Showing posts with label Friendship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friendship. Show all posts

Mar 5, 2008

Of Goodbyes...

Met a fellow geek on a work related visit recently. We struck off immediately, with such eclectic topics of conversation as our crush on Dana Scully, Orion, music, relationships, camera specifications, Dilbert, careers, curvature of light, rainfall on Neptune and hydrocarbons on Titan.

Friendship is easy to forge when you are bunked in with a guy in a 4m x 3m steel container for 4 days bang in the middle of nowhere.

When I was leaving the place yesterday, our cars crossed and we met up on the road, had a shake of hands, and as we got back into our cars we promised that we’ll find each other on orkut.

As my car drove on serpentine roads amongst rice fields, in a semi-somnolent state, I thought. I thought that, had this day been in the pre-internet era, we would have made a slightly grander ceremony of the farewell and surely the word ‘goodbye’ would have figured somewhere in our conversation.

In these times, where every person you ever met, can become a little green blinking light on your computer screen, what happens to goodbyes? As we go on life like this, are we turning worse at saying goodbyes simply because we don’t need to any more? Or maybe we are bringing Elton John’s words to life, friends no longer say goodbye, they just say “add me”.

May 25, 2007

Hic! DFE Ishtyle!

A tribute to the hundreds of parties at my erstwhile residence D First East, Patel or more aptly: ‘DFE Bar’.

“What we said”
*and what we meant*




“I’m in control”
*I’m having fun*

“Nahi be aaj nahi, mujhe sona hai”
*Unlike you losers, I’ve got something better to do tonight*

“18 till I die”
*Wish I was a star like Bryan Adams*

“Idhar aa, mujhe tujhe thapad maarna hai”
*I’m drunk and I can get away with it*


“Tu pee sale, paise main deta hoon”
*I hope you’ll do the same when I’m broke*

“Yeh beer mug phekte hain sale, kitne ki hogi 20 rupaye, 30 rupaye?”
*Let it be known, I’m really drunk*


“Ek quarter aur mangaate hain”
*Damn! Everybody else is more drunk than me, need to catch up quick*

“Aakhri hai chal bottoms up maarte hain”
*Lets hope this last one knocks us out*


“Isko room tak kaun leke jayega?”
*Not me, I don’t want his pukey mouth slobbering on my shoulder*

“Isko yahin pade rehne do”
*Me neither*



“Aaj ***** ki m** c*** doonga”
*I really won’t do anything like that, just break some furniture in frustration instead*


“Oye 2nd year, upper aa, bhondu pata hai?”
*Tag! You’re it!*

“Mujhe puke maarna hai”
*Party’s over for me, you may need to carry me home *

“Abe, I love you be”
*Abe I love you be*


Cheers to all DFE partying everywhere, may it never end!






This just in: J. in a hep bar in Mumbai, on being served a tequila shot,


“Abe itna kam kya be ...charnaamrit de rahe ho kya "