Archive | March, 2010

Indian Phookat League

26 Mar

Went to the Bhangra dance also known as the IPL yesterday….full cheerleaders, DJs, VJs..and all the J’s…and yes some cricket.

First time for a T20….Next time I’ll watch it on TV.

Printed value on ticket was Rs. 44,000…seriously I dont think anyone buys this stuff..everyone there was probably like me..a free ride..

I asked several people whether they actually bought the ticket for this price and it was denied by all.

So boring to watch cricket from the “Executive Lounge”. Theres free food and booze and no one cares whos winning…and everyone wants to get on TV with the celebrity crowd…
Give me my gallery crowd anytime…but I’ll take the champagne…hic

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BBMP Yellections – The Breakfastu

22 Mar

With the BBMP elections drawing near, candidates are going all out to woo the locals. Door to door campaigning, sweets etc are the norm (I would have preferred a TV though…)

The temple park in which we have our morning walks is a favorite target for the candidates who show up to solicit votes…normally between 6 am and 8 am…

Over the last week theres been another twist..breakfast and coffee…yes..buffet breakfast !!! The candidate is there to talk to the potential voters and influencers.. His assistants are at the exits requesting walkers to partake in the breakfast.

Last week it was the BJP candidate who “hosted” the breakfast.

Today, we found that the caterers were back but the host this time was the Congress nominee..

Then came the twist…

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RVCE Memories – What really happened – Part Deux

12 Mar

Continuing with the saga…heres what happened (according to me). Before you read on, I would like to remind readers that there are three versions to each story… My Version, The OTHER version and finally the Truth…

Heres what happened….

In those days (the early 80’s),  RVCE was considered way way way out of the city and our primary goal as soon as we reached college was to find ways and means of getting back to civilization (meaning either going home or to a movie)…this was a daily exercise.

The only thing that kept us back in college was those mandatory labs or classes by one of the HODs..or anyone else who could flunk us in our labs…usually we’d convince the junior lecturers not to come into class at all (or come back home with us)..this was not difficult since their primary goal was the same as ours…

On that fateful day in the morning, we ended up in college to find that the only class that day was in the afternoon..that too by the HOD of a certain department..so a bunch of us decide to go to him to request him to “cancel” his class so we can go home.

Let by SAR we troop toward his room. The idea is to go into the room and “demand/request”. SAR enters the room in a hurry. For some reason (call it cold feet…), the rest of us stop. We then hear the “raised voice” of the HOD inside…unknown to us..SAR is getting buggered…

Apparently SAR put out his “demands” which totally pissed the HOD who started yelling at him…now SR looks sideways and realizes that he is alone in the room and his “friends” are all outside…

This started a “hate-hate” relationship between SR and the HOD (more from the HOD) who spared no opportunity to screw SAR’s happiness for the rest of the time we spent at the college..

In my defence I was trying to push someone else into the room but no one would budge…

So thats why SAR sent out that mail to me when he was reminded of the Good Professor..

Just when I thought this was it… SAR suddenly received another memory jolt and wrote another email to the group..this time blaming me solely 😦

As to my run-in with Prof. <another profs name>, YOU are the culprit, in case you have forgotten. You DELIBERATELY exploited my inability to control my laughter and triggered a showdown with <another profs name> (by imitating his smiley face). He yelled at me and almost threw me out of the class….. I remember that very well.

Thats another story for another time..maybe I can convince SAR to guest blog it…

RVCE Memories – What really happened – Part 1

9 Mar

With our 25th Re-Union in August, suddenly the group address has gotten active. People are reminded of incidents, run ins with the profs etc…

The mention of a certain Prof’s name suddenly caused my buddy SAR to break out in a bout of swears while blaming me and certain other “innocent” people for his trauma…heres a mail from him…

Viji, et-al

You &$%&$%$&$))* & , $%**…BTW those were my kindest words to all of you ^%(&^&^ in the class that deserted me one fine afternoon.

There I was trying to do a good deed for the whole class by trying to get it canceled and what do I find, a bunch of turncoats… .

Those memories are etched- NO, make that BURNED- in my otherwise poor memory. SOme day, some day I will get back for that…
You see what you have triggered… I remember all of you folks who put me on a spot that day.

That day onwards, that (^)(#$% <name of HOD> never lost an opportunity to screw me….

Give me the whereabouts of <name of HOD>– maybe I will get even with him as well.

So what really happened. What caused the normally staid SAR to lose his cool even after 25 years?

To be continued….

Fruit Relief

3 Mar

If its summer, its must be time for Watermelons…while most vendors sell fruits, there are several “fruit salad” vendors.. one of them pictured here does roaring business in Jayanagar 2nd Block (near RK Nursing Home).