. Yeh shimla-mirch kaise diya.."





Tom got a serious chapaat...

(This is a really SERIOUS chapaat!)


Looks like this was a perfectionist and civilized bhayyaa and did not like the
incorrect use of language in our daily life....





Tom never went to the mandi again and gave up Shimla Mirch for life.

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Tuesday, August 16, 2005

My friend maayuush

Q.What did the fish say when it hit the wall ??
A.Dam!

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Maayuush Begins

Maayush or better spelled a s maayuush is a deer friend.


Oh! forgive my spelling mistakes.. he's a dear friend..



Im sure you would've understood that I'm dedicating this post to him
let me start with the more sober stuff.

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Maayush's pet name is Aayush Nayyar (he's not madrasi)
When the N is transported to the front, it becomes M
hence the name is Maayuush Ayyar (he's still not madrasi)

Maayush...................... is a very humourful guy
and his sense of humour wavelength very well matches with mine
but there are some things that do differentiate and hence produce for you
a 'Maayuush'



If you were to see him, you would know he a fond eater.


Though he does not agree with that...

(see he's saying no!!!)


Well, if someone calls him a maxo-eater, he could stop talking to the person and swell up his face in disappointment.

(Oh sorry dude!!! ab to maan jaa)



Maayush, could convert into a PJ, anything said or heard by any human or other, ever, on this earth or beyond.
But still from the innocent look of his face, you couldn't estimate his PoorJokerPower(TM)
(Oh! He's so innocent)


Maayush could be evil at times but its all a part of the game.. (no! not badi or footi)

(Maayuush: Im gonna eat you up!)



Maayush loves football which is the reason for his fit and dynamic body and unestimable strength with which he could slap you on your face without actually slapping you.
(dont understand this ?? ask maayush for a demo)




Maayush likes to sleep and his hunger for it is best satisfied when the AML class is on.
(Yes yes AML=1, I mean AML class is ON)


But some teachers have put a board in the class saying
'Drugs and sleeping not allowed in class'
Then maayuush will frankly speak out
"Sir! I dont find the class very 'amusing'"
whatever the concequences maybe (in this case, he was sent out..)




But even after all this, Maayuush is a handsome guy
(adaa to dekho)
and a beauti-fool friend.

At last I would like to say.....
Ummmm...
what do they say at last ???
Damn!

Monday, August 15, 2005

Ze Inzepenzence Zay

'Svatantra divas' kee badhayee ho aapko

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15th Aug 2005

Ze Inzepenzence zay has always been a special day for me.
I dont like to fly kites but the lecture of the PM or president(i dont remember who gives)
is simply amazing and the most amazing thing is he stands before a windshield to speak.
I listen very attentively and I have always made good notes of it..
(you're supposed to make notes in a lecture)
if any needs it, you could ask me for it.

I have always been wondering one more thing
everytime I have to ask my friends
"oh yaar! is baar pandhrah august kab mana rahe hain ??"

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Poor Damodar

Once I told my friend alto
"Yaar alto... you know a guy in my collez... damodar prasaad sinha.. he wears only 1 shirt everyday"
So alto.. looked very sympathetic and said
"yaar.. he must be from a poor family..."
So I said
"Achaa ! Alto tell me .. Do you wear 10 shirts everyday ???"

Alto got a bad chapaat

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Our National Flag

Damodar prasaad sinha has always been a patriotic guy(guy, not cow)
But this time when he heard the amazing PM or Presi whoever's speech
he was thrilled and filled(with patriotism)
So he decided to make a shirt out of an indian flag and wear it to collez everyday.
(yes yes everyday)

So he went to a flag-wala and said
Damodar prasaad sinha: "Aaaaay bhayya! zara indian flag dikhana"
flag-wala: "I will show you a sample.. wait..."

So the flag-wala says..

Damodar prasaad sinha looks confused...


after some seconds of silence
Damodar prasaad sinha: "Arre bhayya! Isme koi aur color milega kya ??"

The flag-wala gets a chapaat


(Example of a chapaat)
(one must always take care of the topi)

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Saturday, August 13, 2005

Read Dude Read....

In IITD, I have heard about people who do not bathe for as long as a month..
I wonder how they do it... it starts itching me on the 28th day itself.......


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Loma + Damodar Prasaad Sinha kee dastaan

loma and damodar prasaad sinha were two good friends and business parteners... but their friendship wasn't the same way now...


Consider this conversation....

loma: hey damodar prasaad sinha dude! you make me angry when you keep going out of the limits...

damodar prasaad sinha:Oh yeah ! look who's talking about exceeding the limits!

loma: my judgement has always been better but you have always been unfair

damodar prasaad sinha: im anytime more honest and better than you!

loma: oh really! then I'll see you in court.






At 5 PM, both reached the badminton court but they didn't get a chance to play.
The court was full...
:(




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Chapaat Review


This is exactly what one of my friends told me about chapaat

"Listen dude.. whenever I go to your blog I feel awfull
I cannot imagine how you can think of and write such things
and the way in which you put simple things in a manner they are not,
makes my eyes come out. "

Now please read the above lines with the true meaning of awfull
(awfull = full of awe)


Thank you(with teary eyes again)



And pls chapaat yourself wherever necessary dudes....
I shall assist you put putting this picture


(yes yes.... thats a chapaat)

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Chapaat v2.0 is on.

S0 well.. this is chapaat 2.0 starting now..

A million people have asked me why I deleted Chapaat 1.0 but
I don't believe in exaggerating so I just tell them I was fed up.

So today I proclaim the start of a new era,
the start of a new chapaat
the beginning of v2.0

thank you (with teary eyes)

bugfixes in v2.0
*fixed unchapaating posts
*fixed hidden spelling mistakes
*fixed language problems
*fixed dead links n pics
*fixed the motor at my house