Thoughtful Wanderings

The Return

2010-11-16T05:59:00.000-08:00

Well there is no better way to start this than saying "Hey, What up?!". I know that half of you guys now are going like,"So much for an expansive vocabulary! And he's writing a blog??!!". Trust me guys. There's nothing I can say. It feels great to be back in Blogdom. After more than a year long hiatus, I don't know what prompted me to be back. Maybe its too much of NFS, too much partying, too much of viva induced depression, the pedo smile guy, Keith spamming my inbox and my wall to revive TW. I don't know. I guess the preparation leave is in fact the best time to be back.

I must admit I've been planning to restart writing for quite sometime now. I have been reading my old posts. I really have no clue what was so interesting that it got more than 2000 views. My mom happened to stumble upon it and absolutely hated it. But anyway i would be lying if i said all the old posts weren't nostalgic. I reminisce the good times and not so good times. StoryTellers brings a smile back to my face. (I'm sorry I never completed it). I still feel proud when some of my friends use terms like duty time in day to day conversations. I'm glad I could get through to you almost seamlessly and you could relate to it all. So thanks for all the love and support. Its probably the only reason I'm back.

A year has passed since Thoughtful Wanderings has been conceived and I must say things have been only getting better. Sure, I must have missed a few parties, a few sleepovers, a few friends here and there; but I really wish I could be there. All said and done, its ok, its all good. Got my future planning going on now. Got a great deal of paperwork and running about for that. So thats keeping me busy but its good. Wasn't totally off the literary scene. Wrote a few short movie scripts for a few school friends, they loved it. Finally completed recording a whole music album of covers. (Best idea I ever had!) Celebrated my 21st in fine style. Celebrated some other 21st' (and a 20) in equally grand fashion. Life's been better than it ever was. The "Memories-That-Last-A-Lifetime" folder has been updated heavily. So I think this might be a good time to attend to those little things that I enjoyed but gave up temporarily for some reason or the other. So apart from World Domination and Saving The World, I'm gonna be updating my blog from time to time. I don't think there will be another series of StoryTellers, but I'm not promising anything. But lets see. Inshallah, I'll be around for longer than last time. Until the next post, Keep Wandering....

StoryTellers - Episode 4 - Part 5

2010-01-03T06:36:00.003-08:00

Part 5

7 January 2010

19:59:39

Place: CJ's place.

All the girls were in the house, chitchatting as usual. The guys were away to meet CJ at the hospital. Siya had been waiting for Sid to talk to her after the incident a couple of days ago. Apart from that everything seemed to be fine. Just then the guys walked in.

Ryan: Ok girls we have a good news and a bad news.

Ritika: Good news first please.

Ryan: Ok. Firstly, CJ is getting better. He was talking to us today. His wounds have healed faster than expected. The doctor said that if his condition improves, he could be discharged in a fortnight.

Charlotte: Thank God. I wanna see him right away.

Sid: He’s sleeping now. We’ll go tomorrow morning.

Varun: Second good news. There isn’t. I was just kiddin’

Vinnie: Oh he’s such a bitch!

Ritika: And the bad news is?

Ryan: The real Marushkya security check is scheduled for 12th.

Charlotte: Damn! That’s the day, I told him, I’ll be coming.

Sid: So we’re rescheduling the whole job to 11th. That means Charlotte will have to go and inform Wilson about it.

Charlotte: I hate that bastard. Plus wont it be a little suspicious?

Varun: Not if you want to.

8 January 2010

10:45:12

Place: Wilson’s office.

Wilson: I told you Mehra. Forget about CJ. He’s gone. Transfer his money to the bank, not the vault. I’m thinking of buying something for Mrs. Wilson this weekend. So put it in my account.

Mehra: Sir but the tax cut?

Wilson: Doesn’t matter. Lets do something legal for a change.

Charlotte: May I come in sir?

Wilson: Oh yes please. Mehra get to work. I’m a little busy now.

Charlotte: Good morning, dear. How are you?

Wilson: I’m good, but I must say its highly unorthodox to see an army official twice a week in my office.

Charlotte: I’m here to inform about a slight change in the schedule. The check will be on 11th Jan.

Wilson: Why the sudden change? It’s highly uncharacteristic of Marushkya’s army.

Charlotte: The check dates have been revamped all over the country. You can confirm it with my seniors.

Wilson: I think I should do that.

Mehra: Excuse me, sir. May I come in?

Wilson: What is it, Mehra?!

Mehra: Sir do you want to transfer Vinita Shetty’s money to your account as well?

Wilson: Yes do that! She’s another gone case.

Mehra: Sir but the tax cut after these depositions will be sizeable and can raise suspicion.

Wilson: Now what to do?!

Charlotte: Why don’t you gift it to your wife, Willy?

Wilson: What are you talking about?

Charlotte: According to new amendments into the Indian Gift Tax Act, a one-time annual gift to a direct relative is non-taxable. You can give the money to your wife and the I-T department cannot touch a single penny.

Wilson: What the hell are you talking? Are you serious?

Charlotte: Go get it checked if you want. The I-T people will reconfirm that for you.

Mehra: Shall I do that sir? Retransfer it to madam’s account?

Wilson: Ya do that. You are as smart as beautiful you are.

Charlotte: I studied law before my father made me join the army. You were about to call my superiors.

Wilson: I guess there’s no need for that. I trust you.

Charlotte: Well then. We’ll meet on 11th. I have a little naughty surprise for you then.

Wilson: Oh I can’t wait for it…

Charlotte: I’ll see you then…

Back at CJ’s place.

Varun: Damn, you’re smooth, lady. I thought we were done. We were done if he had called the head office.

Charlotte: Thanks. But that was close.

Ryan: I know. Lets hope to avoid these situations.

Charlotte: Hey there was this one anomaly I saw in his office. Wilson's actually tapping on Tia. I saw a video grab and some images of Sid talking to Tia.

Varun: What? Where?

Charlotte: On Wilson’s laptop.

Sid: That’s impossible!

Siya: Is it??!

Ryan: What is it Siya?

Siya: He went and met his old crush the other day.

Ryan: Dude, I thought you’d stay away. Come on, you told us.

Sid: Its fine guys, no problem.

Vinnie: I don’t think so. I did find a copy of the images make way to the local security database.

Ryan: That means they’ll be watching you if you turn up near the office.

Sid: That’s not a big deal seriously. Guys you know me.

Varun: Not any more. You went behind our back. You chose Tia over all of us, and CJ.

Ryan: I guess we have only one option.

Varun: You’re out Sid.

Ritika: What!!! How can he be just out!

Varun: His involvement puts us all at risk. We can’t afford to be caught especially on this one. Either we let him go or we shut the whole thing down and tell CJ we failed.

Sid: This whole thing was my idea. It’s mine.

Varun: Not anymore.

Charlotte: But he can’t just be out. He’s the one supposed to be inside the building on the D-day. If anything goes wrong he’ll know first.

Varun: Siya, will you be inside?

Siya: Me…I can … I can do it.

Varun: Good. Let Anthony know about the change in plan. Lets get back to work.

Siya: By the way Sid, don’t try to call me up and explain things. Coz if you would have wanted to, you would have done it long ago. Now leave us alone. For the better interest of the job…

Sid: For the better interest…

Concluding part, la season finale

Episode: 5 - A Story To Tell – Part II

StoryTellers - Episode 4 - Part 4

2010-01-03T06:36:00.001-08:00

Part 4

5 January 2010

10:30:13

Place: CJ's place.

Siya: But why didn't you tell me about her?

Sid: Coz it wasn't that big a deal. Only the guys knew about it. I met her at a marriage, she got flirting, i reciprocated.

Siya: You "reciprocated"?

Sid: Come on. It was years ago. And she didn't know I was 15. Besides her boyfriend then came and bashed me up.

Siya: And you did nothing?

Sid: It was my fault. One doesn't flirt with a girl already in a relationship. But I did get him flowers in the hospital. He ended up with a few fractured bones.

Siya: You got “him” flowers?

Sid: This part of the program is sponsored by Ryan, CJ and Varun.

Ryan: Thanks for the credit.

Siya: You guys are crazy.

Sid: Ok Siya. Keep me posted about the proceedings on the monitor. I have to go now.

Ritika: Where are you going?

Sid: I'll be back in 10 min. Ryan even you have to pick up the delivery na?

Ryan: Ya. I'll be leaving too.

Thirty minutes later

Vinnie: I just cant stop laughing watching the feed from front wall security cam. Varun making dosas, who would've thought?!

Siya: Hey isn't that Sid?

Ritika: What? Near the front gate?

Vinnie: Ya thats him.

Siya: What is he doing there? Did they tell something about this?

Ritika: No. Nothing. Call him up na Siya.

Siya: I'm trying.

Vinnie: Oh he cut the phone!

Siya: How did you know?

Ritika: We can see it right here, stupid! Where is he going?

Vinnie: Isn't that Tia's office? God damn, it is!

Ritika: They don't even have a camera in her office. Damn it!

Siya: Lets not tell the guys about this please, girls. I'll take care of it. He'll talk to me.

Vinnie: Hey look who's coming through the front door.

Ritika: She looks really good in black na?

A tall fair personnel enters his office looking dashing in her black Marushkya attire.

Wilson: Hello beautiful... How may i help you?

Official: I think its the other way round Mr.Wilson.

Wilson: I thought the security check wasn't till 13th Jan. What are you doing in my office now?

Official: The check is rescheduled according to the convenience of the new area commander. It will be on the 12th.

Wilson: Who's the new official?

Official: Area Commander Charlotte Jarvis at your service.

Wilson: Charlotte. Thats a sweet name...

Charlotte: Thanks. You can call me CJ.

Wilson: I rather not. I don’t like the name. Charlotte is much better. So tell me what brings you to my office?

Charlotte: Just completing the formality of meeting local clients. Off the record, my colleague who worked here before told me that you were of the fewest hotties in town. I must say she wasn't lying.

Wilson: Oh is it so? I'm impressed. I could take you out sometime to show around the city sometime.

Charlotte: Its not the city I'm dying to see Willy boy. Get the point?

Wilson: Oh well. Are you busy now?

Charlotte: I'm working, Wilson. Some other time maybe. See you later.

Wilson: Some other time then.

Charlotte: I hope it'll be a pleasure working with you.

Wilson: It sure will be...

StoryTellers - Episode 4 - Part 3

2010-01-03T06:35:00.002-08:00

Part 3

29 December 2009

10:14:23

Place: Wilson's Office.

Wilson: Sorry for the disturbance. The phone just keeps ringing off the hook during peak hours. What was your name again, lady?

Vinnie: Vinita Shetty. They call me Vinnie.

Wilson: Yes. Vinnie. Where were we?

Vinnie: Sir you were explaining what happens after the spike...

Wilson: Ha ok. Nothing much. We cash out. You take the money in a week with a 10% cut as my firm's share. Ok?

Vinnie: Fine. I'll see you in a week.

Wilson: It was a pleasure working with you.

Vinnie: Same here.

That evening.

Place: CJ's place.

Varun: Great job, Vinnie. You were terrific in there.

Vinnie: How do you know?

Siya: Security surveillance is online, remember?

Varun: No. I was there near the cashier's counter.

Vinnie: I must have missed you.

Sid: Anyway lets get to work. Varun & Vinnie will brief us about their progress.

Varun: Ok. This guy Wilson is a total son of a gun. Reaches the office at 8.30 am on the dot, in a different car for every day, none costing less than a fortune. Is in the office the whole day till 5.30 pm. Doesn't even take a lunch break, his wife, read ex-supermodel, gets him lunch everyday at 1.05pm. They have lunch together, very much in love couple considering their two year old tumultous marriage. She once got whiff of Willy boy's playboy antics. Yes he's a totally crazy about girls. But he bought his way out of it and restored his wife's trust.

Vinnie: Anyway his work approach is simple. He takes the money, spikes it and returns it to us. But if he gets a customer without a godfather backing or any entrepreneurial newbie, he scams them. Probably CJ realized this and he came back for his money. Wilson must have denied, CJ must have threatened him with the copies of the documents he signed and the rest...

Varun: Well talking about the building. The security is pretty tight at night and the guys seem reasonably paid well.

Vinnie: The office layout is fairly simple and exactly according to the blueprints Sid got us. Except for a small change, there's a brand new room that seems to be Wilson's new office.

Varun: No. Actually thats the office for the daughter of the owner of the firm. She'll be taking charge tomorrow. Rumour has it that Wilson has an eye on her too.

Vinnie: You mean Wilson's not the head of all this.

Varun: He's the one running the place, but the owner, some rich NRI, has no idea about the scams. But he got some complaints and errors in the logs so he's sending his girl down from Dubai to handle the business. This could be a little worry for us.

Ritika: Why?

Varun: Her name is Tia. Tia Mistry.

Both the guys turn to Sid. The girls have no clue what happened.

Siya: What happened, Sid?

Sid: Long story. Tell you later. Are you sure it’s her, Varun?

Varun: Positive. Double checked. You sure you ok?

Sid: Fine. It was a long time ago.

Siya: You have a lot to explain mister.

Ryan: Ok lets get back to work. Varun...

Varun: Ya. Wilson's vault is one of the most secure structures and according to the blueprint has only one entrance. One from his office, guarded by a six digit mutating alphanumeric string, which changes every six hours and only Wilson’s laptop has access to those codes. Wilson's laptop is also where he logs every scam he's run and plus his personal diary where he archives his " miscellaneous endeavors", if you know what I mean. He also has an external hard disk where he backs up all his laptop information. I think he vaults it too.

Vinnie: The only time he opens the vault is once a week to deposit the week's earnings. Plus there's a monthly check by some personnel from the Marushkya Army.

Varun: Now the Marushkya Army is the firm's private security. They are no ordinary thugs off the road. They are specially trained army personnel. After the cold war, KGB agents and CIA double agents were disposed off by their governments. As communism crumbled, they fled to the nearest safe democratic nation, India. A certain Mikhail Marushkya, ex-KGB, gathered these spent resources and started a private security for the high profile. Slowly he grew his base and recruited prisoners of wars and disgraced soldiers. They came to be known as the Marushkya Army.

Ryan: He has links to most heavy weight industrialists and politicians in the country. They pick their new soldiers in orphans and outcasts from the roads and ravaged war zones and train them. They have the latest, non-fallible security systems everywhere. They have the latest arms and ammunitions, thanks to the underground. Their attire is inspired by that of the SWAT team but with red arm bands. Nine out of ten times you see a line of black Scorpios on the road, its Marushkya Army. The only exception is the President's convoy.

Vinnie: I've heard even that is run by them. Why the police cannot pick on them is they are never on the offensive. They don't pick sides. And mostly they dispose off the scum of the earth anyway.

Varun: Their modus operandi is very simple straightforward. They have a camera feed into the vault, the one Sid vampire tapped into. The alarm to the vault is tested once every month and can be set off when any unauthorized activity is underway. You pick a ten bucks a note without explanation, they'll be there. Hence Wilson is the only one with access to the vault. Once the alarm is triggered, the vault locks down and everyone on the floor is escorted out. A Marushkya Special Team (M.S.T.) arrives at the spot in 4 minutes and then the camera to the vault is powered down. Nobody wants to know what happens in the vault after they arrive. Within five minutes, everything is back under control.

Sid: Gals we want you to realize that this job is difficult and we maybe messing with the best in the business. I'm sure the guys will agree that even we haven't come across with something so difficult or complex situation. I want you all to be extra careful. One second you lose focus in the game, we're all done and busted...

StoryTellers - Episode 4 - Part 2

2010-01-03T06:35:00.001-08:00

Part 2

23 December 2009

19:14:23

Place: CJ's place.

Sid just reached the place with some blueprints in his hands. He was surprised to see everyone except CJ had made it. He almost saw a mirage of CJ sitting next to Charlotte. Damn! This one's for you, CJ.

Sid: Ok guys.

Siya: And gals...

Sid: Of course. Ladies and Gentlemen, what I'm going to present now is highly lucrative and extremely perilous. But it is purely based on the grounds of vengeance and retribution. I know that each of you miss CJ and are really angry with what happened to him. I hope you all will co-operate and help us with whatever you can.

Ritika: I can finance and provide the bankroll. Ryan told me, you all are short on funds.

Sid: Thanks Ritu.

Vinnie: I can help Varun.

Varun: We've got you a little part as the bait.

Charlotte: I'll do you anything to land a few resounding slaps on that bastard's face.

Varun: Thine shalt be done...

Ryan: I guess we guys do our usual parts, Sid's the techie, Varun's the insider, I'm the muscle.

Varun: We might have to share the load.

Siya: What about me?

Varun: You'll be with Sid. Handling the tech stuff.

Sid: Ok people. Great initiative. Valid suggestions. Listen up. There will be a four-step procedure before we roll the dice.

Varun: Task One: Reconnaissance

Sid: We want to make a few rounds of the building. Find out details about the individuals and the organization. Also learn the structure of the building and the vault. Extremely important to know all shortcuts and easy way outs. But most primarily be Wilson's little diary, Varun its your show.

Varun: I'll be joining the fast food center outside the office so that i can cash in on the office gossip.

Ryan: I'll be near the nearest tapri.

Ritika: You touch a cigarette and I'll smoke you alive!

Ryan: See this is why! No girls...

Sid: Anyway, Task Two: Surveillance

Varun: Its all Sid's area. The organization has eyes and ears everywhere, so we just borrow them for a little while. Everything, except the vault. The vault cam is not connected to the main building's security center.

Sid: I have got live feed online on my workstation, that’s right behind you. Put in a few stealth vampire taps, when I went for "security update" yesterday. Also found an outgoing hard connection, tapped it specially. But I'll need a little help from Siya to manage the systems.

Siya: Sure. Always happy to help.

Varun: Ok. Task Three: Inside Man.

Sid: Normally this is CJ's area of expertise, but his absence leaves the spot vacant.

Varun: So we've found an equally good replacement.

Sid: Our Inside Man is a woman. Charlotte will be our insider.

Charlotte: Me? You sure.

Varun: Of course. If anyone can do it as good as CJ, its you...

Charlotte: Ok. I'm game.

Sid: Task Four: Transport

Varun: There's no change in this particular sector.

Ritika: Anthony na?

Ryan: Ya. I spoke to him. He's ready.

Sid: Tell him to free the entire week for us.

Ryan: Will do that.

Varun: Finally, Task Five: Finance

Sid: Usually jobs like this require a healthy funding source. We miss CJ again.

Varun: Normally, the initial investment is minimal compared to the fallout. Even after it split four way. Unfortunately the flavor of the season is revenge. So we cannot guarantee a profit nor a reimbursement of principal amount.

Ritika: Its ok. You can count me in.

Sid: We need to cover CJ's hospital bills as well.

Charlotte: I've got it. We have a joint account.

Varun: Ok so we have it all sorted out. Lets get to work.

The girls all look at each other with puzzled looks.

Vinnie: Ok guys. On behalf of all girls, I wanna ask. Are we gonna rob his vault or something?

Sid: Can’t exactly say that, right now. But yes its definitely not out of the question... Right now retribution is top priority.

Ritika: You guys have guns and all too??

Ryan: No. None. Not our style...

Siya: You guys talk like pros! Obviously you've done this before but when??!

Varun: What do you think we do on our fortnight long annual guys only vacation to various parts of the country?

StoryTellers - Episode 4 - A Story To Tell - I

2010-01-03T06:33:00.000-08:00

A Story To Tell - Part I.

Part 1

19 December 2009

22:14:23

Place : Wockhardt Hospital.

Varun, Sid and Ryan rush to the hospital promptly after Charlotte's call. Her blurred kohl lined eyes told them that she was crying for a long time. As soon as she saw the guys she ran towards them and hugged Varun and cried even harder. Ryan saw Mr. Mehra standing a little further away. Ryan went up to him and held him by his collar.

Ryan: What did you do to my friend?

Mehra: Nothing. Ryan, listen to me. I didn't do anything.

Sid: Oh yeah? That explains why we're here! Ryan, I'm calling a stretcher. Get done with him asap.

Mehra: No! Guys listen to me. I got him here. They would have killed him!

Ryan: Who?!

Mehra: Those foreigners. I don't know who they are.

Sid: Who did this?

Mehra: Its Wilson's work.

Charlotte: Leave him, Ryan. He called me here.

Ryan: Buzz off. Don't you show me your face again.

Varun: Charlotte, It's late. I think you should go home. Ryan, please call Anthony.

Charlotte: No. I don't wanna leave.

Sid: Don't worry. We're all here na.

Ryan: Anthony will be here in 5 minutes.

Varun: I'll just leave her and come. And I’ll tell our folks that it’s a night out at CJ's.

The next morning.

09:31:53

Place : Wockhardt Hospital.

Charlotte's weeping was the wake call for the guys, who slept on the chairs in the hallway. She had come around 7 o'clock. The other girls, Vinnie, Siya and Ritika, were also there by 9:30. All of them gathered around CJ, waiting for the doctor to tell them the report.

Doctor: The injuries are mostly externally inflicted with heavy dense objects. A struggle is evident. Mostly just cuts and bruises. He also has several stitches across his torso and has a few broken ribs. He's barely conscious and we'll retain him in ICU until he comes to. Did you inform his parents?

Varun: Yes sir. They're coming from States in two days.

Doctor: Ok. Just let me know if he comes to.

Varun: Ok doctor. What do you think is the cause of these injuries?

Doctor: I think it was a bar brawl. He was drenched in Vodka, but his blood tests don't confirm alcohol presence.

Varun: Thank you doctor.

Ryan: Sid, Varun, I gotta talk to you. Outside. Right now.

Outside.

Sid: When did you call CJ's parents?

Varun: You crazy? I didn't. Even his local guardian, that uncle of his, is out of station. Didn't tell him too.

Ryan: Ok guys, there is only one gang that douses and incinerates their victims in vodka and sets them on fire. The Marushkya Army.

Sid: Isn't that an urban legend?

Ryan: No it’s true. I know. Coz I did pick up a fight with one of them. He beat the shit outta me.

Sid: Damn! They're ruthless and strong!

Varun: Why would The Marushkya Army go behind CJ?

Ryan: Wilson! And Mehra told me that he sent the guys away after he was scared that they would kill CJ.

Sid: Look guys. I was awake the whole night.

Varun: No don't tell me...

Sid: I have a plan to get back.

Varun: But we don't have CJ.

Ryan: That means, no capital, no roper, and no salesman.

Varun: Ya we're in no position to pull off a job.

Sid: But I don't wanna go back in that room and look at my friend who was almost burnt alive and tell him, "I'm sorry to see you so, bro. But I can't do anything. I'm helpless". I'm sure if one of us were in his place, CJ wouldn't have stopped until he sold everyone who got to us. He would have spent every penny, every rupee. We can't let someone like Wilson get my friend all beat up by some thugs. He's my blood. He's our blood. Why are we one blood, if we can't take care of each other?

Ryan: You're right. But still....

Varun: Hey wait a minute. I've got an idea!

Varun looks at the CJ's room and then turns to the guys.

Ryan: No no! That's your idea??!!

Sid: And you were telling me about being crazy.

Varun: I'm sure you've thought about everyone possible. We don't have a lot of people we can trust with these kinda things.

Ryan: He's right. We have no choice.

Sid: I was really hoping to keep the girls out of this....

StoryTellers - Episode 3 - Part 5

2009-12-29T20:26:00.003-08:00

19 December 2009

21:34:19

Place : Red Chillies.

Sid: ... and there she lay. A magnificient GB & A guitar. Sleeping non quietly across the backseat. I so love her for that.

Varun: How much did it cost?

Sid: I know it costs 5500 but the black case and the leather strap on must have cost an extra 3000.

Ryan: Damn! Thats a lotta money.

Varun: I know.

Sid: Seriously. I don't know what to do for her.

Varun: That three grand holes in your pocket weren't enough?

Sid: I know! I had to talk to so many sales executives and designers that day at the ramp show.

Varun: How can you get a 3K voucher just by talking? Plus 50% off?

Sid: Ryan hooked me up.

Ryan: I told them he was Anita Dongre's nephew!

Sid: What you're kidding me?! I actually paid them 3000!

Varun: Then whats the point of being her nephew?!

Ryan: The 50% discount...

Sid: That is a sweet deal.

Ryan: Anything for the guy who got my gal back!

Varun: Hello! I made the call!!

Sid: From my cell!

Ryan: Thanks re. Oh by the way, what happened to your story, Varun?

Sid: Uska kya?! As per the timetable, they're all good and fine.

Ryan: Ha kya?

Varun: I dont know how always it turns out to be that way.

Ryan: Chal na. Its really sweet in a way.

Varun: Hey Sid. What you doing tomorrow?

Sid: I'm kinda busy. Robot Wars. Why? Whats up?

Varun: Its ok. I just need your car.

Sid: Fine you can take it. But the keys are with CJ.

Ryan: Speaking of CJ, where on earth is he?!

Varun: Charlotte must have grounded him.

Sid: Extra time? Lol!

Ryan: No she usually doesn't mess with saturdays.

Sid: I tried him a couple of times. No one answered.

Ryan: Don't know. Something wrong with him i think. Was talking about pulling off of the Wilson deal.

Sid: What?! What you're saying?

Ryan: Ya he felt he put too much in one basket. He said he might recoil and withdraw the money from him, yesterday.

Varun: That's too bad yaar.

Ryan: He didnt even meet me the other night. Was with Charlotte the whole day.

Sid: She must have said something.

Ryan: What i'm worried about is that I haven't seen him since.

Sid: Oh he'll be around. Charlotte would lodge a police complaint if he weren't around for 10 minutes.

Varun: Ya that's right.

Varun's cell rings. He moves away to pick it up.

Sid: You gotta tell Vinnie to stop calling on saturday evenings!

Ryan: Jaane de na re.

Varun talks seriously for a minute and turns to the guys.

Varun: Guys, Charlotte called. CJ is in the hospital. Workhardt. ICU.

Next episode, season finale part 1.

Episode 4 : A Story To Tell - Part 1.

StoryTellers - Episode 3 - Part 4

2009-12-29T20:26:00.001-08:00

17 December 2009

14:34:55

Place : Nike Showroom, R-City Mall.

Sid: What do think about this? Too white? I got white Adidas sneakers.

Varun: No. Suits you well. But you sure?

Sid: I don't know. You think I should buy it?

Varun: All upto you...

Nike Salesman: It suits you well, sir. Its from the newest collection.

Varun: Ya, I know.I saw a similar pair the other day at Desire.

Sid: Screw it. It's too common then. I'm not buying it. Thanks a lot.

Varun: Thanks a lot.

Nike Salesman: Thank you, sir.

Outside Nike showroom.

Varun: Were you really thinking of buying that? For five grand?

Sid: What you crazy? Sneakers for 5000? My dad will sell me off!

Varun: Still I'm sure we got him going...

Sid: Sure did!

Varun: I think Ritika would buy that if she liked it.

Sid: Sure thing. Whats up with them?

Varun: She doesn't wanna listen to Ryan, it seems.

Sid: She's one obstinate nutcase.

Varun: Ya.Whats wrong with her?!

Sid: I mean. I feel bad looking at Ryan. Up in smokes, again.

Varun: Ya he started smoking again na?

Sid: Ritu only made him kick the butt.

Varun: And now she's kicking his butt.

Sid: You know when she'll really kick his butt? When she knows he's smoking!

Varun: Ya thats true.

Sid and Varun stop dead in their tracks and look at each other. Both have an evil smile on their faces. When you're bought up together for 15 years, you can easily think what the other one might think. It's showtime!

That evening.

19:34:55

Place : Ryan's place.

Ryan cell beeps. It's Ritika's msg. "Meet me on the overbridge on the highway in 5 min.". Ryan scampered off as if his ass were on fire. He climbed up the overbridge and saw Ritika right in the middle of the bridge, overlooking the swift traffic. She looked wonderful as ever, but she looked all the more beautiful, soaking in moonlight, Ryan thought. He walked up to her, slowly.

Ryan: Hey I thought you....

WHACK!

Ryan gets one across the face!

Ritika: You creep. You stupid!

Ryan: What?

Ritika: You should be freaking put in rehab or something.

Ryan: What are you talking about?!

Ritika: You started smoking again, na?!

Ryan: Who told you that?

Ritika: Doesn't matter!! Answer me!

Ryan: No. You tell me who told you?!

Ritika: Oh so its true na! Why you started again?!

Ryan: I don't know. Who told you to leave?

Ritika: Please don't recreate the devdas scene again. I hate that movie!

Ryan: Me too! What do you say? We can catch a movie at my place now. Mom's outta town.

Ritika: Ya. I'm too bored too. No No. Dumbass!!! Don't change the topic!!! I want you to cut down on all this smoking business ha!!

Ryan: Wont smoke as long as you'll be around! Fair deal?

Ritika: Ok. Fair enough!

Ryan: So tell me. Why did you walk away like that?

Ritika: I felt bad and let down, yaar. That's why.

Ryan: Oh I'm so sorry.

Ritika: No. Don't be. It's ok. It was my fault. I kinda over reacted a little.

Ryan: A little?!

Ritika: Ha chal na abhi. You wanna go for the movie, before I change my mind.

Ryan: Ok. Lets go. By the way, just one thing. Who told you about my smoking habits revival?

Ritika: Varun had called, this afternoon. Saying stuff about how distraught you were.

Ryan: That emo freak! Which number did he call from?

Ritika: Ya it was weird. He called from Sid's number.

Ryan: That makes it two dead souls tonight!

StoryTellers - Episode 3 - Part 3

2009-12-29T20:25:00.000-08:00

18 December 2009

12:40:29

Place : Sid's College.

Sid was part of the Varun's pattern. Well, Sid was a part if many things. One of these, the ATKT. Unlike the nemesis of every engineer, this ATKT was the pride of the college. ATKT stood for Allied Troops of the Killerlot Team. A team specially formed to create, drive and maintain the petrol driven automated robot, Sir Killerlot. A joint venture of the Mechanical and Electronics streams, Sir Killerlot was the pride of the college. The 3 foot tall mechanical knight had a large spear in one hand and a pincer in the other. His cold steel heart was a liquid cooled petrol driven engine. Sid was part of the ATKT maintainence team and the only one from Computers stream to share credit with Sir Killerlot. Sir Killerlot was supposed to be fine tuned for their inter college Robot Wars. That explained why Sid and a few of his friends were outside the workshop, sweating it out.

Alan: What's this?

Sid: Killerlot's spear.

Alan: Where does this go?

Sid: Up his ass!

Alan: Really? I don't think he has one.

Sid: Why on earth did I sign up for this?!

Nita: Come on. The whole college is dying for a spot in the team!

Sid: I know. Hey Al, the spear.

Alan: Here you go.

Nita: Ok. Its done.

Sid: No the push start spark plug has to be reattached.

Alan: The spark plug is inside na retard!

Sid: Not that. This is an external button kinda like the push start ignition on your bike.

Nita: New addition?

Sid: Ya. Shenoy and his friends set it up.

Alan: Mech rules.

Nita: No. ATKT rules.

Sid: Ok guys quiet. If the wire touches the ignition, Sir Killerlot will power up.

Alan: So what?! Haven't heard his growl in a while.

Nita: Dumbass. We don't have the remote remember? Its with the tronix team for re-tuning.

Sid: Plus if too much fuel goes in, it might blow up. Its petrol driven remember?

Alan: Now that would be cool to watch.

Nita: Oh god! Why did I sign up for this?

Sid: Ok guys quiet now. Here goes the switch....

Nita: Sid, careful... the insulation's off...

Sid: I know don't worry...just...

Nita: Left..left...

Sid: Ya...

Alan: Oh O. Sid, Siya's coming...

Sid: Ya right you got no better time for this...

Nita: Shut up Al !

Sid: Now slowly......

Siya: HEY SID!!!

Sir Killerlot: Grrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!

Nita: Holy crap on a cracker!

Alan: Quick the remote!!

Nita: What?! Switch it off, Sid. Cut the cord!

Sid pulled out the power cord. Sir Killerlot calmed down and returned to his slumber.

Alan; Holy smoke. Look at the power system. Shenoy's gonna kill you.

Nita: No problem. We gotta buy a spare from the hardware shop. Can fix it up.

Sid: What's the matter with you?! You could have blown Killerlot to bits!

Siya: Like i care!

Sid: What do you want?!

Siya; My locker keys.

Sid: You got keys to my locker na?!

Siya flips Sid's set of keys to him.

Siya: Here you go. Now give me mine.

Sid: Ok. Take.

Siya: Thanks.

Sid: Hey! Where are my car keys? Your friend, Tara took it in the morning, saying that you forgot something and needed to get it.

Siya: Ya. The keys are in your locker.

Sid: Thanks.

Siya: And I had gone to get the money. No. Your money! Its in the back seat of the car.

Sid: Fine!

Siya: Fine!

Siya leaves just the way she left a few days ago. Only difference, Sid's foot was better.

Alan: Lets go and get the spare. We've got your car as well.

Nita: No Alan. We have work. Let him get it.

Sid: Ok I'll do that.

Sid goes to his locker to get the car keys. Then he walks to the car park, clicks open his car and revs up the engine. He's then reminded of Siya's money and turns behind to check the back seat. A beautiful yet sturdy jet black guitar case lay lazily across the seats, with GB & A inscribed across it. In utter surprise, Sid opens the case to see a lovely GB & A Semi Acoustic Guitar. With a small note that said just three words... I'm sorry, Sid.

Meanwhile, Siya walks up to her locker and opens it. Usually she would find Sid's sneakers and jerseys. But this time she found it empty. Well almost empty. There was an envelope with her name on it. She opened it to find a AND voucher worth 3K. Plus it was also included a 50% discount on the new Winter Collection. Sid had taken care of her Manali trip. Coincidently, Sid also left a small note in the envelope saying... I'm sorry, Siya.

Needless to say, they patched up and had all their friends drooling over the gifts they got each other. By far, the most expensive patch up I've ever seen...

StoryTellers - Episode 3 - Part 2

2009-12-29T20:24:00.000-08:00

18 December 2009

11:20:15

Place : Varun's College

Mario: Hey Cal! Did you hear about the fight?

Calvin: What fight? Who's killing whom?

Mario: No re. Varun and Vinnie are at it again.

Calvin: I knew that. Its really not that hard to guess.

Mario: Ya. First two days they'll come and ignore each other.

Calvin: Then Varun starts talking to all the hot chicks around, which gets on Vinnie's nerve. So she gets Parag to college the next day.

Mario: Then Varun vanishes for a day, whereas Vinnie is left lost by his abscence.

Calvin: And returns on the next day with a smile that stretches like the Sea-Link.

Mario: Usually this is the last day of the fight.

Calvin: Ya. Then they patch up in our prescence at the canteen.

Mario: Don't you think we're spending too much time with them?

Calvin: No dude. We're family.

Mario: Anyway, I'm hungry. Lets go to the canteen.

Today was Sea-Link-Smile day according to the charts Mario and Calvin prepared. And indeed it was. Varun waltzed through the college gates, sporting an ear to ear grin. Nobody knew why he'd always turn up so happy. He waves to everyone he sees, all the fresher girls who've been waiting to catch his eye, the peons, the ma'ams, everyone. There was something about his smile that would lay most smileys to rest, on cuteness quotient. Happily hopping by the steps, he slides into his class screaming, "Hello TYBMS!!! What time is it!!!". The whole class stares silently at him, a few giggles are heard.

Shukla Sir: 11.30.

Varun: Damn...

Shukla Sir: Out you go!

Embarrased as anything, Varun retreats to the canteen to find Mario and Calvin. He notices Vinnie and her pals, on the far side, but chooses not to acknowledge her. She sees him and waves a friendly wave. Varun returns a nod of acknowledgement, but continues towards the guys.

Calvin: Of course, Its Sea-Link-Smile day.

Varun: Come on...

Mario: Tell me one thing dude. Why do you repeat the same routine everytime?

Varun: I dont know it always happens that way, i dont plan it.

Calvin: Tell us what you do.....

Embarrased by Varun's snubbish antics, Vinnie recedes to her gals, Amrutha and Tina.

Amrutha: Why is he being such an idiot?

Vinnie: Its my fault na.

Tina: So what if you tell your boyfriend stuff to your best friend? I do it all the time.

Vinnie: It's not the same.

Tina: How come?

Vinnie: You're best friend is gay! Your guy wont be intimidated by him!

Tina: So Varun is intimidated by Parag? Come on! Parag wont come anywhere close.

Vinnie: Its not that. He seeks a certain level of privacy.

Amrutha: You know, I always thought Parag was gay.

Vinnie: Come on you girls!

Tina: Ok tell us what happened after you've had a fight, properly day by day.....

Picture side by side conversations.... Varun to the guys and Vinnie to the gals.....

Vinnie: Arre nothing much. First two days, I kinda feel bad for what happened. But I dont show it.

Varun: Well the first couple of days I kinda dont wanna talk to her for what happened.

Vinnie: Then he starts talking to other girls and it really gets me!

Varun: Then i see she's ok. So just to add injury to insult, I start talkin to other girls.

Vinnie: I feel terrible and insecure the next day, so i ask Parag to drop me to college. He never turns me down.

Varun: Then she gets that retard, Parag, to college just to give me my own medicine.

Vinnie: The next day Varun wont come to college. I feel all cold and lonesome. I'm desperate to see him again. I start missing him again.

Varun: Then I think I start to miss her, so I call up Sid, he always has one foot out of the class, always ready to bunk. Then Sid kinda cheers me up and we usually go window shopping to Nike or Adidas. But i cant sleep that night, part coz of Sid's comic conversations but mostly coz i miss her the most.

Vinnie: But he's all ok the next day. So i figure i should go talk to him. Here I go....

Varun: I put on a wide smile, just to let her know that I dont feel bad anymore. So that she'd come talk to me. Which should be right about now...

Vinnie: Hey Varun!

Varun: Hey Vinnie! Didnt see you for a long time!

Vinnie: You mean your not mad at me?!

Varun: Why would I? Its all ok. I forgot about it.

Vinnie: Really? So sweet of you. I'm really sorry.

Varun: No big deal, yaar. After all you're my angel! Isn't she, guys?

Calvin: You're right, Mario! We've been spending way too much time with them!

StoryTellers - Episode 3 - Whatever Works For You....

2009-12-29T20:19:00.000-08:00

Whatever Works For You....

Part 1

17 December 2009

19:40:29

Place : Trishna, Andheri.

CJ had arranged an early dinner with Wilson as he had other commitments to meet later that evening. It was indeed a business meet and CJ had to sign some share contracts and bonds. Wilson seemed pretty impressed with CJ and his eagerness to make it big.

Wilson: Ok. You need to sign these papers as well. They're as I explained them to you.

CJ: Ok. Is that it?

Wilson: Ya. That'll be it.

CJ: Once again, Mr. Wilson...

Wilson: Oh just call me Wilson.

CJ: Ok...Wilson... Could you just explain me how it'll be different from normal transactions?

Wilson: Ok. You give me the money. I buy loads of some low priced shares. Then we create a spike.

CJ: Spike?

Wilson: A spike is a rumour created in the markets or the company that causes the prices of the stock to soar through the roof. But this spike lasts only minutes. 10 minutes tops. In that time we sell your shares at exorbitant prices and disappear from the floor. According to previous records, a normal spike usually cashes out at atleast doubles up the initial investment. We cash out in a few days and a week later you can collect the money at my office with a 10% cut as my share. Simple enough?

CJ: Simple, yes. Fair, too. But a tad too risky init?

Wilson: No pain no gain. Besides if you feel like pulling out anytime, you can come to my office and withdraw your entire amount from my vault.

CJ: You vault the money?

Wilson: Ya. I like to keep the bank out it all. I always keep rolling the money. So frequent deposits and withdrawals are part of the game. Its better to keep the Income-Tax (I-T) department at bay too. Besides my vault is unbreachable unlike banks.

CJ: But you pay your taxes too, right?

Wilson: Your money is fine. Dont worry, kid.

CJ: Err... Ok. Its just that 2.5 lakh is big money for me. I've sold all my shares for this.

Wilson: If you dont trust me, then we can tear the agreements, pay the bill and leave. No hard feelings.

CJ: No no. No problem. I trust you sir. Err.. Wilson.

Wilson: Ok, thats better.

CJ: Sir can you excuse me? I have to be at some place else too. Its kinda important and I'm kinda late.

Wilson: Oh dont let me hold you back. Go on. Is it your girl?

CJ: Errr.. Yes sir. And she 's kinda angry.

Wilson: Ahaa... You carry on. I understand. The dinner's on me.

CJ: No sir...

Wilson: First hand, always on the house.

CJ: Ok sir.

Wilson: Err...Wilson!

CJ: Yes of course. Wilson. See you.

Wilson: Do you need me to drop you?

CJ: No thank you. My ride's waiting for me outside.

Wilson: Ok then. All the best.

Outside.

CJ dials Ryan.

CJ: Hey dude, where's Anthony?

Ryan: He said he reached the place. Just look round the corner.

CJ: Ya there he is. Thanks dude.

Ryan: No problem. Ok listen. Sid will be there at the exhibit. You can use his car to get back, since you'll be late. Then Sid can come home with Anthony.

CJ: Cant Anthony wait?

Ryan: No he has another ride he said.

CJ: Ok. That's fine. Chal see ya then.

Ryan: Ok See ya.

Anthony was the StoryTellers' transport guy. He was basically a cabbie with a Ford Ikon cool cab and a long time friend of theirs'. (He also had a black Scorpio which he usually rented out for long out station trips.) Just like the Nepali, his bills were settled at the end of the month. The StoryTellers had a tab wherever possible.

Anthony: Hey Johnny!

CJ: Hey bro. Listen I'm kinda late. Lets go pronto!

Anthony: Where too?

CJ: You know where.

20:28:19

Place : Anita Dongre Ramp Show.

Anthony: There. Hey isn't that Sid at the entrance?

CJ: Ya thats him. You gotta take him home.

Anthony: Ok. You paying? Or on the tab?

CJ: Tab.

Anthony: Just what I thought.

Sid: Hey CJ. Just in time. The show starts in a lil while. Here are the keys.

CJ: Thanks bro. Full tank?

Sid: Ha re. Ok Anthony lets go?

Anthony: Ok.

The definitive Anita Dongre Winter Collection (also known as AND in most malls). Just the place I wanna be, thought CJ. Now normally CJ would have free passes to events like these, courtesy Charlotte. But the recent turn of events didn't provide him the luxury of a free seat. CJ's contacts though landed him a photographer's section pass. For a price, of course. But no price would equal Charlotte's wide surprise smile on stage. CJ knew that.

And indeed Charlotte didn't let him down. As she walked down the ramp, CJ wasn't difficult to be noticed. In a bunch of shutterbugs clicking away, CJ stood nonchalantly with his signature I-know-you're-surprised smile. Charlotte too reciprocated with her wtf-are-you-doing-here smile. They did meet after the show.

CJ: And you thought I'd never make it...

Charlotte: And I'm so glad you did.

CJ: Anything for you....

Charlotte: Phir se cheesy line!! Varun ko sunana padega!!

CJ: Arre I meant it yaar!

Charlotte: I know. Anything for you too... You coming to the after party?

CJ: No. I gotta go. I promised to meet Ryan. I'm so sorry.

Charlotte: No don't be. Its really ok.

CJ: Chal see ya tomorrow then.

Charlotte: No. Call me tonight!!

CJ: Of course. I will....

StoryTellers - Episode 1 - Part 5

2009-12-22T04:46:00.001-08:00

Part 5

7 September 2008

17:20:04

Place: Sid's College Ground.

Its the epic rink football final in Sid's college. All-Stars V/s Galacticos. The match that has students from across streams and years share the stands for a adrenaline pumping 30 minutes. The perennial underperformers, Rangers, had sided with the Galacticos, as the were thrashed in their semis against All-Stars. Sid's team (Galacticos) always made it to the finals each year, in thumping fashion and always lost by the narrowest margin. This year however, they planned to break the jinx and they were tied 0-0. Renee and his Rangers kept screaming instructions for the Galacticos from the sidelines.

Renee: Sid! Goal mein ja! Piche koi nahi hai!!

Sid is after all the main stopper, as there are no goal keepers in rink football.

Renee: Shelly, Sid ko de aur line pe bhag!

And as if it were FIFA 09, Shel responded to Renee, passed to Sid and waited for the one-two pass. Sid was charged on by two strikers from All-Stars. Sid cut through the first. But didnt see the second.

Darryl: Last man hai!! Katt mat na, maa..

Just then Sid was beaten in his run. Max banged in a bullet from close range putting the All-Stars up 1-0 with just two minutes to go. Sid had finally conceded a goal after a clean sheet all through the tournament. Damn! After two minutes, the match ended. It was just like any other final. The washroom cum changing room becomes the post match analysis show after every match. Well there was only one goal and only one culprit today. Sid felt horrible anyway. He didn't wanna hear anything. He knew he sucked. So he quietly left the place without telling anyone. Just outside the gate, this girl walks up to him.

Girl: Good game.

Sid: Really?

Girl: I mean you played well.

Sid: You're with the All-Stars, aren't you?

Girl: No. I'm least interested in football. I just came coz i wanted to see you.

Sid: What?

Girl: They say you've awesome hair and it flutters when you run around.

Sid: Who says?

Girl: The girls in my class. You're Sid na?

Sid: I'm surprised! Ya I'm Sid.

Girl: Do you mind if we walk to the station? No autos it seems.

Sid: Ya why not? I'm sorry I didn't catch your name.

Girl: You were too busy with your hair.

Sid: I'm sorry.

Girl: I'm Siya.

Sid: Hey you're Siya! I've been waiting to meet you!

Siya: Why?

Sid: I heard you sing during Raga - na - Rock! I didnt see you coz i was backstage! You were awesome!!!

Siya: Thanks a lot. The great Sid complimenting is something to be proud of. I'm flattered!

Sid: The great Sid?!

Siya: Thats what, Mark introduced you as, at Raga - na - Rock, when you played with "The Goodfellas"!

Sid: Oh he was just kidding! Well me and a few friends of mine were recording a improvised cover of John Denver - Leaving on a jet plane.

Siya: Oh! I love that song. Who all? Goodfellas?

Sid: No. Its a different band. My poker buddies. We call ourselves Royal Flush. But we dont have a vocalist, yet.

Siya: Can I join ya'll?

Sid: You read my mind... I'll let you know...

Siya did meet Sid for the recording and they recorded the song together. Their *MOMENT* came right after Siya sang the last line, " Oh Baby I hate to go..." as she kept looking Sid in the eye. Its funny how music can sometimes pluck the right strings. Then you feel the song in a light, you've never felt before. Sid and Siya recorded a multitude of songs, with and without Royal Flush. Music bonds. Know it or believe it...

Next Episode : Episode 3 : Whatever Works For You....

StoryTellers - Episode 1 - Part 4

2009-12-22T04:45:00.002-08:00

Part 4

7 April 2006

11:19:04

Place: Varun's College.

Varun's college's was organising its 15th annual cultural fest, Desire. Varun was the PR head, as he was the most social guy on the block. Plus he had (Ryan and CJ's) contacts for sponsors.

Varun: Arre.Left mein kar!

Mario: Bas kya?

Varun: Ha that's perfect.

Calvin: Where to put up the next banner?

Varun: Outside the audi

Mario: Why are you, me and Calvin putting up the banners?

Varun: Coz we're in PR.

Calvin: Is that Pura Ragda-ing?!

Mario: Ya. Where are the other PR guys?

Varun: They're out to SIES and Kelkar.

Mario: Why aren't we going out?

Calvin: Pun intended?

Mario: No. Why are we here putting up banners?

Varun: Dude, i took care of it. We're going with the colleges with all the hot chicks.

Calvin: Ruia, Ruparel, Podar?

Varun: Yes! Plus Xavier's. And just for your gal, Rhea's sake, i saved up Andrew's, Mario.

Mario: Oh boy! You're the man!

Calvin: He definitely is!!!

Varun: Thanks guys. When will you be through with the banners?

Calvin: In an hour? I think that'll be it.

Varun: Ok. You two carry on. I've to go meet Maya for dept. head's meet.

Mario: That GS bitch?!

Varun: Oh come on. She's not all that bad.

Calvin: Ya. She's kinda hot.

Mario: And hot tempered!

Varun: Gotta go guys. See you in an hour.

Mario: Ya, we'll go for lunch together.

Calvin: Ya see you at lunch.

Department Head's Meet

Maya: Ok guys! That was it. Meet disperse. Not you two, PR and Security.

Varun: Its Varun, Maya. Not PR.

Maya: Whatever, PR!

Varun: Ok. Say it. I got work to do.

Maya: That's why you're here. Since, PR is under tremendous load, Security will be helping you.

Vinnie: What! We've got work to!

Maya: Not until a day before Desire.We've got the plans ready in advance.

Varun: Why the Sec guys? They picked up a fight up against us. They always come in the way.

Vinnie: Oh come on! You guys started it.

Maya: Thats why i decided to get ya'll together! Any questions?

Varun: Do we have an option?

Maya: No! Are we clear?

Varun & Vinnie: Crystal!

Maya: Ok, babies! Show me the love! I gotta go.

Varun: Ok. Looks like we're gonna work together. I'm Va...

Vinnie: Varun! I caught that. I'm Vin..

Varun: Vinnie! I caught that.

Vinnie: I didn't mention it.

*MOMENT*

Varun: Ya thats right. I kinda know. You know...

Vinnie: How?

Varun: You know friends of friends. Word spreads.

Vinnie: What did they tell you?

Varun: You know... The Secs head is kinda... sexy... as in secs-y.

Vinnie: I dont know. I think i'm flattered.

Varun: Well. Thank you.

Vinnie: Did you know that PR head stands for Pura Romantic head?

Varun: You're kiddin'!! What's romantic about me?

Vinnie: I dont know. What are doing for lunch? We could discuss PR plans?

Varun: I'm going with Mari... No i told em not to wait. I'm free.

Vinnie: Fine. See ya in an hour near the gate.

Varun: Ya. See ya.

I can tell you for sure, neither Varun nor Vinnie would've seen the significance of that lunch. That lunch lasted for the whole evening, but the significance is something that still has Varun and Vinnie in a lovely twist.

StoryTellers - Episode 1 - Part 3

2009-12-22T04:45:00.001-08:00

Part 3

24 March 2004

16:24:43

Place: Rohini Mam's Home (Private Tutions)

Mam's out, leaving Charlotte in charge for a little while. Charlotte now has the uphill tasks of controlling 3 rows of 15 brats, seated across the marble floor, which consists the likes of Ryan, Varun and CJ. However CJ never really did anything out of place, except for his eccentric habit of always occupying the place directly behind Charlotte.

Charlotte: If you tease me with CJ, once more na Ryan!

Ryan: Then?

Charlotte then realises that if she complained to Mam, she'll throw him out. But thats what Ryan wanted anyway. CJ is just sitting next to her, as usual. Charlotte always wondered why all the howling and ruckus created by Ryan and Varun never bothered CJ at all. Here its a little better. In school, that brat Sid is also there baying for my blood, she thought. Thank God he's in Mahesh Tutorials!

Varun: Hey, Catwalk! Teach CJ your moves na. He walks like a corpse!

Charlotte: Hey pretty boy. Mummy ko bulao kya?!!

CJ: Hahahahaha!! Mama's boy just wet his pants!!

Varun: Tu chup baith be.Catwalk ko bolu kya?!

Charlotte: What? I'm right here.

CJ: Nothing re. They're just kidding.

Ryan: Ha. Abhi kidding ha?

Charlotte: What say na? Pakka mat.

Varun: Ooo. Even she's desperate to hear...

CJ: Will you please shut the fuck up?

Just then, the door clicks open and Mam enters.

Mam: Whats with the profanity?! Who's the one who swore just now?

Class locks in an deathly silence, as she brandishes her wooden cane, which she specially got from her African outing. She had nothing better to get you'd think.

Mam: I heard it outside. I just want a name. Who was it?

Charlotte: Mam... It was me... All these guys wer...

Mam: I wanna hear no explanations. No justifications for profanity. Hand out. Lets get through with this.

Now, if the StoryTellers were scared of something, it was the caning of Rohini Mam. Welcome to a world of pain, Charlotte. Now you'd expect our protagonist would rise from his self imposed state of stupor and take the blame on himself and receive the punishment heroically. Female lead is saved, impressed and indebted to male lead. Well none of that cliched bollywood stuff happens. These guys are real, no stereotypes. Be kind, stop making your own story and rewind.

Whack! Whack! Whack!

The sound the cane made as it sliced the air would make the recipient cringe in horror, and a split second later, writh in pain. Charlotte winced in pain as everyone including CJ watched in muted terror. She came back to her seat. She says she didn't cry but CJ claims that two teardrops did make their way out. CJ watched as she kept rubbing her hand on the cold floor behind her. Suddenly, her hand was pressed with something much cooler. CJ had clasped her hand and held it against his cold palm.

*MOMENT*

Charlotte couldn't say a word. Partly coz she was taken by surprise and partly coz it kinda took the sting out. CJ absorbed the heat and the pain through her palms. There was no looking back after that for these two. Inspite of the continual teasings and bothering, CJ and Charlotte stood firm. Gradually, the guys learnt to deal with the first girlfriend of the quartet. Meanwhile, CJ and Charlotte have been at it for more than 6 years now. Although, they're always at loggerheads, they still haven't left their hands.

StoryTellers - Episode 1 - Part 2

2009-12-22T04:44:00.000-08:00

Part 2

10 January 2006

17:37:13

Place: Pizza Hut, Nirmal Lifestyles

CJ: Ryan, my brother. Do whatever you want but just be nice to everyone.

Ryan: Of course yaar. Most of them are girls. Besides they're all your friends. I really appreciate you introducing me to the girls. Thanks yaar.

CJ: Not a problem. Just dont create a fuss.

Ryan: I wont. Trust me.

CJ: I do. Although i dont trust her.

Ryan: Who's she?

CJ: Ritika. She's the bank. But no one messes with her. Please stay out of her way.

Ryan: She's really cute.

CJ: Just stay away from her.

Ryan: Anything for you.

And Ryan did do as told. He gelled perfectly well with everyone. Well almost everyone. Ritika was anything but impressed with Ryan. Bound by habit, she even came picking on him, every once in a while. Ryan would simply smile back and land a thump on CJ's foot under the table. CJ would come to his rescue immediately and change the topic promptly. Everything went well, until the time it came to settling the bill.

Xavier: Ok guys. I think we better make a move.

Ritika: Ok. I'll just pay up and come.

Ryan: Whats my share?

Everyone turns and stares at Ryan. CJ was giving the "So-close-so-far" look. What did I do?

Ritika: Ya right. I'll just get it settled.

Ryan: But whats my share? Show me the bill.

Ritika: I told you its ok.

CJ tugged Ryan as hard as he could. Ryan got the cue and shut up promptly. Everyone left shortly afterward. Later that evening, Ryan got a call from Ritika. Surprisibus Surprisibus!

Ryan: Hello.

Ritika: Hey Ryan. Its Ritika, CJ's friend.

Ryan: Ya tell me. Who gave you my no.?

Ritika: CJ. Acha, are you free now?

Ryan: Kind of. Tell me.

Ritika: Well its kinda awkward for me, to call you up like this, but i really wanted to know some things.

Ryan: Its ok. I didn't mind your incessant picking. What did you wanna know?

Ritika: I wanna know why you asked about your share of the bill.

Ryan: Coz its the most normal thing to do. Whenever i go out with my friends, we all pay our share. And i'm too proud to eat out of other's hands.

Ritika: But no one else asked me.

Ryan: I found that very unfair actually, but i didnt say anything coz i hardly know ya'll.

Ritika: I wish i knew someone honest like you.

Ryan: Well you know me, now.

*MOMENT*

Ritika: You couldn't get cheesier!

Ryan: What?

Ritika: Initially I thought you were just a brash, dont care, loud mouth. I instantly hated you.

Ryan: I still hate you for calling me cheesy. I was honest, as usual. Unlike your friends.

Ritika: Im glad you're nothing like i thought.

They went on to talk for an hour or so. After that, Ritika used to call him up everyday and talk for hours on the end. Ryan would help her with her high spending antics. You cannot ask for a friend more true than Ryan. Then as usual things escalated at a very gradual pace and they started seeing each other. Ritika really stood by Ryan through a lot of difficult times. They're still seeing each other and very much in love. They define the term steady.

StoryTellers - Episode 1 - Little Wonders

2009-12-22T04:43:00.000-08:00

StoryTellers - Episode 1

Ok. If you are wondering why this post is episode 1, it is so coz i forgot to mention in the pilot that it was in fact episode 2 of the whole series. So this prequel to the pilot is officially episode 1 of season 1 of StoryTellers. A little known fact about StoryTellers is that the group exists in reality (except Siya) and the quartet were named so by Vinnie. Hope you liked the pilot. I liked the review. I really appreciate it and looking forward to more of it. So lets start where it all begins. How these feral creatures, which make up the awesome foursome, were tamed by their eventual partners.

Little Wonders

Part 1

There's something about a relationship that no matter how precise or sure you are, it cannot be documented. Its the start of the relationship. Everybody knows who's going out with whom. But nobody knows when it all started. The couple hang out with each other like every other pair and then they hang out some more. Then after some time, their common friends get to know they're dating and from here on girl-talk and bitching take over and soon they are the talk of the town. But I tell you this. There's always a small stroke that defines the painting and gives it a totally new meaning. There's always that single moment, that brief period of time, that paints the relationship in totally different hue. Something that makes it lovely and meaningful. You can see it coming. You anticipate something to happen. And then it does. And then you realise, its much more beautiful than you could ever imagine. It could be anything. A single line, a nod, a glance, a hug, a kiss, a moment of silence, anything....

1 November 2009

21:17:23

Place: Red Chillies

As usual, its the same place, same guys, same table, same order. However, everytime they meet, the only pattern they created was to do something different always.

Sid: Where the hell is Varun? ManU lost na! Aane de usko!

CJ: I called him. The line was busy.

Ryan: Must be on duty.

CJ: Arre his duty time is 7:30.

Sid: Toh phir as usual, overtime. You saw the match?

CJ: Nahi re. I was out. Charl had some shopping.

Ryan: Aur tu kyu gaya tha?

Sid: On-Duty-Stretcher-Hamaal !!

CJ: Haha! Anyway, you talked to Mehra?

Ryan: Ya! I set you up a meeting with him, this monday, 10 in the morning, his office.

Sid: Who's Mehra?

CJ: The link.

Sid: ?

Ryan: The link between CJ and Wilson.

Sid: Wilson is that hotshot shares broker na?

CJ: Ya

Sid: You work with him??!

CJ: No. Not yet. I've done only small time shares till now. I'm thinking of moving on to bigger things.

Ryan: That's fine, yaar. But be careful. That Dedhia, whats his name?

Sid: Jignesh? Ramesh? Prathamesh?

Ryan: No re. Its.... Parekh! Parekh Dedhia went bankrupt after working with Wilson.

CJ: I know him. He's a mess up. Put too much into too little.

Ryan: But i heard rumours that Wilson screwed Dedhia.

CJ: Not true. Dedhia screwed Dedhia. Anyway he's wont screw with me.

Sid: Well if it isn't for Loser-chester Utd!!! 1-0 to Burnley!!!!

Varun: I dont care yaar. Screw it.

If Varun doesn't retaliate to any of Sid's taunts or remarks, it directly indicates that Varun is not in his groove. The Shiteth Hath Happeneth. The first to pick this up would be Sid.

Sid: Whats wrong?

Varun: Kya?

CJ: Now dont say nothing happened, coz we know something happened.

Varun: Really? How can you guys say that?

Ryan: Coz we're your daddies!

Sid: You've always been this way.

CJ: We all have.

Varun: Have we?

Ryan: What are you getting at?

Varun: Vinnie just gave me a one hour lecture on how i've changed over the years since i first met her.

Sid: One hour?!!

Varun: I mean seriously. Look how far we've come. And most of it is coz of our better halves.

Ryan: I'm gonna cry now! Lol!

Varun: Abe seriously le na yaar. You were the most difficult person on earth before Ritika! Look how pleasant and calm you are now.

CJ: Pleasant and calm!!!! LOL!!!

Varun: You toh shut up. You would have ended up as a total business minded freak, if it weren't for Charlotte's tantrums.

Sid: I think our boy might just have a point here.

Varun: Thanks yaar. Even you were just a rolling stone before Siya. Not that you're any different now, but you're just one year old.

Sid: Hey! Grandpa! Do you even remember your first time out with Vinnie, 5 years ago?

Varun: Thanks to the one hour refresher lecture, i do. Do ya'll remember your starts?

CJ: Ten bucks! Ryan doesn't remember shit!

Ryan: I'm gonna take that ten. I remember it all like yesterday...

Sid: Let's see. Whoever remember their start, fifty bucks.

StoryTellers - The Pilot - Part 5

2009-12-13T03:54:00.000-08:00

Part 5

21:40:49 PM

Place: Red Chillies

Varun: Ha bol na?

Vinnie: Where are you?

Varun: I’m out with the guys re. What happened?

Vinnie: Can they hear us?

Varun: No re. I’ve come out. I was waiting for your call.

Vinnie: I was trying for long.

Varun: Where are you?

Vinnie: I’m still at home.

Varun: Then leave fast na. When you’ll reach?

Vinnie: Its hardly half n hour.

Varun: Finally. It has been ages since we were alone na?

Vinnie: That’s true. Listen, we need to talk.

Varun: What’s wrong? Don’t tell me… Arre kya hua?

Vinnie: Arre why you getting all hyper?

Varun: Nothing re. All the guys are having a bad day. I just jumped the gun. What happened?

Vinnie: Ok. Sid’s fine na?

Varun: He’ll be ok. What happened? Bol na.

Vinnie: Ok. I don’t want you to feel bad or anything. Please tell me you wont feel bad.

Varun: Tell na!

Vinnie: No, you promise me.

Varun: You’re killing me!!!

Vinnie: Acha ok! I’m not coming today.

Varun:

Vinnie: Hello?!

Varun:

Vinnie: You there? Answer na sweetheart!

Varun: Wh… Why?

Vinnie: I’m not ready yet.

Varun: Fu…F….For?

Vinnie: You know, intimacy.

Varun: What the hell is wrong with you?!! I never asked for it! You were the one talking about it!

Vinnie: So you didn’t want it?

Varun: Hell no!!! I mean I would be ready whenever you’re ready.

Vinnie: But you called me over for overnight?

Varun: And that has only one meaning?

Vinnie: I was talking to Parag and he told me so.

Parag is virtually drowned in hell with all the curses Varun had showered upon him.

Varun: Just coz he’s your school friend, you tell him everything o what?!

Vinnie: Ya. But…

Varun: You and your sick friend Parag, can go and happily talk for hours tonight. Coz you’ll never know what all I had planned for you, tonight! CJ didn’t get me scented candles for a candle lit dinner. Sid didn’t give his private love songs ka recordings with Siya. Ryan didn’t help me fix up an “I Love You” lighting across the wall. None of this ever happened!!!

Vinnie: I’m so sorry, Varun.

Varun: Don’t be. You just aren’t ready yet….

*Click

CJ: Who was it?

Varun: Vinnie…

Ryan: I thought duty time was 7.30.

Sid: What happened?

Varun: Nothing re.

Nepali: Tumhare rice! One by three bola tha na?

Varun: One by Four, uncle. Sorry guys. Ghar mein khana nahi hai....

StoryTellers - The Pilot - Part 4

2009-12-13T03:53:00.000-08:00

Part 4

12 December 2009

11:29:57 AM

11:29:58 AM

11:29:59 AM

11:30:00 AM

Beep Beep!

Eric checks Sid's cell. Sid's busy warming up for the rink football cup final.

Eric: Hey Sid! You got a msg from some Varun!

Sid: Read it.

Eric: See you at 9 at RC

Sid: Reply as Ok. And stop wasting my battery on Snake. My phone’s battery’s suicidal.

20:45:40 PM

Place: Globus, R-City Mall.

Siya: How do I look?

Sid: It awesome. Purple really suits you.

Siya: What’s wrong Sid?

Sid: Huh, what?

Siya: You’re not fine.

Sid: Why would you say that?

Siya: Two reasons. One, I’ve known you the best for almost a year now. Two, I’m wearing maroon, not purple.

Sid: I’m sorry. It must be these lights. Maroon suits you fine too.

Siya: Ok. I’ll change back and come. Then we’ll go to “And”.

Sid: As my sweet child wishes….

Siya: Arre I forgot to ask you. How was the tournament?

Sid: We reached the finals. But we lost on penalties.

Siya: Awww…. Too bad! You scored??

Sid: I scored once. In the semi final. And I was best defender of the tournament.

Siya: Woohoo! Party!!!

Sid: Errr… Btw we lost, the tournament. Just in case you weren’t listening.

Siya giggles.

Siya: “And” is just so cool.

Sid: And so expensive.

Siya: Oh shut up. You just won na?!

Sid: No.

Siya: Reached the final. Its one and the same.

Sid: No there was a 50% difference between the cash awards.

Siya: How much you got?

Sid: Finalist – 2000 and Best defender – 500.

Siya: Woohoo! Plus I hope you have the other 4 grand with you.

Sid: Which 4 grand?

Siya: The one you always carry with you.

Sid: Its in my bag. But, why?

Siya: Coz I’ve come shopping for the Manali trip.

Sid: You’re gonna splurge on MY money?!!

Siya: You’re money, my money, its all the same. Don’t be so cheap.

Sid: No. This is no Russell Peters here. Wtf are you talking about?!

Siya: I thought I’ll borrow some money from you for shopping now and return it later.

Sid: And when exactly were planning to borrow? When you were paying the bill? How can you do this yaar? What if I didn’t have the money?

Siya: But you do have it right?

Sid: I do, but that doesn’t help. You know why I was saving up na?

Siya: Ya. For that Black GB & A Semi-Acoustic Guitar at Bhargavas.

Sid: Then?

Siya: I thought you wont buy it until next month.

Sid: I told you about next week ka concert na?

Siya: I… forgot….

Sid: You know what? You get me down here. I’m freaking limping coz of all the thrashing I got while playing. Somehow I walk with you, wherever you lead me. And then you jolt me to this shock.

Siya: I’m sorry. Don’t shout at me. I’ll cry now.

Sid: You know what? Here take this money. All 6500 bucks. Buy whatever you want! I’m taking off! I’m tired and hurt, both physically and mentally. I cant take this anymore.

Siya is shell-shocked as she sees Sid leave. Suddenly, Sid stops dead in his tracks and returns to Siya.

Sid: You got 50 bucks. I can’t walk at all.

Siya is left gaping as Sid has the 2nd most embarrassing moment of his life.

Siya: NO!!! I’m shopping now! Go play more and come!!!

In case, you were wondering about Sid’s 1st Most Embarrassing Moment.

StoryTellers - The Pilot - Part 3

2009-12-13T03:51:00.002-08:00

Part 3

12 December 2009

11:29:57 AM

11:29:58 AM

11:29:59 AM

11:30:00 AM

Beep Beep!

Ryan checks the msg and then asks Ritika to keep his cell.

Ryan: How long he's been bothering you?

Ritika: Two weeks..

Ryan: And you're telling me now?!!

Ritika: I didnt think it'll be so bad. He used to just whistle as i passed, but yesterday he stopped me in my way. I slapped him, but he said he’d be waiting with his friends today. So i called you.

Ryan: Anyway just wait here. I'll talk to him and come.

Ritika: Ryan, dont make a big scene. Its my college and he's got his whole gang in the canteen.

Ryan: Dont worry, i know the watchman. And i'm just gonna talk.

Ritika: The last time you went to talk with that stalker, he ended up with 17 fractures.

Ryan: Relax. Stay here with your friends. But stand where i can see you.

Ritika: Ok.

Ritika stands there and watches on. Ryan goes upto the gang. He's talking to the guy. Suddenly they all start laughing, including Ryan. Ritika is bewildered. Whats so funny?! Ryan points to Ritika and the whole gang looks towards her. The guy nods his head and shakes Ryan's hand. Ryan is still all smiles. They exchange hugs and Ryan leaves.

Ritika: What the f, is so funny?!!

Ryan: Arre, you dont know him or what? He's my school bud, Kunal. We were the dons in school. He saved my ass from that police case once, remember?

Ritika: Oh i didnt know he had permission to comment on me!!

Ryan: Its not like that yaar. He didnt know who you were.

Ritika: SO??!!

Ryan: He wouldnt have done it. If he'd known, you were my girlfriend.

Ritika: So what, Ryan?! You told him, its fine?

Ryan: He apologised a million times. He was even ready to come and say sorry himself, but i thought you'd be embarassed. And you slapped him also, na?

Ritika: Oh ok! Should i go say sorry??!!

Ryan: Arre he didnt mean to re.

Ritika: You're on his side now?!?!

Ryan: No re. I'm always with you.

Ritika: But apparently you chose to let him go.

Ryan: He saved me once. He's my good friend.

Ritika: So he can do anything?

Ryan: No yaar. Why dont you understand? I owe him one.

Ritika: Am i the 'one'?!!

Ryan: Now dont talk shit ha! Why dont you freaking understand?!!

Ritika: You know what? Screw him and screw you...

Ryan: Dont you talk to me like that...

Ritika: Whatcha gonna do? I'm going away! Just stay out of my sight! Go have fun with your chaddi buddies!!!

Ryan: Ritu!! Dont you walk away!!

Ryan watches on, as she storms away.

StoryTellers - The Pilot - Part 2

2009-12-13T03:51:00.001-08:00

Part 2

12 December 2009

11:29:57 AM

11:29:58 AM

11:29:59 AM

11:30:00 AM

Beep Beep!

Charlotte: Varun's msg. Its the usual.

CJ: Mera msgs mat padh na.

Charlotte: Why? Koi aur hai kya?

CJ: Arre. I dont check yours na?! Then?

Charlotte: If you wanna check, you can.

CJ: No i respect other's privacy.

Charlotte: Dialogue mar math chal. You're hanging out with Varun a lot lately.

CJ: I just cant speak the truth, can i?

Charlotte: You've got all the time in the world for them na?

CJ: Saturday evenings are the only time i have with them.

Charlotte: But you cant come to my fashion show?

CJ: Arre that's the day I gotta meet Wilson. It told you long ago.

Charlotte: I told you about this even before that.

CJ: Girl, its a huge day for me. Its the biggest amount i'm spinning. I've got to be there.

Charlotte: Aur mera kya? Its my 25th fashion show! I wanted you to be there!

CJ: I came to the other 24 na?

Charlotte: Thats only coz of all the hot girls over there!

CJ: But i came for you na, sweetu.

Charlotte: Zyaada sweet math ho! I saw you checking that Valencia the other time. And stop learning all that from Varun!

CJ: Arre mera kuch individuality hi nahi hai kya? I meant it yaar.

Charlotte: Anyway are you coming? Yes or No?

CJ: I really wanna come yaar, but i told you na...

Charlotte: Are you coming? Yes or No?!

CJ; Charl, understand na re...

Charlotte: Yes or No?

CJ: I honestly wanna.....

Charlotte: YES or NO?

CJ: nn....

Charlotte : You're ALWAYS like this!!! You never have time for me! And in the end, you always blame me!

CJ: Arre but..

Charlotte: Why do you say all the sweet things when you never mean them?!!

CJ: Swee.??

Charlotte: Shut Up! I dont wanna hear a word! That other time also you did the same thing!!!

CJ: Whe....

Charlotte: I told you na! You always come to check out Valencia!

CJ: Val...??!

Charlotte: If you like her only so much then you go and settle with her only na?!!! Why do you need me? You got money, she got looks! Sab set, na!!! I'm only the stupid na?!!

CJ: Charl...

Charlotte: I dont wanna talk to you!! Dont call me!! Here's your cell ! Go hang out with those idiots and your new love, Valencia!!!!

CJ: Arre listen to me..

Charlotte: Bye!!!!

CJ: You didn’t have to call them idiots...

Charlotte: You na!! BYE!!!!

CJ: What just happened to the last 10 minutes of my life?!

StoryTellers - The Pilot

2009-12-13T03:48:00.000-08:00

One by Four, Triple Schezwan Rice

Part 1

12 December 2009

11:29:57 AM

11:29:58 AM

11:29:59 AM

11:30:00 AM

Menu->Messages->Text Messages->Write New

To CJ, Sid, Ryan,

C u @ 9 @ RC

Mom's no. Dont reply.

- Varun

Message Sent

Varun had 5 sim cards from each edition of BPL gang cards, yet he'd use his Mom's phone whenever possible. He used seperate sim cards for his usual duty. Well you cant really blame him on this one. He's got a duty time which is more than all the other three cumulative duty times put together. Vinnie was a lil tough to manage when she was cranky. And Varun never failed to get her all cranked up. Anyway the plan was on. It was a routine meet. Saturday. 9PM. Red Chillies (RC). Varun's Mom's Msg. Nothing felt out of place. It was just plain usual weekly meet up. Varun, CJ and Ryan stayed just one building apart, so they met almost everyday. Sid stayed a few blocks away and engg really sucks a lotta time. Add Siya to that and 24 hours shall not be enough. Anyway this meet was different. In a very, very weird way!

21:30:49 PM

Place: Red Chillies

Red Chillies was a local, open air, Chinese food joint run by the friendly Nepali (no one knows his name). The StoryTellers were regulars there. They've even got their names etched onto a particular table, which is instantly cleared when they arrive. They'd started writing and posting on walls way before facebook was created. But mostly these posts were just the bills they had to clear. No matter how hard the times were, money never got in the way between Nepali and the quartet. RC was home.

CJ : Shit man! Life sucks!!!

Varun: Abe itna bhi kya? Tera toh roj ka rehta hai...

CJ : Iske liye yaar! I'm tired of this...

Varun: Par tu kar bhi kya sakta hai?

CJ: Abhi tu shot mat de yaar!

Varun: Arre where's Sid? Uska bhi laga rehna chahiye. Majja aayega!!

CJ: Tere saath hona chahiye tha, then you'd know!

Varun: Ryan, you'd called him na?

(Amidst a cloud of smoke, a nod is heard.)

CJ: Abbe kitna phukega? Marega kya?

Ryan: Now what to do? This is the only thing left.

Varun: Toh tere saath kya tera baap baithe hai?!

Ryan: Why the f, wont she understand??!!! Girls i tell you!! They dont know shit about friendship!

Sid walks in at RC, limping and uncharacteristically crest fallen.

Varun (almost lits up) : Kya hua??

Sid : Chup bait be!

Ryan: Why you limping?

Sid: Football.

CJ: Har gaya kya?

Sid: Ha re.

Nothing made Varun happier!

Sid: Upar se yeh emotional attyachar na, I tell you!

Varun: Bol mat tera bhi??!!

Sid: What?

CJ: Mera aur Ryan ka bhi lag gaya.

Sid: Kya pakka raha hai?!

Varun: 3 out of 4 !!! Kya din hai !!!

Sid: Shit yaar! Im sorry guys.

Ryan: Chod na...

Nepali: Triple Schezwan na?

CJ: Ha, 1 by 4.

Varun: Nahi. 1 by 3. We'll be cooking tonight.

Sid: We?

Varun: Vinnie's coming to stay overnight.

Sid: What you’re saying?

Varun: Home alone na!

Ryan: Finally moving ahead ha?

CJ: Sala lucky ass!

Varun: Tu toh bol hi......

(Varun's cell rings and he always moves away when Vinnie calls...)

Ryan: Ten bucks, he's getting the cassette.

Sid: That's easy ten bucks for you.

Ryan: No you don’t get it. Ten bucks, he's getting the boot too. We’re jinxed I tell you.

CJ: Double that.

Sid: Dude's its Varun and Vinnie! 20 bucks on 'em?! I'm in. Double that. But against you two!

Ryan: We’ll see.

StoryTellers

2009-12-11T07:35:00.000-08:00

StoryTellers - Curtain Raiser

Ok. This is my first documented work of fiction. Although its fiction, most, but not all, characters are loosely based on real life people, who'll obviously remain unnamed. Its a story of four guys who've been friends through thick and thin for over a decade and a half. They are the epitome of friendship and display exemplary brotherhood. Sure, there have been fights and diagreements. But they've pulled through all that. This bunch of early tweens will form the crux of the story. Actually i have a full series of episode involving the quartet, which will be released if the pilot goes hit. This is not only about the StoryTellers but also their respective loved ones. But i figured you gotta get a hang of all the characters involved. But before all that, there are a few terms i like you to know the meaning...

Duty: Tending to one's girlfriend, usually over the phone.

Duty Time: The fixed time assigned to everyday Duty

Cassette: Same old thing repeated again and again

Chotta breakup: A one week vacation from your match

Bada breakup: A two week vacation...

Sirf breakup: Story's over...

Sell/Bechna: To con a person's greed or ego

Ok now for the characters...

Varun - The Glam Boy.

Ok, he's the best looking among the four. He's the typical mama's boy. Need i say more? Uses his emotional, heart moving lines to great effect but the rest are immune to it by now. But he's also the one good with numbers among the four, but he uses it to be extremely stingy. He'd do anything and everything to save a couple of bucks.

Vinnie - The Bubbly-Cheerful One.

She's one happy girl, i tell you that. She's always smiling and her smile is very, very contagious. She tops the class but still has time for friends. However she's a lil paranoid about girls getting to close to 'her' Varun! Behind her lovely smile lies a multitude of sadness, only Varun could soothe.

Varun & Vinnie

Since : 5 years

Chotta & Bada breakups : 15 - 0

Relationship Status : Virtually married

Sid - Jack Of All Trades.

Well this Sid needs no wake up. He's one crazy driven kid intent on doing everything there is that the world can offer. A comp-genius, guitarist, athlete, writer, dancer, singer, etc. But his persistence can quickly turn into stubborness. Very little can satisfy him then. As CJ once put it, "Sid's a kid who really wants his candy"!

Siya - The Bacha.

Sid's "Sweet Child" is indeed a real sweet child. A gem of a singer, both classical and western, an apt pair for the crazy kid. Their music has swayed audiences across the city colleges. But she's very innocent and tends to be gullible. However being with the 4, she's learnt to be more street smart, as they always take her for a ride.

Sid & Siya

Since : 1 year

Chotta & Bada breakups : 10 - 1

Relationship Status : Madly in Love

CJ - The Money Spinner.

Cherriyaparambil Johnnykutty a.k.a. CJ was everything opposite to the impression his full name would give. He's the one with the money. No. No. He's no spoilt brat nor a rich kid. He's just to good with it. Give him a coin and he'll rub it until it becomes two. Naturally he had contacts all over the country. His tact is enough to sell anyone, anyplace, anytime.

Charlotte - The Head Spinner.

"Charl" was a high school sweetheart. She'd look so good, that its almost illegal to look so good. She'd walk around so confident, so smart. Every guy would've atleast given her a 9 on 10. CJ was indeed lucky, you'd guess. Wrong! There wasnt a week in their relationship, that they hadn't broken up (and made up). Miss-Understand.

CJ & Charlotte

Since : 6 years

Chotta & Bada Breakup : 4563 - 15

Relationship Status : (Cant live) With or Without You

Ryan - The Inglorious Basterd.

He's the easiest to understand. The one without any undercurrents or any second thoughts. He'd always keep saying, "Roll the dice and never think twice". This attitude combined with his well maintained 6'3" frame of rock was an instant mix for trouble. He wore his heart on his sleeve. CJ had contacts all over, Ryan had friends all over.

Ritika - The Sporty One.

She was the definitive sport. No one could ever take her case and even if someone could she'd give back an equal measure. Her only problems were her ultra loose purse strings and her penchant for sneakers. Handling a guy like Ryan can be difficult, but she had him wrapped around her finger.

Ryan & Ritika

Since: 5 years

Chotta & Bada Breakup : 35 - 2

Relationship Status : Steady Boat.

That was it... Actually i have planned to carry on StoryTellers as a sitcom on my blog, more like a blogcom. I'm cautious about the idea and whether it'll be accepted. So i'll be releasing a pilot episode soon. Based on the how the pilot fares, the future of blogcoms will be decided. So please let me know ... Feel free to comment on FB or at blogspot....

The Masters – Act 2 – The Revenge

2009-11-29T04:36:00.000-08:00

Our school used to hold weeklong camps for social service. These camps were hotspots for anti-normal activities and Cecil and Michael were known for not letting a single opportunity go by. Now Michael had something against the Hindi Sir, he’d screwed Michael over in the Hindi Orals. And forgiveness was definitely not on his mind. At the camp, Cecil and Michael had the Hindi Sir as their group in charge. This was their chance to even the scores. The awesome twosome had done their homework and had promptly spread rumors of dangerous snakes in the campsite as soon as they reached. The Hindi Sir would nonchalantly laugh at the terrified students, saying the duo was just making that up.

One fine evening, the guys were taking their bath out in the river. Hindi Sir had joined them, as well. Now as we all know, everybody is happy at a camp. And at the river everyone is playful. The Hindi Sir was no exception. He had turned a blind eye to all the crazy tricks and jumps the boys were upto. All this while, Hindi Sir was keeping a watchful eye on the boys and Cecil and Michael were waiting for their opening. As all the other boys were through with their baths, the duo was waiting for Hindi Sir to enter the water. Finally the time had come. Now Michael was an ace swimmer and Cecil was terrified of water. As Hindi Sir ambled away into the cool waters, Cecil and Michael appeared from nowhere and stole into the waters with a vengeance much colder than the water. They exchanged smiles with the Hindi Sir and carried on with their baths. Hindi Sir meanwhile was genially singing, “Thande Thande Pani Se…”. Abruptly Michael disappears off the surface and goes underwater. Suddenly Cecil felt something zoom past his tenders. Cecil went nuts. Were Michaels rumors true? Hindi Sir noticed Cecil’s panic (but not Michael’s disappearance) and thought this was part of the panic caused by the rumors. “Arre beta. Yaha saap-vaap kuch nahi hai! Jaldi naa ha ke, tents lagao. Thande Thande Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!”. Cecil felt the whoosh again! Hindi Sir was wailing in poetry and Cecil wasn’t the only one holding onto his tenders anymore. Michael resurfaces at that very moment as Hindi Sir continued to wince in pain. Cecil notices the smirk on Michael’s face. The smirk is the age-old SJHS signal for Mission Accomplished. Cecil screams to Sir, “Saap tha sir. I saw it!!!” Cecil and Michael escort the Hindi Sir out of the water like the crocs pull out deer (if the deer was in water, that is). Hindi Sir could not walk straight all through the camp and was terrified at every rustle of leaves. What happened??

Michael was gone underwater and was pelting stones at the Sir!! Since Cecil stood between Michael and Hindi Sir, Cecil was in the firing range. Thanks to Michael’s incredible aim even underwater, Cecil was unhurt. But one of Michael’s missiles did blast the intended target. That oughta hurt! You gotta have real cojones if you’re gonna go ball-busting like him!!!

The Masters – Act 1 - Waxing is Fun

2009-11-29T04:35:00.000-08:00

Cecil and Michael were in the same class i.e. IX A. They got the strictest teacher in the whole of IX Th standard, Algebra Mam (and she got the worst class anyway). Now, Algebra mam was a taskmaster and knew how to get her work done. At the same, she’d take good care of her students too. She could silence the entire class with one tap on the board, however in IX A she’d have to bang the board as it was built into the brick wall. But what she was famous for, were the loud resounding slaps that she could land on the faces of the unfortunate ones. God would close His ears in terror! The first day she walks into class, she decides to make Cecil the Class Monitor. Now, we at SJHS have first lecture as Value Education (LOL!) and the second lecture would be the class teacher’s lecture. Algebra mam was pressed to complete the portion in a limited time, so she’d take the first lecture for algebra as well. However, unfortunately, according to the IX A timetable for Friday would be: 1. VE. 2. ALG. 3. ALG. 4. ALG. And algebra mam was relentless. Now four lectures of math can suck out the brains of any Einstein. And Cecil and Michael figured they had to do something about it. Like every convent in town, we have holidays every Thursday. So one Thursday, Cecil and Michael turned at the steely gates of SJHS, with a bag full of candles. Yes, candles! Confused? Read on! They somehow make it through the guards and into the empty corridors. They reach their class and take the candles out of their bags. What ensues after that is beyond belief!

The next day, the students of IX A crawl into their seats ready for another saga of Algebra. The prayers are said. Algebra mam takes the attendance. The students open their books. Mam takes her chalk to start off with “Simultaneous Equations” on the board. But as she wrote s-i-m-u----. The chalk in her hand slid off the board and fell down. The letter s-i-m-u didn’t appear on the board. Fairly surprised, she took another chalk to write but it met the same fate. No matter how hard she tried, nothing could be written on the board. The class whispers in sheer amazement. Frustrated by now, she scratches the board with her nails. She sees some translucent solid scrape off the board. It’s WAX!!!! Cecil and Michael had waxed the board!!! They took those candles and rubbed it against the board forming a thick layer of wax, making it impossible to write on it!!! The sheer brilliance!

Various efforts were made to find the culprit(s). IX A had everything but an squealer. So nothing could be done about the whole incident. There were no written explanations from that day on to atleast a month. A different wall mountable board was provided for the class. But atleast for four weeks, Fearful Fridays were Fun Fridays, since algebra mam would give a lot of free time.

Wax the board! Even in your 15 years of education, would you have even come close to this brain wave??!!

The Masters

2009-11-29T04:32:00.000-08:00

Last week, I met an old time friend, Amelia, and we were discussing our school days and all the pranks we played then. The wave of nostalgia and the adrenaline rush from the excitement of a successful plan, it was all coming back to me. We both laughed until we suffered from jolts of momentary facial paralysis. It’s only then that I realized how awesome we were, back in the day. But, if you ask me, we were mere minnows. The real legends have had their time and had set the bar for us. As I look back now, I realize that even though we tried our best, we failed to raise the bar. I’m not here to talk about us. I’m here to talk about the ones who made a difference. The ones who were the real revolutionaries. The Players of Peril. The Real Dukes Of Hazard. The Masters…

The Masters include one of the most fearsome yet most loved duo of all time in the history of St. Joseph’s High School. There is no teacher, who has ever taught them, who has forgotten them. Their deeds have been legends and a constant source of inspiration for the generations to come. The duo I know as Cecil and Michael. Brothers-in-arms. Epitome of craziness in school days. Here I’ve tried to recreate the magic of two of the craziest stories ever to happen in SJHS. This is my tribute to them.

The Masters is a two part series that commemorates the two most outlandish acts of the two most fearless individuals I’ve ever met. So this is naturally dedicated to Cecil and Michael and all his accomplices. I’d also like to thank Amelia for free trip down the memory lane and for inspiring me with this idea of being grateful to my idols.

Never Say Never... Chapter 5

2009-11-23T05:25:00.000-08:00

Chapter 5: All’s well that ends well

Present Day….

Karishma had been away for a long time now. I usually find her chattering highly irritating, but I guess I was missing it all. Even Eddie had no news of her. Shawn had given up all his hopes gradually, but he still panics if I say Karishma’s round the corner. However I felt this new divide was inevitable but in a way, useful. We all wanted Karishma to bounce back. Although Eddie admitted he was scared that Saturday, he did feel terrible about Karishma. But nothing could beat my guilt. I was happy to see her comment on my lean physique when we met again. Probably as redemption, I successfully patched Eddie and Karishma back to talking terms. I’ve learnt a lot from this whole experience. I’ve learnt that what seems right to one person may not be right to the other. I’ve learnt that you do what you have to do, coz tomorrow you don’t wanna wake up regretting anything. It’s funny how everyone turned to be just fine at the end of it all, in spite of an array of mixed and intense emotions dished out to them. This is the most important thing I’ve learnt from the whole story. No matter what happens to you, you’ve got to move on. The heroine is left alone at the end of it all. Shawn deserved his honest love to be rewarded. Eddie could have realized his dream girl. Karishma could have had it her way and gotten anyone she wanted. This whole story could have ended in any other way but it ends this way. This shows that life is no movie. There is no script. There are no retakes. You choose your path and watch it unfold.

The choices you make, end up making you…

Never Say Never... Chapter 4

2009-11-23T05:24:00.002-08:00

Chapter 4: Déjà vu

One Year Later… 2008

I hadn’t met Karishma for over six months after the unfortunate Saturday. I would stay updated on her through Eddie. Eddie had dropped B.E. Mech for B.A. in Psycho at Xavier’s as he felt that was his real calling. We used to meet more often as we were in the same group of friends in school who stayed in touch after school. Eddie and I would talk about music and life for hours. We’d also occasionally talk about Karishma, as she was close to both of us. He had confirmed that he liked Karishma in school and probably even after that but he’d stopped liking her, as he wanted to be sure that she’d be the one. He was a huge believer and hence believed in, “If it’s meant to be, it’ll be”. But I never thought he stopped liking her.

Just to protect Karishma, I hid the story from everyone including Eddie. Then as time passed, Karishma grew out of the mini heartbreak. Atleast I didn’t go out with her and then dump her. Hence the phrase, mini heartbreak. We started meeting up whenever she came down to Mumbai. We never talked about the Saturday and the events that preceded it. It was sort of a mental pact between us. Eddie would always meet her whenever she called him. Eddie loved her company and she enjoyed his wit too. They were a lovely pair. But due to Eddie’s big switch from Engg to Psycho, he had lots to catch up with. Consequently he missed a few meetings with Karishma. She got miffed and failed to understand. Although they patched up, Eddie had seen a flaw, her lack of understanding real world situations. Then one day Eddie met me after a really long while and was pretty excited to tell me a lot about Karishma. It looked like his dream was finally working out. What bothered me was it was déjà vu for me all over again, but it was Eddie this time. She had even used the same lines. And she was supposed to meet him that Saturday. How’s that for déjà vu! Now the reasons behind my further actions are purely unknown. I told him what happened to me exactly a year ago. Eddie was shot at point blank. He left shaken and stirred for a long walk home.

I meet him the following week to know about the fateful Saturday. He went and met her and she did everything as I told him. As if it were some ritual. Much to my surprise and shock, Eddie said “No”. Eddie turned down the one and only girl he’d ever liked over the years. I’ve never felt so sorry for any girl as I felt for Karishma that day. Imagine you wanted by hundreds and you know a guy who’s loved you all along. Imagine being turned down by the one who loved you over the years. It’s unimaginable! Eddie justified himself by citing her past and my sudden confession as Gods’ work. It seems she’d lied to me about Elton. Eddie said that she n Elton were involved at some level but Elton became too possessive. So she left him. Now that Elton was away, this was the time, she swooped onto me. However, I’d let her down as well. Then she gradually moved in towards Eddie. So what Eddie inferred was that her insecurity could eventually lead her to find someone else, if he was away for too long. This was totally possible as she’d be away for months at Calcutta. Eddie believed in the Higher Power to guide his life and he believed that if Karishma was meant to be his, she would be his. I felt he should have taken the chance. But he said he could not take a break up.

One life.

One time.

One love.

Karishma never returned to Mumbai for the next six months (or atleast she didn’t tell either of us). Thanks to his violin and his great voice, Eddie found himself in the thick of things in the college music scene.

Never Say Never... Chapter 3

2009-11-23T05:24:00.001-08:00

Chapter 3: Unforeseen Consequences

One Year Later…. 2007

Times are a changing. We’re all now graduating. I was doing engineering in DBIT. Eddie took up B.E. Mech. Shawn had passed an engineering seat in Calcutta, since he wanted to stay in Mumbai and close to Karishma. Yes he’s an idiot, but in love. Just the next day, Karishma took a medical seat at Calcutta. Imagine the irony!!! Shawn finally picked up B.Sc in Math n Stat at Somaiya.

Meanwhile Karishma considered me as a very good friend and hence consequently stayed in touch even when she was in Calcutta. Even after Tanya had made her exit, I continued meeting Karishma whenever she came down. (Shawn never came with me as he felt ‘The Integration Fiasco’ had given him away.) She always started our conversations by commenting on lean physique. Once she told me that she was comfortable around me as I was one of the very few guys she knew that didn’t ask her out. On the other hand, I would be damn scared to walk around with her, as I’d get loads of cold stares from the guys on the streets. It could be one of those guys she’d turned down and could totally misunderstand us as a couple. All along she’d tell me stories about her college and hostel. But her favorites were the stories of all those guys that had asked her out and the various styles and ways they used to get to her. I felt sorry for the fallen warriors. I don’t know why I couldn’t like the girl in the way those guys did. But I just never felt it. As she got closer, she’d tell me things, which according to her no one else knew. Then she told me that Elton was just a college mate but they fell out over some issues. But things got a little weirder everyday. She’d compliment on my appearance (now, trust me, there’s nothing to compliment when I wear a jersey and ¾ ths that I wear at home) and everyday she came she seemed a little more decked up. I was starting to feel something wrong again, but who was I kidding, I wasn’t gonna get the wish of hundreds. But as her compliments made lesser and lesser sense, I was getting wary. She had even said that I sing really well, beat that!!! Now I was sure what she was onto. She’d ask me what kinda girls I liked. I made an impromptu list of qualities, which she made a mental note of and started filling herself into the bill. Then on one fateful Saturday evening, she asked me out. In fact she asked me to be her life-partner. I have never been more hysterically scared and amused at the same time. I’d once joked with Shawn about she falling for me instead of him. He said he’d kill me. We laughed. But this was Judgment Day! Without any second thoughts, I passed. I wove a yarn of sweet words explaining to her, how I wasn’t the guy for her, at all. She was, in reality, too sweet for me. But it was damn uncomfortable for the both of us. To use this to get her off Shawn’s mind, I shared the story with Shawn. But it backfired. He asked me to go out with her!! He kept shouting at me for what an idiot I was. All he wanted was to see her happy and he felt I could keep her happy all her life. I can’t go out with her. I couldn’t do it for three reasons. One, I couldn’t think of her in that way. Two, Shawn. Three, Eddie. Thus I turned down the dream girl of hundreds (100s is not an exaggeration)….

Never Say Never... Chapter 2

2009-11-23T05:23:00.001-08:00

Chapter 2: Thanks to Tanya

Three Years Later…. (2006)

After school, it was difficult to meet school pals and in JC its all about adjusting to new friends and yet not letting go of your old ones. I’d meet Eddie, once in a while, and would stay updated on Karishma, as they were still best friends. I was still in touch with Shawn and meet him twice or thrice a week just to waste away the evenings. He didn’t open his heart to Karishma, not even on farewell night. Eddie would meet every once in a while. Karishma, I just knew she was in Ruia. Thanks to his average marks, Shawn couldn’t make it to a famous college. He used it as an excuse each time I told him to tell Karishma about his love. But in XI th, he topped his college just to get a change into Ruia. Unfortunately, he couldn’t get through and instead settled for Somaiya. He chose Somaiya so that attendance wont be an issue coz he’d bunk and wait for hours on the end at Matunga station just to catch a glimpse of Karishma. And he would always see her with another guy, who I came to know later as Elton.

Meanwhile, I was all over the place after I met Tanya in SIES. She was smart and would talk with an attitude, which instantly caught me off guard. But it wouldn’t have been anything if it weren’t for her eyes. Glassy, as my friends had code-named her, for her lovely glass-like eyes. Thanks to my incredibly abysmal attendance, I met her only in the end of JC just as we were dispersing for PL. God damn SIES!!!

I would talk about Tanya for ages to Shawn. Shawn figured that Tanya’s nature was pretty much similar to that of Karishma’s and that if I asked Karishma for tips, she’d be happy to help. I wasn’t really convinced but I couldn’t kill Shawn’s eagerness. I knew he said it purely so that he could meet her too but if he would say ‘the words’ to her then I was ready to play along. I had nothing to lose.

So thanks to Tanya (and Shawn), I’d meet Karishma atleast once or twice a week and she’d really help. And Shawna would join us sometimes but would develop selective mute-ism as he saw her. But I’d be more interested in hooking up Shawn and Karishma rather than Myself and Tanya. However, Shawn would thwart every opportunity I created for him. But his brutally honest love would make me wanna create more chances. Love was my business but I didn’t believe in what I sold. Then came the board exams. A big lull fell over all our love lives. In the vacation before CET, however, both Shawn and I had made a pact that we’d end or begin our respective love stories. So I walked upto Tanya on her birthday with a huge surprise but I didn’t say what I should’ve since something felt terribly wrong altogether. But Shawn, like a true friend, screwed it up as well. He was going to ask her out one day and had called me for moral support (I was watching Spidey 2 at R-Mall). Atleast he got a souvenir, her Integrations notes. Yes you imagined it right. Shawn made this heroic attempt on May 18th and so he believes that the whole world should celebrate this day as World Confession Day, in honour of his Herculean attempt. So this is the day you break the news to the one you have loved all along.P.S. Do not confuse it with V-Day coz on V-day you just celebrate your love...

Never Say Never... Chapter 1

2009-11-23T05:01:00.000-08:00

I’m writing a love story. I could not have started with a weirder line. This is a love story that I hope would make a great movie, one day. It’s got all the ingredients that make a real blockbuster. But I’d rather see it as a blogbuster (thanks to Keith M for that term). This is a story that spans over 8 years. The story has been divided into 5 chapters as each chapter has an incident which of intense magnitude. I promise to you that whatever I write are real life events and the characters are as real as you and me. Although I cannot reveal the true identities of any the characters, I know that when they read it (I’m pretty sure atleast one of them will), they’ll be in for a surprise or two.

Chapter 1: The School Days

Circa 2003 AD.

“ Shut up, Suneet. Or I’ll really write your name on the board! And for God’s sake, go back to your original place!!! Or I’ll tell Shinde teacher!!!” She would threaten the boy in white who unfortunately could not care less. “Suneet!!!” She screamed just like my mom. “Just coz you’re the Head Boy doesn’t mean you can sit anywhere in class! Especially not with that mad scientist ka gang!!” “Karishma, just coz you want to sit here with ‘your’ mad scientist, Eddie, don’t throw me around like you throw him around”. All this while, Mad Scientist was deeply engrossed singing “One” by Creed. Suddenly I’d find my head between Eddie’s arms and forearms in a playful yet firm headlock, as I laughed away, “ Usko bola toh. Iski jali!!!”. Now thoroughly mad, she’d scream, “Suneet. I’ll seriously beat you huh now!!”, wielding her hanky as if it were a Magnum .357. I’ve always failed to understand the feminine fixation with hankies. What can you possibly do with it? I’m sure ya’ll don’t use it so much as it always appears fresh and new every evening. Anyway, just to settle the commotion called class IX E, I’d return to my original place, 4 rows away from Eddie. We were the best troublemakers in class and it was natural for Shinde teacher to contain both of us in two separate corners of the class. This was again due to Karishma’s constant nagging. This was an everyday scene in my class. Now, all, but one, characters have been introduced. The last one was a pretty decent and really quiet guy called Shawn (or Shawna, for me). He would simply gaze at Karishma all the time, just wondering what it would take to make her look bad. Everything she did, was just b-e-a-u-tiful, as Bruce Almighty would say. I knew all this, coz Shawna was in my hindi marathi private tuitions and we would often bunk and talk about life and love for hours or have cycle races till our legs pumped battery acid. He was crazy about her since VI th that’s 2000 AD!

You’ve got the dynamics of the relationships each character has with the other. Now how’d I explain each character to you? Ok here’s a brief intro for each character.

Karishma: She was the proverbial Ideal Girl in school. Now she wasn’t The School Babe but she’d easily beat the babe hollow, if she decked up. She was the typical Yash Chopra heroine, straight from the big screen with her long flowing hair, uncannily fair skin and an enchanting smile. She was a definite head-spinner. Second look Guaranteed.

Eddie: Easily distinguished coz of his curly locks and black rimmed glasses. He’s the proverbial silent rebel. Lives his life on his terms. Had a penchant for the sciences. He would sing all day in class, only coz violins were banned during lectures. Thank God he had a great voice. In spite of all this he was the class house captain and teacher’s pet.

Shawn: He was just an ordinary face in class. Not the brightest but definitely not the dumbest. He had impressed many, including Karishma, with his talent with self-made shayaris. He’d stick up for anyone and everyone in need without a second thought. He’s one of those guys, you’d recognize if you saw him one of these days, you’d know he was a nice guy in school but still fail to recollect his name.

Suneet: Was elected as Head Boy by my friends and I felt it’s my moral duty to safeguard them. So I’d protect them from teachers and the princy, and was a silent partner in some of the craziest things seen in SJHS. I was taken to the HM for disciplinary action by none other than the Head Girl (Lol!). So you get an idea of the degree of my spoilt behavior.

As I Roamed an Unknown Street....Episode 1

2009-11-19T00:51:00.000-08:00

Well the title maybe a little misleading. The articles/posts under "As I Roamed an Unknown Street" are gonna be just figments of my imagination, usually stemming from real life incidents, and I've thought over some crazy possibilities and ideas while I stroll by these unknown streets. I think "What If.." would have been a great title too. But Coldplay is too intent on suing someone or the other these days (Good song, btw). Anyway, enough for an intro.

There was this French couple named, Pierre and Lourdes, who were great friends of mine (dont ask me how i know em...I just know em, ok). A very steady-going couple and an enviably sweet pair. They meet me whenever they come down here. Once Pierre met me at the usual and unusually, seemed pretty depressed.

Me: Bonjour, P. Where's Lourdes?

Pierre: Oh dont ask. We kinda fought.

Me: Oh im sorry.

Pierre: Why? I'm the one who's sorry! Wtf is her problem?!! Platonic it seems!!

(There's something about the French accent that makes the Indian accent less funny. But I cant laugh. Not now.)

Pierre kept muttering and cursing the word platonic under his breath as if it had just stolen Lourdes away.

(Out of nowhere) Me: Come on, man. Why you so worried? You love her right?!

Pierre: Of course, I love her. But I'm missing her already.

Me: Oh shut up. It cant be possibly be that bad.

Pierre: How would you know about all this?!

(I didn't know my sex-life was on International News)

Me: You've got a point there...

(Rest of the conversation is just general stuff)

Then after a while, I met Lourdes. She seemed happy, alright. It was late in the evening, and it was time I left for home. As usual I walk out a considerable part of my journey and playlist was full hip-hop for that day (i dont know why...was a long time ago...when i had something that could play a playlist). So I start thinking about the whole day. What really got me thinking was the word "Platonic". Its supposed to mean any non-sexual highly affectionate relationship. But according to the guide book for Boyfriends, it features as highly dangerous phrase and is right up in the rankings with classy examples like, "We've gotta talk", "I need time" and (personal favourite) "Its not coz of you, but me".

Platonic = Plato + nic

Now maybe platonic relationship was one of the concepts invented by The great philosopher/mathematician Plato. I start drifting now. Crazy imagination time!

450 BC Greece shifted to 2000 AD Brooklyn,NY !!!

Plato walks in into the bar in Harlem. He meets his boys from the hood, Arch-Enemy (Archimedes), Soc Dogg (Socrates), Young Tot (Aristotle)....Its harlem, they gotta have fancy names and chains.

Soc Dogg: Guess who's in da house wid da D-O-double G??!!

Arch-Enemy: Make some noise for my boy, Plato, here!!!!

Plato: Hey wassup yo!! My boys in da hood way before meself?!!

(They all meet up and hug in da style)

Plato: Hey i got this thang goin on wid ma girl, Liya, man. She dont lemme touch her at all, man. She always goin crazy abt lovin and showin, man!!!

Young Tot: Oh dats bad, my bro!! Last time, ma gal Tanya say da same, she was makin out dat blind fuck Homer.

Soc Dogg: For shizzle, ma nizzle!!! That was some dope shit!!

Plato: So i got nu thang goin, you know! I go and do what she says and stuff... Lovin n Strollin.. but no touchin... I got a bling name for it too...Its gonna be Platonic!!!

All 3: Boy, dats some dope shit too!!

Young Tot: We gotta talk to ma boy, DJ Caesar and we'll get this thang recorded mahn!!

Soc Dogg: For shizzle, ma nizzle!!! That is some dope shit, right here boys!! (Somehow thats all Soc "Doggy" Dogg could come up with , always)

Hence was born. The Platonic Relationship!!!

Atleast that's what i think........

The Top 5 Comps Viva's Of 2009-10

2009-11-17T00:29:00.000-08:00

Capturing the essence of the viva season, i wanted to come up with something everyone in class relates to. This sem, we had 4 set of vivas, each worse than the other. But keeping the spirit of Comps alive, "Smile in the face of Worry (and externals in this context)" , i present to you....

The 5 Most Outrageous Vivas Of Comps!!!

Disclaimer:
The ratings are purely based on the writer's sense of humour and awesome and hence are open to debate. The writer does not claim any responsibility for the opinions expressed by the people who've made it to this list. Any resemblance to any person , dead, alive or retarded (thats gotta be Keith), is purely intentional. The questions in the vivas have been manipulated to better suite the knowledge of the writer.

Anyway proceeding to the list...
Making it in to No.5 is none other than the great Brian and the lovely Aditi
5
THE SPECTATOR
Place: Microprocessors Lab
Pracs: Microprocessors (obviously....)
Culprits: Brian n Aditi

External: How many address lines in 8086?
Brian n Aditi (at once) : 20!
External: How many memory segments in 8086?
Brian n Aditi (at once, again) : 4!!
Brian had finally announced his presence, after years of Aditi's Domination in vivas. (It was also sometimes due to her superior knowledge of the subject.)
Unfortunately, External had other plans. She turns to Aditi and asks a flurry of questions, to which she replies promptly. Meanwhile, Brian is just reduced to a viewer on the sidelines
After a while, she turns to Brian. His eyes light up, eager to answer...
External: What's your number?
Brian: 202
External: Ok send the next two in...

Moving on to #4,
4
THE OPINION
Place: DBMS lab
Pracs: CN
Culprits: Loveena and Myself

....
Internal (to me): If i have to write data into only even bank, how'd i do it??
Me (wondering to myself): Data is always written onto odd and even banks alternatively. So i'd be very difficult to skip one and write onto the other.
Me: I dont know, mam.
She turns to Loveena
Loveena: I dont think you should do it, mam. It's very difficult to implement.
Internal (impressed): Very Good!!!

Ok, returning our jaws to its rightful place...and down to top 3
3
THE NUMBERS GAME
Place: DBMS lab
Pracs: WE
Culprit: Shweta T

Internal: What is CSS?
Shweta: (Appropriate Answer)
Internal: Ok temme , how many chapters are there in WE?
Shweta looks to us (SanSeaSun), who return a pleasant smile...
Shweta: Sir , 9?
Internal: Sure?
Shweta: Sir, its 11!
Internal: Ok lets call it at 10 ?!
(There are 7 chapters in WE as per MU syllabus)

Its the second best viva performance and it features the Incredible HOD as the Internal!!!
2
THE ADVERTISEMENT
Place: OS lab
Pracs: ADBMS
Culprit: Shveta Sharma

( After a number of questions which she answered well, the HOD gets into his groove)
HOD: Whats SQL?
Shveta: SQL is an ORACLE based software which....
HOD: Ok what is ORACLE?
Shveta: Sir, ORACLE is a .....
HOD: What do you do all vacation?
Shveta: :-/
HOD: You could come to college and learn SQL and ORACLE incollege... You waste your time roaming around...Instead come here and study these certified courses... I'm also there...
Shveta (wonders to herself): Why not??!!

Finally the Most Outrageous And Over-The-Top VIVA of this academic year in Comps
It has to go to the infamous trio of Batch 2!!
Keith, Karen n Nano!!!
Njoi it as it 'unfolds'!!!

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THE WONDER BRA!!!

Place: Microprocessors Lab
Pracs: Microprocessors
Characters: Keith, Karen and Sharon

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After an almost neat viva, the three were just about to be left...
External: Ok. Last question. What is BRA?
Keith: :-/
Sharon: :-/
Karen: :-/
External: What is BRA? You dont know what's BRA?
Suddenly the external goes into a wild fury and abuses all three for not knowing anything and all that....
Totally exasperated, Keith turns to the other two girls...
Keith: I'm taking one for the team....
Keith gets up and removes his tee!!!!
Keith: This is a fuckin BRA!!!!

( Btw, BRA is an instruction which stands for Branch Always )

Maaplai Puduchi Irka??

2009-11-14T23:37:00.001-08:00

I figured out that my first post was pretty heavy and quite serious for a first post. I liked the response and hope i live upto it. But i guess i should keep up my promise and deliver with something i'm good at, the lighter side of things.

Well the title is in tamil and it what it means shall be illustrated in the later part of this narration. I'm just back from a marriage of my dad's colleague's daughter. It was a totally Southern Delight. I wanna club the reception and the wedding together. Yesterday nite, i joined my parents to the reception. I'd made the grave mistake of not takin my dad's refresher course on who's who. So for the first 15 minutes, i was simply smiling and exchanging pleasantries with the people i recognised. The problem with southies at a marriage are that they're all happy to see you. So you dont really know who you are supposed to know. Now normally i'd be just smiling for the sake of it, but i was actually smiling dil se, coz some of these people were actually happy to see me. There was this aunty who was literally moved to tears when i told her i remembered her. (After she left, i asked mom who she was). Then me and mom cracked the same jokes. When someone would ask mom, "Isko kuch khane nahi deta hai?". Now i'd usually give my practised smile while mom would say," Uska bhi main hi khati hu!!". Crowd breaks into laughter. Mom n son have done it again. Then i wandered off to meet and greet dad's friends. Then came my favourite part of any outing, Human Behaviour Observation (i also check out if there are some good lookin girls out there during this). I must say i wasn't disappointed at all, on both fronts. People were a total mix and match and it was fascinating and somewhat disheartening to see so many rejoice in one man's downfall (the groom). Hitler got better treatment.

As mom and dad chatted away with the others, i was left on my own as usual. Well i had my cousin for company this time. He's a total tp guy. He made me notice a few aunties and uncles pointing at our direction. Since my cousin is an eligible bachelor, i naturally pulled his leg. One of the good things about marriages is that the girls always good on that particular day, no wonder how they look when they wake up every morning. Its like Spiderman looked killer in his suit and woke up as the loser Peter Parker in his normal life. Its only later that i broke my heart when i figured out that 9 outta 10 girls would be veggies, since it was a brahmin wedding. I'd starting hunting, if i had to be a veggie. If i play the percentages right, i would wasting a lot of time and energy. I also figured out that there was no guy about my age and total bored. But even in the slowest of hours, there's always a warp hole hidden somewhere. Mine was named Zoya (name changed for security purposes).

I had seen Zoya somewhere (later, i figured it was in SIES). Zoya nodded a appreciation nod when she saw me across the hall. But it was late that evening. So me n my folks left to return the next day for the marriage.

The marriage was pretty grand and really well organised. We reached just in time for the 'Kattemelam' , when the grooms ties the knots and seals his fate. (No offence .. both of em looked great together.) We found dad's friends and they took off from where they left. However i was having problems taking off as my warp hole hadn't arrived. I have never talked to this girl before and i didn't even know her name, but suddenly she was my only hope. My cousin had left for work midway thru the wedding. Then. She came. She saw. She waved. I was saved (it'd take another three hours to lunch!). After she met all her relatives, we finally met near the juice corner. We both recognised each other from SIES. But the problem was, she started bluffing. She bluffed that she was already working someplace. Now that's impossible coz she was in 11th when i was in 12th, and she bluffed that she was a fashion designer or something. So i played sport and bluffed my way thru that i had done BMS in SIES and was an MBA from the US and working in Google. I dont lie to people, who dont lie to me. Others, i bluff the living daylight outta them!! I was sure she knew we both were bluffing, but that's what made it all the more fun. I'd seen my parent's check me out with their warning stares (which i get whenever i am in 25 meters radius of a girl they dont know about). I could handle them. What really got my nerve was those aunties and uncles were still pointing at me. I turned behind to see a few guys ( must've been the groom's/bride's friends) and heaved a sigh of relief. Zoya was fun and chirpy. We talked about life, movies, music, sports and marriages. Its kinda rare to find girls who can understand, appreciate and use sarcasm. She carried it off really well. Our conversations were frequently disturbed as she was inundated with her boyfriends calls. (yeah bf, damn!!) Then we started discussing relationships and stuff that's otherwise privy. Everything was fine and I was having a good time until The Iyers arrrived...

Now the aunties and uncles who were mentioned earlier were the Iyers and they were pointing at me!! They walked upto us and started talking to me with grins as wide as Heath Ledger's Joker. I was befuddled by their approach but their tone is what scared me the most. I wont be honest if i said i wasn't scared. But i couldn't show it in front of Zoya. She had no clue herself. The Iyers were a couple of aunties and a trio of uncles and a pretty girl. The uncles asked me about myself, what i did etc. I had to be the player and keep up the story i had told Zoya. Aunties were smiling and whispering in tamil all along. Since my mom was bought in Tamil Nadu, i could understand and talk in tamil. But i couldnt listen to em distinctly. After a while, the uncles started speaking to me in tamil, i replied in my broken tamil. They assumed it was the US factor that had tarnished my tamil. All along, the girl stood beyond her mom's pallu and stole occasional glances when i spoke. Nothing scared me as much. Then the uncles introduced the girl. I said hi and i was trying to pull those uncles away from the topic. But they were adamant. I heard the aunty ask the girl, "Maaplai Puduchi Irka?" I heard it. I swallowed a dinosaur's egg down my throat. It meant, "Did you like the boy?". It was only a matter of time, before my cookie crumbled.

Out of nowhere, guess who saved me again? That's right!!! The one and only, Zoya!! She was almost silent all along. However, after listening to the aunty, she stood up immediately to the Iyers and told them that there has been a slight misunderstanding. She said," I'm sorry, aunty. Our engagement is fixed on May 16th next year.". Now where the hell did that come from??!!! The Iyers moved away with a sorry face and agreed to come to our engagement. I acted all cool until they left and later just thanked Zoya profusely. She said, " I wanted to see how long you could hold on!! You continue to impress me. " Yeah right!! Five more minutes and i'd have been married off in the same mandap!!! Then i had to leave in a hurry coz i had some work. I couldn't meet her before leaving. And what makes things worse is that I have no way of getting back to her. That's ok, i guess. Atleast, i'm not married off to some iyer girl i've never met!! Boy, that was close!!!!! On my way back, I realised this would make a great blog and started working on it right away...

As i always say,

Ponder as you Wander.....

Destiny - The Fallacy

2009-11-13T21:54:00.001-08:00

One of the first things that comes to my mind every time I think about destiny is the iconic scene when Neo first meets the great Morpheus in the Matrix.

Morpheus : Do you believe in Fate?

Neo: No. I don’t like the idea that I’m not in control of my life.

Morpheus : I know exactly what you mean.

Actually, even I know what he means. If everything had to unfold on its own in due course of time, the tons of efforts we put in, the results that we toil endlessly, everything… would just be clubbed under the eventual result, irrespective of its nature. If we cannot change or improvise on this otherwise mundane life, the whole point of Genesis fails. According to every holy book, we were created by God in order to share His happiness and love. If God created Fate as well, that means he has a plan for all of us. Well how different would we be from a Robot with an Instruction Manual? Something like no matter what you do, it’ll always smile at you. Well if Fate were to take its course, then why give Man something called Free Will? How many times have you heard your friend cry,” Why did he/she leave me?” You’d reassuringly say, “ Don’t worry. Maybe God has planned something better for you.” Personally I think God is just a kid with an ant-hill. He ain’t planning anything. You cannot expect God to give everything you every wished for. If he really wanted to do so, he’d have made you Jay-Z or Brad Pitt! Now look in the mirror or your bank balance (whichever is less traumatic) and check who you are. Unless you wake up next to Beyonce or Angelina Jolie every morning, you gotta get going man… If you know that you don’t have everything you wished for, then just calculate what has been standing in your way. Ninety percent of the factors would be related only to you. Did you really think that everything would turn out the way you wanted to, ‘eventually with God’s Grace’? Did you really think that you didn’t have to do anything to get everything? Come on! That’s impossible! Even in math, physics, chemistry….

Now you’d tell me, that there have been a number of personal experiences that you’ve had that suggest another point of view. Its an archetypical quitter’s favorite line, “I did everything right. It just wasn’t meant to be maybe.” Come on, not meant to be? Might as well say I quit coz I wanna resign to my cocoon. If you put so much effort into something, you believed it with your heart. Now Fate is kinda like the next stage in Half-Life, you never know what’s coming next. So according to the quitters, Fate can overrule your efforts and nullify them by presenting a scenario completely different to what you’d expect. Now you sit in a corner blaming something whose existence is controversial. All this while, God was sitting up there watching you labor while He knew what the outcome would be. Whatever the things you pick up when you fall, but all this could have been totally avoidable, couldn’t it? (Note: God isn’t a hypocrite. He always gives you insurance whenever you suffer a loss. Its just that you receive it a lil late.)

I can assure you that no truly successful person would quote, “ It just happened. I was just lying in the garden”. (No, not even Newton!!!) So bottomline, if you want something, simply get out and get it. There is nothing in this world that comes with a “Forever” tag. (Even diamonds disintegrate at 5000K! I’ve been watching too much of Big Bang Theory!!) There is nothing in this world that cannot be acquired or achieved. If you’re reading this, you’re blessed enough to read and write. The lengths, some people have scaled with just two arts, are measured by benchmarks set in the field called Literature. Imagine the heights you could scale with your extra traits and skills. Boost it with an undying Desire and unrelenting Persistence. Know that Persistence is the Wick and Desire is the Fuel to your Fire. If you burn strongly for long enough, you can watch the competition burn in hell. Personal experiences have made me believe two prominent axioms.

- This World is Not Enough.

- Impossible is Nothing.

I hope Adidas doesn’t sue me or something. Anyway these are some of my wayward thoughts put to paper. They have been derived from a series of observations, intellectual discussions and learnt from personal and other’s experiences. So the verifiability of these words is questionable. So take what you like and leave out all the rest…

Ponder as you wander…

The Beginning...

2009-11-12T02:41:00.000-08:00

Here i am...

After ages of procrastination, I've finally done one more thing that I' ve always wanted to do. And what better time, than the preparation leave to do so... :)

Ok... "Thoughtful Wanderings" is gonna be a humorous and sarcastic account of my experiences, thoughts and inferences from life. It would include my writings, ideas, conspiracy theories, plans and even schemes to overtake the world!!! :D

Just here to put some smiles thats all...

See you around...

Keep Wandering............