The crazy cat ate the lazy rat which nibbled at my hat. It deserved a pat, but I being a dirty brat, took a bat and smashed it flat. I know it smells like fart, but I call it 'Art'.
NOTE: The article contains hidden profanity. Read on at your will. Suraj na badla, Chand na badla , Na badla re Aasmaan, Kitna badal gaya insaan, O kitna badal gaya insaan There was a time, when he used to go crazy about toys and comics. Today he is crazy about girls in bikinis. Half a decade ago, he thought the world's most deadliest disease was heart attack. He now calls it a heart-break !! He used to go under the shower with his buddy and come out of the bathroom with him in the same towel. Back then, all that was called cute, funny and lovely. Today, even if he just holds a buddy's hand and walks down the road, he is called Gay. He 'd show his nostrils or flash out his tongue to mock at someone. Today, he does it by flashing THE FINGER. That little fellow when he seldom swore, used terms like donkey, monkey, dog, pig, stupid, idiot and then go out of words. He now replenished his vocab with beeps, stars and other special characters (****, *^%$, $...
I love movies for all the obvious reasons n one more.Every time I go out to watch one, something good happens.Last evening I was on my way to watch K i t e s here in Jodhpur when I got a message from Tony that Chaitu got selected to THE INDIAN NAVY .It was great news.It was one of his biggest dreams.He had worked quite hard for it and after a long wait of nearly half a year, it has finally come true.He 'll soon be a Commissioned Officer.Chaitu was on his way to the famous Sampath Vinayak Temple with his mom when I called him on phone to congratulate him... Mom + God + Dream + Hard work = Success .Equation seems to be good enough, right?!!..Tony, to celebrate Chaitu's success had taken his friends out for a treat in Hyd n I treated myself to a plate of mouth-watering Ras Malai .Since I had bought the tickets already, I darted straight to Screen 2 .I reached just in time.I was searching for my seat, F8 , when the movie started.But I found somebody already sitting at my place.T...
That 'hit and run' drama queen in Delhi didn't spare a thought for the mango man while doing his never conclusive pointless tamashas. That ever so wise Pappu and Co. was oblivious of the same mango man while plundering the nation through the umpteen number of scams for more than half a century. That cyclist while letting his bicycle's spokes poke the land of Taj red didn't bother about the common man. Those sickle bearers have no remorse in turning a great metro city into a trash bin and compel many mango men to become Puja visitors. That sister didn't care when she and her flowers behaved like a bull in a china shop wherever they set foot. Out of the blue, ab saala sab nautanki waale lambi qataaron se pareshaan hain. So much for a queue?!!! Public ire never mattered to them. Law and Order was taken for a ride. Basic amenities were tossed away. Ripe mango was being turned into a chusa hua mango for eternity. I wonder then how did mere queues get their atten...
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