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I'd like to mention some things my close friends have said. Some are their regular dialogues, others are their most brilliant ones and the rest are both combined. Also, I have mentioned things they said that meant a lot to me. They are not all meant to be funny or anything.
Reena:
"Lovey, just tell him- I don't like you, you fool. I am dumping you. F U Ben C!"
(with reference to Jewel who is in stupid 10th and is never seen) "She's preparing for NASA."
(she is born in '88) "I'm born in '89."
"I have no time."
"Spice beer."
"Look, look. I have muscles!"
"You're online? See my scraps!"
"Biiiiiiiiing."
"Aaaale my waaaffyy."
"Innit?"
Nivedita:
"Aavjo."
"Ragini, who is my real father?"
"Lets mix Harlaksh's lectures with porn, give it to people and see if they have the will to live through it!"
"Ragini, I can't come today."
"She: I told my group members that I'm going to Gujarat so I can't do any work for the project.
Me: You're going to Gujarat?
She: No, I want to do kaam-chori for once in my life.
Me: Ah, wonderful. But why Gujarat?
She: Well, it was the first place that came to my head, so..."
"Bingo is my most favorite dog in the world!"
"Chod na, kayko bhav deti hai?"
(extremely slowly, in the leg pulling accent) "Kisssseeey baat karr rahii haaiii...?"
Ambar:
(gets into the jeep, smiles and says) "Are you happy now?"
(when we went to expensive restaurant and I decide we should order the cheapest item on the menu)
"Ragini, the cheapest item on the menu is probably water!"
"Arey sorry bola na!"
"Arey sorry yaar."
"Chal na, sorry."
"...and one fresh lime soda."
"Raaaaaaagini."
"Felt like satin."
(to annoying kid) "Yeah man, we slept together."
"Baadmein baat karta hoon."
"Haan, toh sunn na. *Takes deep breath* So, there's this babe, right..." (Story about his keedagiri follows)
"Tu meri Rags hai yaar."
Shreyas:
"Mast hai re."
"You have the most amazing smile."
"Bike par ek round maarneka, fir doosra round par aise paach ladki log baith jaega."
"I wanted you to be perfect."
" *laughter* "
"Yeh kya chashma pehen ke rakha hai, take it off."
"Dekh tu kitni achchi dost hai meri!"
"See babes, just because you color your hair black, it doesn't mean you are a brunette."
Harlaksh:
"Kidhar hai?"
"Hold kar."
"Hello."
"Chal dekhte hai."
"I am never late."
(Went to Borivali from Andheri and back by rick for multiple days. He wears a HELL lot of branded stuff.)"I don't waste money. What I spend on ricks, you people spend on clothes. I don't waste money on clothes."
"Nobody cares any more. People have become heartless."
(When we lecture him on how he shouldn't be nocturnal on random days) "I am flexible."
"Ha ha ha."
James:
"Izzat se."
"Kasam se."
"Arey they must have the sense to open the computer and clean na?"
"Sir, *gives correct answer to every question ever asked to him in classes*."
"Arey tu kitni achchi hai yaar."
"Chal na, jaate hai na."
"I know I'm a genius."
"Agar main kahoon, mujhe tumse mohabbat hai, meri bas yehi chahat hai toh kya kahogi?"
(When asked how his exam was) "Easy tha." "Faltoo tha." "Kuch bhi nahi tha." "Mast tha."
"Laterz."
Vein:
"REIN!"
(Yells at girl whose head is blocking his view at the college fest) "Why should I look at your head? It's as good as my butt!"
"Waah."
"I am going to be a scientist."
"Physics."
(How are you, vein?) "As handsome as ever."
"I will be shattered if I lose you as a friend."
(Every convo) "You didn't come for my thread ceremony."
"Hutt!"
I request the above people to leave comments. And also include dialogues of MINE that they feel are worth mentioning. I will edit the above post periodically :)
Baby has been declared 'Vizaac ni jackal' by my grand-aunt. Thats in Gujarati. In English, it means she is a jackal from Vishakapatnam. When my aunt lived there, when she'd be sitting outside her home to chill, she'd see random jackals running. Thats pretty much similar to the sight everyone who lives at my place is used to. Except that we don't need to sit outside, and we also cuddle with and feed said jackal who is also nicknamed 'Attapattu' (said real fast like 'atpatu')...
Baby is always running, with mounds of enthusiasm. Every time Baby runs, its with the emotion of 'I have to run NOW, or i will die.' While running, she needs to have something in her mouth, that doesn't belong to her but is stolen. The only one of her belongings that she runs with is a sock, which she'd gladly abandon for one of our chappals or a dirty cloth or a bed sheet or cotton or a shoe or even 1.5 kg dumbbells for that matter. Baby sometimes wets her paws in the bathroom, and then adds some skidding to the running. And then after all the running she refuses to sleep. Its because she desperately needs to look out of the windows. To calm her down, our plan of action is quite simple. Give her a bone or the ball and shut all windows. We shut the windows because she looks out with the ball/bone in her mouth, which she unconsciously drops and then becomes confused.
When does Baby sleep then? Baby very conveniently sleeps when its time to eat lunch or dinner. When yelled at ('KHAANA KHAO!!!') she wags her tail, widens her eyes, licks herself and gives excuses. The entire body language at that point of time clearly states that forcing her to eat would be of no use as she was too sleepy/only wants to play and she would not co-operate. Then maybe after a couple of hours she'll eat, more likely she won't though. Once Baby is asleep she is the most angelic thing you'd see. You can fall asleep beside her/on her/below her and she will be most happy. She never falls asleep in an empty room, she prefers being near family members (who she attacks when she wakes up for some reason). Baby's favourite pre-nap activity would be nibbling on whatever is in reach.
And then, she's awake and running.
When baby's bladder/rectum sends signals to her brain she trots into the bathroom secretly, does what she needs to and then comes out wagging her tail but looking very guilty, she feels she has done something wrong. But its a very momentary feeling because the next second she begins to search for something to devour. A very common sight is baby running into the room and then looking at you , expecting you to play with her or giving the expression of 'Now what can I do here?!'
Other peculiarities of Baby would be:
1. Attacking when you're leaving home.
2. Chasing you if you move a bit fast.
3. Pretending that she's in extreme discomfort by yelping if you try to get her off your bed and also snapping back.
4. Over enthusiasm at your arrival home because of which you end up with nasty scratches.
5. Never learning from punishment.
6. Rarely recognizing regular visitors.
7. Blocking Bingo when he's trying to get to some place.
Baby has more stamina then all 5 members of my family combined. Baby loves each of us very much. She loves the world, and everything it has to offer her.
Kaafi babe bhi hai... I'm so jealous.
My board exams started today... I am doomed.
Yesterday was weird. I begin on my previous post and then the lights go out! Actually there's nothing weird in that, but then for the past 3 years that I've been living here, stuff like this hasn't happened too much. Right... So then my sis asks me to go find oogappa (known as mama to all here, including his wife :-/) and ask him what the problem was, cuz it was just our building that had the cut. I first look out of my window hoping to spot him. I spot a monkey. No, i'm not saying that mama is a monkey, but i saw a monkey. This pink faced, ugly, huge thing that made bingo look small! Since i was 3 floors above this monkey i forget about it and i leave the house. I go downstairs to find the woman on second floor all confused. She seems quite keen to know how we find out when the lights come back, but then this was the first time I was doing the same so i make a joke out of that and we laugh. (Yuck). Then i reach downstairs and the monkey is right there. It looks triple the size i presumed. Its eyes are on me. It looks freakishly insane. No thinking involved here.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
I run for my life to the first floor and look downstairs from the window on the floor. I can't see it. Did it copy me and run in the opposite direction? Nah, too cartoonish. So then i go up to second floor. I see it climbing the pipes next to the staircase. The first floor guy, who had just arrived found all of this really amusing and started whistling at that huge enormous never ending monster!!! I was half hoping it would pounce on him. Then i get too pakaod so i go tell the second floor woman about the monkey. Each of us creates a big commotion at home and demands that all windows be closed. Then my sis studies and i eat puris in candlelight.
Anyway, after some effort, we find out that electricity wasn't coming back till ten, and it was back at eight. And i don't know what happened to the monkey in the end. It haunts me still :-o
I should write about how much we love mama's antics. Later...
The Gods seem to be pleased with me. Just a few years ago I was a girl without a purpose in life. My existence could not have been more pointless. And then, without warning, i come across my biggest inspiration- ambar's blog. Man, could anything be more inspiring? Poetry- The only non-boring thing I've come across. With all the fancy English and all the deep thought involved in the process of making a poem (that ecstatic bloggers were fortunate enough to read), plumber's blog made me want to be part of it, someway, somehow. By hook or by crook. Come hell or high water. I'm out of phrases. And today, after all the years of my tedious thinking and posting, i have achieved my first 'syndication' he says. Amby valley, you couldn't have honored me more. Now that I have a special mention in ambarc's blog (whose posts dozens of his avid fans wait for... with bated breath of course) my being has gained significance. Ah, Nirvana!
Woohoo!
Whatever dumber, in the humble albeit currently pakao pursuit of managing a blog that has good posts, my latest creation is 'tangency', which promises to be much better than the last horror of a blog. Because this time I'll just be myself. And the rag rap will be the same, with all its tangency intact ;-) The last time was just a big bore to be honest. Maybe not for the readers, but definately for me. Whatever.
Note to Didi- This may not be as good as your sidey articles but i don't care. Hahahahahaha. Btw, 'Nudge, nudge... Didi!' might be up shortly. :-)
*Drumroll*
"And I present to you, my new blog!"
*Applause*
(In the appropriate accent)
"Thank you, thank you very much..."
