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What is the problem with the ladies? They are not designing the microphone to be perplexed by it. Do you need to be an Einstein to even use a mic?
Huh, I am in urgent need of a girl friend. Actually the story is that a close friend of mine is going to a long road trip to the North after her marriage and she said that I could accompany them if I am coming with a girl friend. I would love to go to the trip and if someone can help me with it, it would be really sweet.
The trip would mostly be in 6 months, but it doesn't hurt having a good start - so I am beginning to work on this from now on. If someone is interested or know of someone who is interested, please comment here.
When seeing through the old photos, found this one from Arul's folder. This dog's name is Tinu, but I am afraid that Arul changed his name to cnu after I heard it wrong on the phone. Anyway I must get a photo along with this dog sometime when I see him. Then I could upload it as "Tinu and cnu".
Update: On seeing this, Arul wants to change the name to tnu. But he won't know the difference anyway.
Update 2: Poor Tinu. He died of some disease before I could get a pic.
"When I started to play tennis, I wanted to be a doctor. I had to choose between tennis and being a doctor and I chose tennis. Now, thanks to MGR University, both my dreams have come true," - These are the words of Sania Mirza when she got the honorary doctorate from MGR University. MGR University is known for these doctorates (they were the ones who gave doctorate to actor Vijay). She doesn't even know that a medical doctor is totally different from the honorary doctorate these universities give to celibrities.
What has happened to the University? BTW who gave the stinky college a deemed university status? They should be thrown behind bars or better, bars should be driven behind them. What did Sania Mirza do to get a doctorate. Maybe for her research on the "Corelation between the length of the skirt and the amount of panties shown"?
If getting a doctorate was so easy, I could very well use my doctorate certificate I got from Thunderwood College. I have attached the certificate for others to verify. Now all that is remaining is to get a job in Google.
And if I remember right, there was some law passed which states that all colleges/universities mustn't give away such worthless honorary doctorates to celibrities. What did happen to it? Was it passed?
Morning as usual I woke up early and slept again. When I woke up again by 7:50, I found that everyone had their boxes out and eating their breakfast. We weren't even remotely ready to get ours in Vijayawada. I woke up Sathya and we got some pretty good breakfast and juice at Vijayawada. We asked that big, fat guy to go sit somewhere else till we finish our food and atlast he moved his ass.
We had out breakfast and soon he was back into business and we were back to the upper berth. Soon the train began to slow down at every other signal and by the time it reached Nellore, it was an hour late. It reached Chennai by 5:30 pm and Sathya was speaking to someone (his aunt I guess) that the train's scheduled time is 9:10 and is an hour early - so they can expect him by 8:10. This made me thinking "Oh, I wonder how they believe these things? Its the most illogical thing I have heard today".
So we left and had a great tiffin at Saravana Bhavan and then got an Auto and reached my home to give Sathya his paycheck. There are many things missing here which the would be obvious to the people related and they would know how to get those details.
But this was THE most greatest trip that I had and which couldn't be quite easily forgotten. Though I didn't get to see many of Reena's friends as she had promised, the trip was worth it.
I wish Reena and Pinakin a great married life and now my fingers are getting numb and sore after typing in almost 4000 words. One interesting thing I have decided to do is to have a new hobby and only a select few know about this and the amount of influence it will have on the others.
So, I would stop here for now and will probably have to do this again sometime during March. Till then, only short posts and funny pics of cats.
Today I woke up by 3:30 (Ok, it was around 4) and got some hot water from the sleepy attendant and we got ready by 5. Arul had told us to come to Reena's house to get the sweets before we leave and she left for the airport.
After getting the sweets and getting dropped in the middle where we could get an auto, we reached the station and got into the train. While waiting for the train to start we had our cuppa tea and then sat down.
In Vadodara a big Tamil group came in (I think Lakshman Shruthi team) and a guy who was supposed to sit with my also came in. The TTR asked whether he could trade places for a girl (named Divya, 17) so that their family can be together - but he wanted only a side berth. If only he went to that place, things would have been completely different.
So he sat in the seat and within minutes he lied down and began to sleep. He got up only to goto the loo and for almost 30 hours he was lying on the seat. I was totally exhausted sleeping in the upper berth and would have become mad if the train didn't reach soon enough.
We were pretty bored looking at what others were doing. One thing I noted was many families there carry a huge cardboard box (size of a normal cabinet box) and when it was time to eat, we discovered the hidden truth about it. It was full of food and then had a variety of things to eat and they even have things to mix up on the go. We Tamils couldn't match their preparedness and if we were to go on a week journey - would probably end up dead.
There was one girl in Sathya's bay who was a bit heavy and who had got a upper birth. She was having difficulty climbing the berth as it was close to the door. So Sathya (the usual hero) goes up to the girls (there were two of them and the other was like Kamalini Mukherjee) and tells the girl something in English. What he said was that it was dangerous to climb up as the door was in the way and people could open it without noticing the girl (its difficult to not notice that big girl). So he suggested that she climbed the opposite berth and jump over to her's. I was thinking "Ok, he is ready to drill a huge hole in the floor". After he said and left the two girls were amused by the suggestion of Sathya that they were looking and laughing at him as if he were a jerk.
That day were were tired of the food from the pantry that we got some bread and omlette and had our dinner and slept. The day was pretty boring (as will be the next day) but I was occupied with my book (my iPod was totally drained).
Sathya was complaining that he needs something kill time and so I asked him to calculate the average speed between the stations from the LED display. And the next day I found that he did calculate the speed. Boy, he does need a life.
Update: I forgot to tell about the pair of jeans hanging on the window. Sathya wore the same jeans and it wasn't washed yet.
After the wedding was over, Sathya went off to see a friend from IIM and me, Arul and Bhavik were waiting in the lobby. He had told me that he would come around before 9pm to get his stuff for the airport as his flight will be from 9 - 12 (direct flight).
Arul was waiting for her fiance and we were seeing some pics. After a while Karthik came in and she went off to introduce him to Reena. I was sitting around with Bhavik and Jai (a little boy who was playing with my mobile) when I got a call from Arul and she asked me to come with them off to Gandhi Ashram. I didn't want to go and disturb them, but she asked "You are going to sit around with nothing to do. Its better you come with us". So we left in the car booked by Karthik.
We searched for some restaurant so that he can eat something. We got to a place and I had "Cold Coffee" which was literally sweetened, cold, coffee water. After that we went to the Gandhi Ashram and were seeing all the writings and pictures. Soon I got a call for Sathya asking whether I had cancelled the train tickets and that he had cancelled the flight plans and would be coming back in the train. He also asked me where I was and said that he would soon come there.
We went around the place and then came down to sit by the grass when Sathya came in. After about 15 mins, I called Sathya to come over to the Sabarmati river bank and we both went off. After sometime, Sathya told that he wanted to get some Khadhi kurtas and we went back into the ashram. After sometime, everyone were asked to leave as they were about to close the place and so we both decided to go and get the kurta he wanted.
After walking down the road and asking a few people we found out that all shops were closed as it was a Sunday. We then got an auto back to the room and the auto driver stopped the vehicle in the middle for some unknown reason. Luckily he stopped in from of the Gulmohar Park and we already wanted to go there. So we went there and the first shop that caught my eyes were the iStore.
We went in and saw the new MacBook and played around with it. It was so slim and sexy that if left for a few more hours I would have run out with it. We then got a Phillips earphones for my iPod and went to every floor. We had some Samosas, Katchoris and shake. We were pretty full from the lunch and this is all we could have.
Then we found a video game place and Sathya wanted to go and play around there and got some cards and we played on for 1 hour. We finally finished with a game of basket ball. In the middle we got a call from Arul asking us where we were and whether we will be coming for dinner? We said "No way. we are busy for an hour". It was damn addicting and when someone keeps losing to you, it just adds up to the pleasure.
Later we got home and after talking to Reena's parents for a few minutes, we told them that we would need to start the next day early as the train was at 6:30. I also made sure that I get hot water at 4 in the morning.
I kept the alarm at 5 and I woke up by 5 on hearing the alarm. But since I am famous for switching it off and sleeping back again, I got a call from Arul by 5:45 and I lied to her that I was awake only. I had to wrap the gift and it took me solid 30 mins to do a small box. Then I got ready and was searching for the attender of the guest house to get some hot water. As luck would have it, I had to bathe in the ice cold water and then reached the wedding hotel by 8:30 with the gifts, hunger and a bad headache.
I went there and was waiting for Sathya to come and was constantly being asked by everyone "Where is your friend?" and I had to tell "Oh he is sleeping. Will be coming" or "He is on his way". After calling him numerous times, he said "The water supply is stopped and I am waiting for the water in the bathroom". After 45 mins, "Oh, just now got the water. Will bathe and start immediately".
One thing I learnt while I was sitting there was that some girl in a green saree (I doubt whether it was a saree, looked like a cross between a chudidhar+Dhuppatta+saree) had changed the dress 3 times. I also notice that everyone keeps on changing the dress every now and then. I wonder how they do it and where?
Till Sathya came I had to sit around looking sheepishly at the small kids running around and listening to the talk of the guy-in-the-yellow-t-shirt.
There are two such conversations:
The groom's friends have come in from Singapore and this yellow-t-shirt-guy was telling, "You see those chinese people. They are the husband's friends. When pinakin came, they too came and my father asked me to go and see whether the rickshaw guy cheats the foreigner. You see in India, we always cheat foreigners."
I keep nodding my head for everything he says with occasional "hm" or "Yeah". Then he continues "You see the meter said 94rs but the rickshaw wala was asking for 100rs. He was trying to cheat 6rs from the foreigners. They too didn't have 94rs and were about to give 100rs."
I was thinking "6rs? Oh My God. You better never come down south. You wouldn't survive an hour. And no sane person would have exact 94 rs. We always give Rs.100 and get back change".
He goes on saying "So I gave my money 94rs to the rickshaw guy. Now I was thinking whether I should get the 94 rs back from them or not". I was about to say "Buddy, if they had 94 rs they would have given it. They didnt have the frigging money and you had it. You are a loser and so be happy about it", but ended up saying "No, they are guests. You shouldnt ask them for the money".
Sathya came in atlast and everyone were getting ready to welcome the groom in the car. There were dance and lots of enjoyment in front of the hotel.
The other incident with the yellow-t-shirt-guy was - we both were sitting and suddenly he comes up and asks Sathya "Arul Mozhi is not looking". Sathya was shocked to hear that. We asked him "What?" and he said "No, I looking that Arul Mozhi is not looking anywhere." For a moment both of us didn't know whether to laugh first or to tell him to go off. What he meant is left to the imagination of the reader.
Later the bride and the groom came in and there were the usual formalities to be done. First they were asked to sit facing each other and then they sat next to each other. But whatever they did, they didn't do it facing the 300 odd audience. They turned the other way around and everyone had to stand balancing on each other's toes to take the pics. And Sathya was taking the pics - but he missed most of the groom. Arul took the pic of the back of the pundit and Sathya took the pic of the back of the green saree girl.
Then there was some frying pan in the middle of the platform and the pundit suddenly light it. But on the wrong side. He light it inside the pan and this was the fire they had to circle around. The bride and the groom circled it and there was some competition about who sat down first. There was also some game with they stealing the groom's shoes and asking for money. Oh god, they are so dumb. Instead of stealing the shoes, they should have taken the wallet and would have gotten the money easily.
The people there were really good and were so cool with us sitting there looking like a bunch of idiots looking at the actual wedding while everyone were eating their full at the buffet.
Anyway, after all this we had some really nice food and lots of Gulfis and fruit halwa. After that we went and gave the gifts and talked to both of them before they went off to a huge family lunch. The wedding was officially over and what happened after that comes up in the next part.
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