Dancer's Car

You see this man? He's a disco dancer...

And that's his car...

Brother Brother Wives

And here's the ideal place for a Devrani (younger brother's wife) to go shopping with her Jyethani (elder brother's wife)...

Manee Menuu

I went to the Shopprix mall in Noida. You will find a pathetic food court there.

And it's the first food court where guys from all the restaurants come to your table and personally deliver their menu cards...

Leaving you with...

What's your order?

Identification Card

Most of us wear I-cards at work. What are the different body locations have you seen people hanging I-cards at?

Neck, 95 out of hundred times...
Pocket of our pants/jeans, the remaining times...

Correct?

Now, what about this guy? I spotted him at work... you find him right in the middle of the picture...

Any arguments for his case?

See You

Happy New Year

Neither do I.

Public School

Looking for wholesomeness in education of your kids?

Assy

What does it mean?

I don't know either. Assembly? Maybe.

Rider on Divider

Haha! I love it.

For those who don't me, I love making fun of people. Especially the ones who act really smart and all.

For those who don't know me, I hate people flouting rules. Especially the ones who can be found on our roads. Here's a proof!

Okay, now what happens when the above two situations combine? Of course, it means that someone is a. acting smart and b. while flouting some rule on the road.

On the way to Noida, just before Kalindikunj, right under the Apollo flyover, I saw this guy. Needless to say, he was meeting the two conditions mentioned above.

He was trying to get on the other side of the road by riding the bike right over the divider (lazy b****** did not want to take a u-turn, the usual way).

Now, he made a serious error of judgement. The divider, though looked harmless and broken, had his bike entangled atop. And, the guy got stuck! He could not move forward... nor could he move backward. The bike was stuck. Stuck.

Must tell you, the sight, for me, was far prettier than any of the mountains you might want to talk about. Oh, I so loved his condition. And, what did I do then, is the question.

Well, I stopped right in front of him and started... well... err... yaaa... clicking!

He stared at me, but I was... well... err... yaaa... clicking! And I didnt give a damn to him. Loved it!

 Ass!

Nay Burrr Lee

You might want to say what's the big deal about this one? But come to think of it, most of my stuff is small deal only.

I clicked a couple of pics in my gym. The gym owner has been renovating since last few days and has gotten done, till now, some flooring (not wooden I know), some paintjob, some air conditioning, and some couple of hundred photo frames or laminated photos whatever you call it. Of course these photos are of body builders and all. The idea is to motivate us, am sure.

One of these photos is of Mr. India, 2009. No big deal.

But, the name of this guy is very intriguing I think.... especially for the competition and the title. I mean to say... I think he should have been banned from participating in Mr. India because of his name.

Maybe he should have been rejected in the first round and clearly told he could not participate in Mr. India Competition unless he changed his name.

Anyways, he won the competition (grrrr). I think that is a strong sign of our friendly intentions toward our neighbors. Not sure.

But still... is it ok this way?

What if, tomorrow:

-Mr. Pakistan is a guy called Bangladesh Sen?
-Mr. China is someone called Sri Lanka Kumar?
-Mr. Afghanistan is someone called Bhutan Wangchuk?

Errrr!

Wanted Hard... With a Little Soft

Hardware is different and software is different; isn't it?

Located outside an IT company's office in Kalkaji, I saw this requirement. Now, it sounded funny when I read it initially. However, must confess, it is not really that weird/funny a requirement.

What's your take?

Between... this post can also act as a job source. Please contact the poor guys if you're interested.

Do send me my cut for the information.

Thirty, And Hand Wash if Dirty

Do you remember reading instructions like 'Machine Wash Only' or 'Wash in Cold Water' or 'Hand Wash' etc etc etc? Where'd you find such instructions?

Ahhh! That's a no-brainer, really. These are pretty common instructions on clothes tags. The tags even tell us about the country the item of clothing was made... and even the size.

So, basically, the tags give good amount of info; right? Okay, next question, what would you do if you wanted to pass on this info to others?

'Why would I want to pass on this info', you may ask... and 'generally... for the purpose of this post', I'd say.

Gosh. Am I confusing you? Ok - this guy wanted to share the information on the innner tag of his gym pant... and he'd find an innovative way to do it.

I am wondering if he was showing his waist size... maybe a tribute to the gym... or maybe am thinking too much into it.

I almost got into trouble for clicking the photos. The gym owner started to think too much into it.

And this guy looked very strong... so I had to be extra careful doing this.

Sorry for the poor quality of pics @ trembling hands.

Neither Real kNORr Chicken

You guys are fools!! After all, only fools would care for 'fake' chicken.

It's been some years now that packet soups have become a part of our lives. Just cut open, pour the contents in boiling water... and stir. These soups come from different companies and in different flavors and varieties.

Ok! So, this post of mine is about the 'chicken' variety.

Did you know, all these years, the chicken in our packet soup was fake?

I am so bloody thankful to Knorrs... because:

a) They have revealed that it was not real chicken whenever and wherever such claims were being made...

b) They have finally decided to give us the taste of real chicken...

I wonder how it'll taste... because am so used to tasting that fake lump of @@@@ that I thought was chicken.

Thanks Knorr. Atleast, I can die peacefully... having known that I did manage to eat real chicken while I was alive.

How Convenient

Okay! What is the easiest way of naming something? Think of the most convenient way. Think, please.

On the way to the Bhagsu falls (Himachal Pradesh), I saw a cafe right between two mountains. The name of the cafe is the precise reason you're reading this.

The one thing I have learnt from my Bhagsu trip is that not everything needs a name. Take a look, for example, at the board for the cafe.

Kya khaoge?

The Twisted Loyalty

Mind it! I am not trying to force the issue. The photo does not represent a momentary pose. This dog stayed like this for more than half an hour.

Why? I think:

1. The dog has spent it's life in a very poor family... with a very small home... with very limited space... and is used to being this way... making the best use of real estate... 

2. The dog has not been given the 'do ghoonth zindagi ki' polio vaccination.

3. The dog wants to flaunt the fair part of it's skin.

...

Ummmm... can't be more absurd. What do you think?

To Be Hung Till Death

This seems to be a common scene.

I was driving to some place in Okhla. Midway, I saw this guy who had been sentenced "to be hung till death".

Confused? Well, let me spill it out for you. This guy hadn't done anything to receive the sentence. Apparently, the right half of his butt had done something miserable... and IT WAS THIS BUTT that was sentenced "to be hung till death".

This guy could not keep his two halves together anymore, as I figured.

The right half had to keep hanging forever.

If you're wondering what's wrong... I think it is that carrier box!

Note: hung is used for inanimate objects... hanged for living beings.

An Able Convertible

Presenting before you, the first Indian convertible.

This is indeed a moment of great pride. We have spent so many decades looking at foreign convertibles... dreaming of owning them... and seeing them driven away!

But... the time has changed. Here's what now belongs to us - A convertible with a soft top, retractable roof, 0 cc, completely manual, three-tyred, and licence free (driver needs no licence).

IntelliDog

The pic for this post has been contributed by my buddy Koustav Mukherjee. His newbie blog stands tall at http://koustuff.blogspot.com/  Thanks KM!
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Kya yehi tameez sikhai hai aap ke maalik ne?

Do you own a pet? A doggie? One of my friend's friend does. The dog's name is Yoda, and this post is about him.

Yoda comes across as a very learned dog... and does not seem to trouble his adopters. He has been well educated... is well mannered... and knows how to get what he wants. The best thing about Yoda is that he does not bother the owners. Thirsty? No problem! Yoda knows what to do.

Refreshing H2O?

The Doomed Floor

It's weird.

I live in a building that supports 11 floors. No, that's definitely not weird. So... what is?

Well, the aunties on the first floor lodged a police complaint on phone today. Why?

- Their kids never came back from school.
- Moreover, their husbands didn't return from work.
- To add to this... during this period of sorrow... they did not have a single visitor to console them. Forget their homes... there wasn't a single visitor to the whole floor.
- Even the cleaners/sabjiwallas/kaamwaalis went truant.

The above information makes it quite apparent that things were pretty bad there. Well... the story still doesn't end. Even the policemen didn't turn up!

What the fuck was happening... I wanted to know. I decided to visit them... and so I got into the lift...

Wait... I soon realized. O shit!

Mask the Right to Ask

I like the fact that our government has prohibited sale of tobacco and similar products to minors. Good work!

Yesterday, at Lajpat Nagar, I was boiling in the sun. I desperately wanted water, so I ran to the nearest shop in vicinity. At the shop, this board sat happily among other products.

Isn't this a bit strange? Why can't I ask? You don't want to sell... that's your problem!

Have you seen the movie Khosla ka Ghosla? Somewhere in the movie, is the dialog "yahaaaa... peshaab karna mana hai... O kamaaal hai yaar; yaha peshaab karne thodi na aaye hai.."

I had similar thoughts... kamaal hai... mai toh paani khareedne hi gaya tha.