Why do I want a dog!

I will soon be moving to the silicon valley and am pretty psyched about the experiences in store. Be it my quest to find that perfect abode or wanting to enroll myself for guitar lessons, salsa classes or the hidden butterfly in me planning to shine in the nightlife of the city, mind is glittering with excitement. But, most of all, I am riveted to the idea of getting a little dog.

I am no Paris Hilton desperate for a lap candy. So, I don’t want my ‘StudMax’ to be a shallow boy toy. Yeah right.. I named him that. His existence will have a deeper purpose in my life.

To begin with, I know he will take me for a walk daily thanks to his nature calls and my nature to stay in a hygienic house. I already see myself turning into a bundle of 50 pages from the current 100.

I will not have to push myself beyond the point where even Chicken Chilly starts to get on the nerves just because I don’t have the heart to waste it. I know there will be a man right next to me salivating for the chicken more than I ever do. So, overeating gets off the chart as well.

This sourpuss world must be wondering if my weight is all I worry about. It couldn’t be more wrong because I care about peace of mind too!

After a daylong bickering with computer, all I would want is a quiet evening with an understanding person, X and talk about trivial things, go for a walk, talk, eat panipuri and talk. Even before this hypothetical X comes to life, I know X will talk back, preach me. Somehow I will simply be shut up. Hopefully with an icecream. ;)

But, once I finish it off I will be reminded of how I just wanted someone to listen to my cribbing without being judgemental. ‘StudMax’ is the answer to this need of mine.    

Besides, I will be thrilled to improvise on my ‘Sad puppy face’, ‘Curious puppy eyes’ and ‘Innocent puppy look’ weapons under the master himself.  

Before anyone brands me sexist for overlooking a bitch for the aforesaid privileges, I hereby reveal that it is because I won’t let anyone replace the lovely bitches in my life. :D

             3 cheers to my powerpuff girls and my dog-of-the-hour, my ‘StudMax’! :D     

Arz Kia Hai...(2)

Sabhi darwaaze hain band dekhoSabhi raastey hain tang dekhoPar raahi ke hausley ke saamneSabhi uske saathi hain dang dekho
 Hawaa ko kaun door rok paaya haiPaani ko kaun floor rok paaya haiBas isi ummeed me ki manzil milegiAaj sab log hain uske sang dekho
 Na chaal dekho, na dhaal dekhoNa hi uska kya hai haal dekhoKya paana hai usko bhi kya pataPar sirf uske jeeney ka dhang dekho
 Dil me lekar armaan kayiDene ko hain farmaan kayiChoomne ko khula aasaman koiUdi hai aaj ye patang dekho

Arz Kia Hai... (1)

Har chehre ke peechey ek aur chehra hai
Har muskuraahat pe shikan ka pehra hai
Upar se to lagti hai ye sirf ek kharonch
Par asal me ye zakhm utna hi gehra hai

Kehte hain samay ko koi bhi rok na paaya
Par haqueekat me waqt yahin pe thehra hai
Yun to sunne waale hain kayi yahan pe
Par gaur se dekho to har koi behra hai

Not the Right way. Not the wrong way. It’s the Indian way

1.       I want my kid to be independent

 Except handling trivial things like social behavior, career and choice of life partner, an average Indian parent has always pushed for independent thinking among kids.

2.       I am painting the town red

Implies I am a paan lover and every corner of the staircase is my basin.

3.       Our rivers are magical

Not just because of religious reasons, we believe that even the garbage that is dumped in vanishes miraculously.

4.       Growth in GDP hurts

Because GDP stands for Gas, Diesel and Petrol

  

5.       Government is sports friendly

Money shower follows success. Vice versa may not be true.

6.       We care about ‘Balika Vadhu’

Those 30 minutes of daily attention may be greater than what many Balikas and Vadhus will ever get.

7.       Our Education system is rich

Students pay well to be given an opportunity to mug well even in not-so-well institutions.

8.       Production rate is very high

Yeah, we are talking about babies here.

9.       As You Like It

All the world's a loo,
And all the men and women merely roadside poopers:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time will pee at many parts…..