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Thursday

I sold my Ferrari in a South Korean Market to pay my petrol Bills!


Today Rupee at its record lowest and petrol at its bumper hike of 7.5 Rupees, I don’t think so life in India is easy being middle-class. Rising prices. Sweatier traffic jams. Global warming. And then there is gold thing which keeps gnawing away at us, ceaselessly, like a rat at a sack of grain. Now don’t ask me whats with gold, durhhh! Woo atooth bandhan hai!

On other side media talking about how we choose that-which-is-fun over that-which-is-good. Social-media over social service. Junk food over vegetables. IPL over Tests. Katie Perry over Carnatic. Page 3 over the Editorials. “Oops pictures” over…you get the picture.  All it would do in showing the government’s glory in form of ads.

Ad One:
Wife: Baby, I am going out with my friends. I am taking your car! Tum Bus yaa kisi aur ke saat chale jana plz.
Dramatic Husband: Bhool na jaana, door na jaana, O jaane jaana
Wife in Excitement: Arey wah! Full mood mein Aare hoon… (Planting a kiss on his face)
Husband: O jaane jaana, petrol ka bhoj math badana!
*chuckles*
Ad Two:
Mom (over phone to her son): Aaj papa car mein ghoome ne lekar gaye!
Son: Arey wah mama! Woo kaise hua?
Mom: We saved all the money you sent in Kapil Chits to buy a liter of petrol.

*I –want –to bang-my –head expression*
Ad Three:

Gal: Janu, aaj long drive jaane ka mann karra hai !
Boy (in his mind): tujhe sambalna ek ferrari ko maintain karne ke barabar hai! Upar se long drive poochri hai …Bagawan , aaj bacha le.. Mahine ka aakri din.

Then he looks at a dramatic sales man of State bank of India narrating
Worried about the fuel hikes? We are here to support you .We give loans for petrol too”.

*F***U M*** Expression*
Ad Four:
Manapuram Petrol- New Launch!

Now get cash by exchanging Petrol and make life easy!
Leader Actor of the region (in still): We stand for Manapuram, Manapuram stands for you!
*rolling eyes*

 Ok! The bottom line is why the hell is the enlightenment not on selecting/ electing the right. I strongly believe these following people should be in parliament.

1. Rajnikanth: Eternal favorite. Here is one person who everyone in India, North or South, can agree that he is awesome. With Rajni, we won’t need Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles, kingship and rupee at its highest. Only he can tell the world “I will do what I say. I will also do what I don’t say”, which is guaranteed to put the fear of God in those Godless Commies. The fear of Rajni more precisely.

2. Arundhati Roy: I may be wrong but Ms. Roy may have surrendered her Indian citizenship. Of course, metaphorically. So she is definitely eligible for the post. A leading public intellectual and the toast of the chattering classes, she would bring to the Presidential post the same clarity of thought and pragmatism that she exhibits in her twelve-page ramblings, which some believe is auto-generated from a dictionary of phrases like “Hindu right wing” ” military-government-industry cabal” and “exploitation of lower classes” and “Gandhi-ian with guns”, tracts of such marvelous quality. Why not have Aliens vs Predators both together, on the same side?

3. Mahesh Bhatt: Many pundits say that it is now time to move on from 26/11 and reach out to Pakistan in the spirit of Aman-Asha. I agree. The best way to do this would have been to make Kasab President but then again since he is a Pakistani citizen, he perhaps is not eligible. Sania-Bhabhi would also be a good candidate as an emblem of cross-border bonhomie. But unfortunately she is below the age-threshold needed to be President. Though one can argue that if “true” age is defined by how fit and athletic one looks while moving, like say on a tennis court, then she definitely would qualify to be a BJP leader. Which leaves us with Mahesh Bhatt, who will be awesome in this context. Hell, he might even get Atif Aslam to sing our national anthem, Rock-Sufi style. “ How advantageous”

4. Poonam Pandey: Comes with her own C-category security, strong enough to bounce back any missiles from foreign countries. Truly a commander-in-chief who shall lead from the front, enhanced as it is. One of the complaints about the Presidency over the years is that often the citizens have no idea as to what the President is doing. Poonam Pandey will rectify that by supplying an over-dose of information, helped by her dedicated (im) plants in the Press, who shall inform us, even when we do not want to know, every detail about her daily activities.

5. NOT Sachin Tendulkar. I know many people want Sachin to be the President. I certainly do not. First of all, his record of “leading” the team is not that great. Second, it is said that when he performs the team loses. So if he, as President gives a good speech, I am afraid the county might get invaded. Lastly, the President comes with a fixed-term of service. And Sachin, as we have seen of late, does not take kindly to upper-time-limits being imposed on his tenure. Since “No one can tell Sachin to step down” (Fundamental Axiom 1) and he might not want to either (Fundamental Axiom 2), this might create some Idi-Aminish problems.

6. Myself: Yes. Me. First of all, I am a minority candidate since I consider myself (like everybody does themselves) to be in the 10% category of smart Indians that Justice Katju has defined. I like to travel to foreign countries. I also like to host 7-course state dinners and live in a big house. I can give speeches at will on various topics. After all I blog, don’t I? What will I do if the country faces an emergency, which is when the President is really needed, and I am called to make a critical decision?Do exactly what those in power in Delhi today do. Ask Madam.

Ok for now ! I will burg off to sell my Ferrari to get a Hero Cycle!No wonder the monk who sold it first predicted this day :P
Jago India Jago! Go get a Hero before the steel rates multiply.


Credits : Arnab Roy , Sandhya Datta and Google

Sunday

Pune Saga


Finally the saga ends after a solid 2 week torture of Sleepless nights, haunting, evil faces and vampire smiles. Whether the biryani or the bomb blasts; you can’t take away the spirit of Hyderabad from a Hyderabadi. Brought up in a suburb in Hyderabad, the city has surely molded and added its touch to my personality. I should surely tell this, once you live in Hyderabad, you cannot live elsewhere in the world.
PUNE… pune…poooonaaa… whatever it is…..!
Pune, albeit known for its wonderful weather, is a disaster in summers. The dry weather where the sun not only pulls your cheeks from both sides (as if tearing them apart), but also drains every drop out of your system. One can hardly step out after 10am right up to around 4pm when the sun slowly sets.
Traffic….Every second person beyond the age of 18 was on two-wheelers. Every second driver resembled a terrorist with their faces covered beyond recognition, with only their eyes exposed (that too covered with sunglasses). And since I didn’t own a bike there, I was confident of my walking skills, of course, underestimating the severity of the sun above. Barely had I walked 10 minutes (that too at around 11am), with nothing covering my head or face except sunglasses, everything seemed to be going round and round and I had to hail a rickshaw to get me to my destination, which was just 2 lanes away.
The rickshaws in Pune are another story altogether .I would definitely want to write on the ‘Rickshaw-wallas in Pune’ (of course with all the hatred I can muster). The meter system in Pune is ridiculously over-priced as compared to Hyderabad, so for short distances you land up paying almost 2 ½ times that of Hyderabad. And after 8pm, it is a dream if you get a rickshaw anywhere within 5 minutes of stepping out. Rickshaws are there on the road but they flatly refuse to come to where you want to go or ask for Rs. 20 or 30 more than the meter (which is anyway- overpriced). The calculation for the meter is another story of its kind, where you have to multiply the number with 6 and add 2 to get the price you have to pay the rickshaw fellow. The math wizard that I am, had I sat calculating the fare, I could have gone and come back thrice in that much time.
The second difficult aspect in Pune was getting used to the ‘Shuddha Marathi’ here. I kept fumbling for words and then either shifted to English or Hindi. The ‘cha’ of the ‘Chandani Chowk’ or the ‘pha’ being different from the ‘fa’, I had to mark each of my words so that I didn’t goof up on the meanings or pronunciations.
The third and the most difficult thing of Pune was the mentality of the people here. The transportation charges were double than that of Hyderabad but Pune is yet different from Hyderabad. The Puneris, who wouldn’t think twice while watching a movie in a multiplex, would think five times over silly things like paying teachers their due for private classes. They would want everything at their doorstep at prices so low, that they probably won’t pay their maid servants that less. Now y did I ever mention about a maid?? Yeah I overheard that ….
Pune, in spite of all its differences, has a lot that I won’t get in Hyderabad. The superb weather (except in summer) all the time so pleasant that you don’t have to bother about the sweat marks showing on your clothes when you go out. The pace of life in Pune is another wonderful aspect that I love this city for. People here have a life beyond work, where they come in the evenings and either go for walks or just laze around at home, whereas in Hyderabad, you spend half your time travelling long distances, thus making it so fast paced that you crave for a break very soon. Shopping and night life is just tooo awesome!!Every city has its ups and downs, I might yet be very partial to Hyderabad. Bye Bye Pune….
Hyderabadddddd……here I come !!! I feels like a lost friend reunion after 20 long years!!!