Relationship Status..

Some dates can go terribly wrong. (For ex. What is Worst?)

With an experience of some really bad dates I have concluded to a analysis that; if on earth any time I go out with a girl, there has to be a fiasco. So keeping away my emotional feeling about the privacy with girl (Or may be sexual feelings) I try to keep my friends around whenever I go out with “her” (Any of them).

But Bad days comes with a well-planned strategy while the good ones just pass waving hands like (another) “she” going out of house after the (you know what) good time. The day or to be precise the night came up with the event marked of (yet another) get together of friends at a friend’s place. Living out of home town for so called working purpose is a reason to get out of the everyday lecture of parents about the embarrassment they face every day when they see you half naked sleeping in your shitty room and thinking of what wrong they actually did “then” that gave birth to this creature (awesome one). Although this embarrassment is not over yet as the financial part of the creature is still with them.

So we were such creatures graduated from engineering and placed in awesome jobs doing marketing, customer relationship, BPO and all those stuff that wasn’t even close to the syllabus we studied. It was just these get together that was holding us and giving the courage to go on in a hope of the “miracle”. However each party costs around 500K each from the meager salary and huge debt from parents.

Party started with rape of some really awesome songs and recording sessions in smart phones of the super singers of the team. Every Engineer has a talent that he recognizes till the end of the four year course. But then the time has fled away and all that left is a really emotional story of murder of a talent, whose responsibility is evenly distributed among society, parents and the engineering college management. This is when one beer comes to an end.

The Girl friend part of the team do not support the fact of drinking and smoking for few days but later they the leaders of the gang with some well researched brands.  After everybody one beer down starts the real story.

Zhapatlela-1 and "First love of my life"

  Today the theatrical trailer of the second installment of 1993 Marathi blockbuster got online and the flashes of memories replayed like that of cut-to-cut sequence in the promo of the film. 

  Firstly apologies to all my readers for my sudden disappearance. The reason must be known to you from my previous post which was also a promo of "MY SHORT-FILM 'ANA'". (No applauds please). To tell you the truth, I was on a spiritual journey of finding the new levels of expressing the flood of extensive, immense, huge ideas.... OK let's get back to the story.

  So the '93 blockbuster starring Lakhsmikant Berde, Mahesh Kothare was a huge hit and is one of the only marathi films that was released overseas. (Applause NOW) Though that time ('93) it wasn't of much help to me (I was a kid then.... Loved, Cared, Praised, Appreciated.. What ever let's discus this on some other post, some day :'( ) it came into play when I was in 8th grade ('06).

  There was this girl called Priya(Yo people THARKI RETURNS!!) who was strangely growing sexy almost everyday. I don't know whether I am right or wrong, but I noticed this change (You know!! Huge-Huge-ing-Huge-er) every morning in assembly prayer when everybody seriously prayed to God singing random bollywood songs with closed eyes, while I used to check on heavenly chicks and their manipulating features.(God's gift). I mean there were days when literally my eyes never cloud reach her face, when started staring her from feet. (And people used to say "Bada shareef ladka hai, kabhi nazar utha ke nahe dekhta".... Hehehe #devil's-secret).

Strange Game...(part 2)

 All of us were demoted/ promoted to the standing position and now the secretary was in front of the inspector.

 "So Mr. Secretary. Can you tell me Mr.Gandhi's daily routine?" asked the inspector leaning back on the sofa.

 "Yes Sir.." He opened his diary. " He used to wake up at 4 in morning, do his early activities and come down at 4.45 to have break fast. After having break fast which took fifteen minutes to half an hour, he used to go into the library and read for two to four hours. At 7 as the news paper arrives he used to sit in the balcony and rad it for an hour having coffee. At 10 he used to leave for his lab which is few kilo meters  away from the house. Lunch would arrive at office at 1.30 in afternoon and a tea session with all his co-workers at 4. At 5.30 he used to come back home, refresh himself had one more tea, then sit in his cabin in his room to write his notes. mean while he also used to narrate me if there was any change in next days schedule. Dinner at 8.30 and off to bed at almost 10." 

 Every body was looking at him as he was reciting the secrets of the golden treasure. 

"Hmm.. did he said something suspicious last night?" asked inspector.

"Yes sir.." he replied.

"What?" inspector asked leaning forward.

"He said one boy will come to meet me. I called him." was his answer.

All the eyes turned towards me. I was standing with an innocent face.

"So what's suspicious in it?" asked inspector.

"He didn't call any body since last ten years by himself. All his calls were made by me" replied the secretary.

"But I didn't get any call yesterday.." I popped.

The inspector showed me a palm. I shut my mouth.

"Why did he called the guy?" asked inspector.

"Actually he was going to make some changes in his will. May be that's why.." he replied.

"May be??"

"Yeah because he was going through his will since a few days" 

"What was in his will?" asked the inspector.

Strange Game...

   I was standing roadside with my bag looking at the natural beauty around. The trucks were exhausting beautiful black smoke while the wheels were throwing tiny silicon particles which entered into noses and brought out the wonderful sneeze with some amazing semi-solid material.

   I was standing on the road waiting for someone to receive me at 5 o'clock in morning. The huge trucks travelling around me with huge speed were teasing me for they were moving with a destination and I was as stationary as a pole. A complex feeling was entering my mind that I was fooled by some one and my entire monthly savings with a day was wasted.

   One week ago..

   I was busy doing some very overcautious experiments with explosives when I got the call. (By the way I am a scientist trying to blow away the world creating some extra ordinary atomic explosive but could not create more than fireworks for STANDARD).

   "Hello, Can I talk to Mr. Amish Joshi?" from other side of phone.

   "Yes I am speaking, Can I know who is it?" (As I got very few calls for me in lab, I tried to be more generous).
   "Good after noon sir, I am secretory of Mr. Ashish Gandhi from Dehradun. Can I have a minute talking with you.

   My ears could not believe the words. Mr. Gandhi was one of the renowned scientist of India who had worked on many nuclear projects for the country. At last  my efforts had brought me fruits. Good bye full-zhadi, farewell lawagi  now I am set for some big-bags (yaahwieeeee......).

  "Yeaaaaa.... yes... I am... please tell me what can I do for you?" I replied (Dhinkachika dhinkachika....)

  "Actually Mr. Joshi saw your reports and they are very excited to meet you. So how much time are you making him wait is what he wants to know?" was the reply cum question from other side.

  "I.. I am so... one minute" I put down the receiver on the table and started to express my happiness with the  most traditional zhinga-la-la-hu dance of our country. Soon I was done and was back on the phone " When  can..I mean When should I come to meet him...I mean is there any time scheduled for me?" I asked him.

THE BASTARDS-5

  Police van, roads full of pits, company of top class rapists of the city and myself behind the bars. These were he only days left for me to be in with my bastard friends. 

  "Can I make a call?" I asked a officer sitting by side.

  "No, I am out of balance" He replied.

  "I have a mobile"

  "Then make a last call" he said.

  "Last call?" I was surprised.

  "Because when I see you using your mobile officially then I'll snatch it and break it into pieces like a ruthless police officer" he replied with a devil smile.

  I swallowed the air in fear. Though I had a antique cell phone model but still loved it very much. life was much important and if I stay in jail for the night then it will be the end of my life in society.

  I decided to make a call. "Hello...Rocky please save me buddy or my life would be ruined. Please help me dude" I wept as the call was connected.

  "Don't worry dude, We are on our way. Just wait for fifteen minutes." saying this he hung up.

  "What in the hell is he going to do in fifteen minutes" words were dancing in my mind.

  Suddenly a head fell on my shoulder and a current flew though my entire body. It was of a dirty looking man who was in deep sleep at 2 o'clock. He must be doing the same what he missed at the brothel. 

THE BASTARDS-4

  Hyderabad is the busiest city I have ever seen. The crowded streets with posters of verities of  biriyani's at cheaper rates was amazing us. The enormous structure which resembled ancient prosperity of Indian architecture were visible at every kilometer. Along with it buildings with latest architecture were also eye catching, though it was not an out come of Indian architecture intelligence.

  Meeting people over there was a very different experience. The city had maximum number of I.T professionals and the professionals were professionals in real sense. These people have the knowledge of almost every Language used for software development and when asked how they know them all, they said "Every language is a successor of some other one and that in turn is a successor of some other, hence the basic concept behind every language is the same. Having thorough learning of basics can make you perfect in any programming language in the world".

  This is where we lack. We jump into new languages every semester washing away the previous one, hence the overall knowledge becomes more or less equals to zero.

  "You know what?, there are many people who pretend to be intelligent but very few people who are genius. If used right people at right place, our country can make a huge fortune" Meenakshi said when we were leaving out of the I.T complex.

  "Very true" replied Vicky.

THE BASTARDS-3

  Twenty Thousand INR were sufficient for three of us to enjoy the trip in royal style. The news of four monitors missing from the lab became a sensation next day, but that was not going to affect the trip as every thing was booked. The attendant had a suspicious eye on us, but if he had demonstrated his doubt in public then it would have been like hitting his own leg with an ax, as he would have been caught into unnecessary interrogation of management. Also his previous records which were deep buried, which in turn involved many big names of the college also didn't allow him to doubt on us or anybody else.

  Viky was the last person in college we would imagine to mess up with. Many said that he had a secret crush on Meenakshi and didn't liked her roaming with us. But being the class representative he had many restrictions.

  "Hey Meenu, Why don't you occupy your seat in the bus?" Vicky came up to Meenakshi who was very worried standing out side the bus.

  "Thanks Vicky" she gave him a smile saying SHUT-UP-AND-DO-YOUR-WORK.

  "Waiting for someone" he asked.

  Meenakshi didn't respond.

  "Bastards, right?"

  Now, this was end of her tolerance. She turned to him and was ready with her weapons to fire at him when we arrived on my antique bike, triple seated. 

THE BASTARDS-2

  The plan was FULL-PROOF. As always. We were going to follow the same plan that we undertook one year to rob the physics lab. One man was going to stand at the door, another man on the terrace and one inside the room. The man at door will watch for any danger, the man inside will pack the things into a bag and will attach to    rope tied at the window. The man on the terrace will pull the bag by the rope and the things to be stolen will be out of the lab. Next thing will be to get the far end of the building which is closer to the college boundary wall and with full force the bag will be thrown out of the campus. 

  This was the previous plan. A well designed, framed and well executed but failed as we didn't thought about the breakage of utensils as we threw the bag from the height. Though some of the utensils like thick glass beakers and iron gauge were not broken and generated an amount of almost 1500 bucks. 

  But this time, the shot worth 20,000 bucks. Hence a lot more handling and care was to be employed. Rocky was busy on terrace making a pulley like machine which he called will do the vengadium-leviyosa task. He had brought a steel pipe and two copper wires almost 100 meters in length. He fixed the pipe horizontally with a iron rod inside which made the pipe roll freely on it. The rod was fixed to wall with two connectors on either side. The bag was huge enough to contain four LCD monitors, and was tied with the copper wire on both the side for pulling it.

  Ishan was positioned on the entry of the lab to see whether someone was coming. I was inside to clean the Lab. 

  Thursday was chosen as the day, as the trip was scheduled from Saturday to the entire coming week. Also Thursday had five lectures in succession and It was damn sure that no one was going to attend the practicals. The lab will be empty and the period during which the attendant will be having his lunch will be used for the robbery. 

THE BASTARDS

 "BULL SHIT.. I am not coming".

 "But why??"

 "I don't have money"

 "But why don't you have money?"

 "Because I don't have money"

  Rocky (The ultimate Bastard) and Ishan (The stupid bastard) were yelling on me (The unluckiest bastard). Our college had organized an industrial visit (So called) to Hyderabad and I was in no mood to join. Actually I had the mood but scarcity of money made it "sour grapes" for me. 

 "You have got money to spend on that crap vehicle, you have money for those bull shit novels and you don't have money for the academic tour, right?" asked Rocky.

 "Ya, that's right. And for your kind information that crap drives us home. So please before saying any word about it think about your way back home because if she hears it and gets angry, then we have a big reason to worry" I said pointing towards my grand father's age bike.

 "Oh man, we'll figure out some way to get you money. Isn't it Rocky?" said Ishan winking towards Rocky.

  Rocky gave back his ULTIMATE-DEVIL'S-SMILE.  

 "I..AM..HAVING A very bad feeling...." I drank the last drop of saliva in my throat.

THE BASTARDS

The Cool Age (A short film)

Plot: It is a story of three friends Sam (A super cool guy who doesn't care of anything in outer world) Rahul (A super flirty guy who wants to be the boyfriend of the most gorgeous girl in world) and Paras (A super shy and studious guy who has very high ambitions). The story starts with the first day of trio in the college through various ups and downs and finally ends when the three pass out as engineers.

Characters: Sam (Swarup Pal "2nd year Mechanical YCCE"), Paras (Ashish Sawant "2nd year I.T PIET") Rahul (Vishwas Bhagwat "2nd year Computer Technology PCE"), Avantika (Rupali Kukudkar), Dad (Harish Dewase), Professor (Sanket Raut "4th year I.T GNIET") and BHAI (Nikhil Jagnade "2nd year I.T J.D College of engineering")

Edited By: Sandeep Thakre, Sanket Raut, Prashant Ganbhoj

Organised by: Roshan Chaudhari, Chetan Parate, Tushar Dongre, Prashant Ganbhoj

Camera: Ganesh Radke, Swarup Pal, Sandeep Thakre

Concept,Story,Screenplay and Directed by: Sandeep Thakre 

Te AMO...Te Te AMO...

     The basic per-requisite for a guy to date a girl (Among multiple once) is presence of mind. Once you lost your mind this is the downfall of your eternal love story. So whenever you are dating multiple once one thing you should  keep in mind that once you mix up your multiple stories you should be ready for a deadly interrogation. (YA dude, my friend SANKET this time its you... ♫♪ Te AMO.. ). 

     Today is a very special day where we all the friends have gathered here to celebrate the happiness, the joy that our friend have gained in the long course of his life. Happiness is a very precious thing which is gifted to very selected persons (Like the best friends of the victim) in many ways. While there are many persons who try to keep these things secret (Like Mayur sorry dude, But you know how is he, secret word is not there in the dictionary of GANBHOJ they just only rebell), But there are many people who believe that happiness multiplies itself when it is shared (You know like BLOGGER. COM ).

    It is rightly said that behind every success of a man there is a women, where as behind every unsuccessful man there are many womens. A very dedicated man strives hard through out the day, develops websites, teaches in SHALOM INSTITUTE for his Love (True Love this time), his F@#king past always comes in front to show how desperate he was once (And then he worked on certain PROJECTS). Well this is a life time achievement of Sanket (the vict..) who had found his true love (AT last but not the least).

   The best time for love to grow, flourish and get nourished is night (please don't get misinterpreted Sanku is still pure V) and the best gadget developed by the technicians and engineers is mobile (which is responsible for most of the people to fall in love as it happened with M...any people like Mayur). 

   So Night calls of Mr. Sanket with his recent First love (recent means he found it recently and first means he was in love with her since he was in 3rd standard... "SANKET KA PYAAR TOL ME HAI" oh sorry "SANKET KA TOL PYAAR ME HAI"  shit I think it should be like " SANKET KA PYAAR KATOL ME HAI" misuse of uncle means KA-KA).

  AMURUTA  is beautiful (as he says so), AMRUTA is cute (as he says so), AMRUTA is understanding (as he says so), AMRUTA is intelligent (as he says so), I like AMRUTA (HE SAYS SO). So the flourishing love story was getting nourished (which eventually got rid of our late night games like carom and business and TEEN-PATTI). Seriously dude we do't have any jealous intentions this is a completely funny material.

  So you know that as the time passes somethings become more beautiful and when some more time passes those things start becoming ugly (That's why I have recently reduced my conversation with my INDIAN-CHAI). As to say that Mr. Sanket had recently (not) brokeup with PRAJAKTA as he needed something for entertainment in course of finding the first love (Well there have been many speed breakers in the course like ROSHNI, APOORVA, CHANDANI and the list goes on). But this time the thing went wrong as the dearest Praju refused for the breakup and currently Mr. Sanket is travelling on two ships with no destination.

   Moving to the main part of the story (Because I don't want to rip off all the secrets now only because then I don't have any thing for next stories) Last night Mr. Sanket called (as usual) to Ms. Amo and then what happened was unusual.

   " Hello there"

   "Hii Prajakta" said Sanket.

   "Hii what is goin... on min who's Prajakta" exclaimed Amo.

   "What.. who I said Appor I mean Amoo "

   "Appor who's she now" 

   "No one baby these are my.." trying to explain but inturrupted

   "Other girl friends right, with whom you are doing CHARACTER LIILA'S" said Amo.

   "No babes I thought it was..." stammered Sanket.

   "What did you thought ,It was PRATIGYA your another stock" said Amo.

   "No its PRAJAKTA actually.." said Sanku.

  "Ohh now you gonna tell me her original name huh.. It doesn't matter to me whether its PRATIGYA or PRANITA" said Amo.

  "Its PRAJ.. leave it" said Sanku.

  There is one important rule in Love. If you say truth slowly and being calm then no one will ever believe you, but if say Lie shouting and yelling then it would be more true than than the truth itself. People like Sanket who frequently FALL and RISE and again FALL in love are aware of these facts or rules. And use of this BRAMHASTRA at the right time is the only talent that wee all boys have in common.

  "Shut up you fool, just shut up She is my student in my institute and she was going to call me for tomorrows class timing" Said Sanku in a slightly higher tone.

  "Oh sorr.. I am really very sorry Sanket. I thought..." said Amo.

  (What you thought was the TRUTH what you are watching is a LIE)

  "Its OK. It happens It shows how much you like me. How much you care for me. But today I can assure you actually promise you (that I never follow) that I would never see any other girl in that sense. You are the only love in my life and always be" said Sanket  and they both nearly virtually hugged on the phone. 

  BASTARD.  A board should be hung in front of this room "DON'T CROSS BASTARDS AHEAD". Whatever it is we are happy that our friend is in a very serious relationship ( ;) ) and of course it is giving us very great stories to get entertained. So carry on dude and keep singing  ♫♪♫♪ Te AMO...Te Te AMO♫♪..

LOVE changes LIFE..

    Love is the most wonderful moment in the life. It feels good when it happens and really very good when someone whom you love respond without sandals, slaps or a meeting with boyfriends who later come to be her brother (Hard luck for him..). Many times girls accept for the reason that, they don't find you serious (Which happened with me.. actually happening) or sometimes they are desperate.

    As I have got a platform where I am free to say what ever I want ,I just wanna say that I am very seriously in love with you and your presence in my life had changed me a lot. You own a great place in my life. I don't expect you to be mine kind of forever. I don't even expect you to take this as a proposal or a question or anything to answer neither I can assure you about myself. I just can say that I am very fond of you, And I can't spend even a day without your message or call and I just don't want it to stop. (DISCLAIMER: As you all know that the writer of this blog is a slightly "KHASKELA HAI" and there is nothing serious or note worthy in his posts so please don't mind).

    Whatever it is.. Today I gonna share a very important event of my life. This is a very rare event in the life of an individual, but when it happens it become memorable. So guys this is the first time ever, I, myself, Sandeep Thakre had ever proposed a girl. Those were the days of SSC and we were the rocking students of CHATE COACHING CLASSES.

     I was deeply in love with the girl called PRANITA who was my class mate and really wanted to be with forever (forever means not forever just two months wala forever). So I was in search of a chance to just open my love-ly factory in front of her. Then came the season of love when almost every girl in the class received a proposal from almost every boy and most of them were expected to be accepted.

    My best friend (that time) was in love with Pooja and he proposed her and holla next day he changed his orkut status (that time facebook wasn't so popular actually no one even knew that there was some thing called facebook-ing). Well then I was among the last few one's who were yet to propose (or phattu).

   So I decided to take the chance and say whatever I felt about Pranita to her. But not the ordinary way I was aware of the fact that "before the pary is sacrificed, it is fed with the delightful dishes".

    I brought a nice cadbury's silk (Rs 80, MANnn... that's expensive), an archie's greeting card (for which I was near about beaten by the girl because I didn't liked any card from the store) and a red rose (the reason behind this was if I get a chance to place that flower in her hairs than I would definitely pull them once because I always wanted to know whether the silky black straight hairs are really there or its a wig. But later I came to know that the flower Item was 20 years old and doesn't happens now. How could I know that nor I am 20 years old neither I had a previous experience)

    I selected the last day of the class so that even if the result is negative there won't have any effect of it on my prestige.So that day I was waiting for the class to get over. Nearly every one except the victim knew that she was getting hunted today.

     Then came the time of judgment the action began at 7 pm when our class got over.

     I called Pranita on the terrace of the building. She was as usual on time and I was as usual late (you know boys have to face many problems like friends and their expertise tips while you go on war like this and this was the world war).

    She was waiting on the terrace as she had got a clue that something was wrong.

    "heyy sandeep why did you call me here?"

    "Nothing I just wanted to talk to you." I replied.

    "You could talk to me in the class or at the parking why up at the terrace?" she asked.

  (Point yaar.. class would be empty now and parking would also have been great I don't know why the hell I chose this place to...)

    "Ya Right I mean Wrong. I mean, I am wrong and you are right. Well actually I have got something for you" I said and forwarded the card towards her.

  cadbury first you fool  her face was like that. I was so nervous that I forgot to take the aim and fired first.

 "Sandeep I never..."

 "Don't say anything. I don't want you to take the decision of life time in just a sec If your answer is yes then come near telankhedi lake. I would be waiting for you" I said and turned around and ran out of the terrace.

 heyy that cadbury... shit!! she must have said.

 I was running hard towards the toilet where I found Pooja on the way.

 "Heyy...I heard that you are proposing Pranita, is it true??" she asked.

 "I just did"

 "Congo man... She was waiting for it since a long time" she replied.

 What the f.. she was waiting then why didn't she told me that. One minute, is she serious about it?

  "No I asked her to came to meet me at telankhedi if she also liked me" I said.

  "Of course she'll come. She is very serious about you.. You are like the prince she was waiting for since childhood" Said Pooja.

  "Like Sunny for you right??" I asked.

  " NAAH.. never , He's just a time pass .." she replied.

 JUST A TIME PASS  and she uses his wallet like she is showering water with a pipe. What if she becomes serious. Hell.. she will sell him in the open market. What if Pranita also.. And she is serious also. No man this is a greatest mistake of my life.This love is going to change my life. What to do now.. Lets make this the last day of CCC.

  I picked up my bag and ran towards the ground floor sat behind Rahul who usually dropped me to the bus stop. The bus was waiting there I ran and sat in the bus and that was the final day of Chate. I never went back there or at telankhedi for atleast one year after and haven't ate a cadbury since the day..

GO.GO..GO...GOLMAAL...

    First of all "Apologies accepted" , you made my day.This was like a great success for me being asked to forget about what happened before (LIFE THREAT and all) and lets enjoy the remaining days here.This is not for the first time I'm successful escaping my end. It happened before where I had to sacrifice one of my best friend..

   ERA OF COLLEGE DAYS was rocking and I had completed almost 90% of the drama (which never went further that).This was for the first time I was flirting with girls of other branch with great maket value and was receiving a great response (where in our class my market value was just little more than ZERO).Especially Kanchan Raut was the party stopper (HELL.. what a figure perfect ZERO 32-24-34) she who called herself my assistant director was giving so much importance to me that I hadn't got since when I was born.

   Well thats not our point.After the "EXAM" act we all were exhausted so I announced break for some indefinate time.(which gave me chance to ask for her phone number which of course she gave) meanwhile there was another person (actually two, one got the role afterwards) sitting who was waiting that I would give some role to her in the play.LEENA KHARCHE. Realizing that there is no use sitting and watching the play  She decided to do something herself. So with her partner Pradhnya bhonge sorry bhople(slip of hand "hyaat bhonge khush ho raha") she planned to participate in Fancy dress of which auditions were completed three days ago.

   " Sandeep, we are participating in Fancy dress."said leena.

   "We means you and Pradhnya na?" I asked to confirm.

   "No. We means you and me.."

(WHAT  THE HECK.. how can she even think about it. I and Leena.sounds weird)

  "Leena you know my condition.I'm trying for the play from last three years and you know its not possible for me to.. Why don't you try Rahul" Isaid.

  hearing this Rahul who was enjoying talking with Nikhil Jagnade and all suddenly put his head down like he was suffering with some dangerous disease and was gonna die any time.

  Leena went to him."Rahul will you take part in fancy dress with me.." she asked.

  (F*@k  off he must've said as I did)

  "Actually Leena I'm not feeling well,thats why I'm sitting here.you know my project exhibition is going on I'm not going there" replied Rahul.

  (thats not an answer. Well Leena if you want him to participate just ask him "do you want some HAYWARDS 5000??" he will not only dance but also sing ,act and do what ever you want him to do with you  )

  "He's saying NO"said Leena coming back to me.

   (then shut up and go)

  "Hmm (oh god please save me) I think you need a great dancer As I'm not so I can't help but I think Ashish will help." 

  "Ya he's a good dancer better then you .."

  (I'm making him dance then who's best Dancer or Dancer-er)

  "Ashish will you be my partner I'm participating in fancy dress ??" Asked Leena.

  his face was like she asked him to take out his heart kidneys and lungs and make her a nice dish of her.

  "well .....what can I say.. I mean..." stammered Ashish which wasn't gonna save him.

  "He's ON" said Nikhil Jagnade.

  "heyy thanks Ashish Lets Start.. We'll do on that golmaal title song GO.GO..GO... GOLMAAL..GO.GO..GO... GOLMAAL.. that one OK" said Leena.

   whats going on somebody ask me  was all  Ashish trying to say.  

 NEXT MOMENT..

  Song in background and the two great dancers in foreground.

  "That's not the way Ashish .Just bend down a little once right and once left and shake your hand like its a bell in the temple" Said Leena.

  Yes I'm the BELL , DING DONG BELL was only what Ashish could imagine.

   

A walk to remember

    After having a long discussion with myself I have finally decided to find a middle way. There is no way that I'm going to delete the post because of my personal self respect (If I delete the post I would loose my remaining respect in the class) but I could also not keep the post as it is as it had hurt certain part of the society. (Because there is no chance then I would be allowed to be entered into the class).So now the article contains no controversial names or places or animals or things.Also a disclaimer had been added to spoil the look and reputation of my blog.So whatever it is, I think now its alright (Is it??)  and lets move on..LETS MOVE ON  I hate this word because last time when I decided to move on with one of my friend (female friend) I had to take a walk of 7 kms.

    It was Sunday and I was roaming with my friends Mayur, Sanket and Ganesh when I saw her.SHARA ASHRAF KHAN once a sensation and now ..rather not say. Let me tell you that she is the girl with whom I spent a half night and entire day after which she commited suicide(unsuccessful attempt successful mission).Since the day I have never even went near by her house or any where ,where I am being spotted and interrogated by her family members. 

   But still she's my friend and finding her 7-8 Kms away from her home is a rare thing(actually happened for first time after the Mission Impossibe). She was at the Drug store buying something. She was spotted by Sanket As I cannot watch objects placed more than 10 meters away.

  "Sandeep look who's there.."said sanket.

  I could see something fantabulous standing butt.. "who's She??",I asked.

   "look carefully she's your SAHARA" said Mayur.

   "Shit man Shara She's so hot just look at her.." said Ganesh.

   "so guys our todays meeting is over tata bye bye.." I said and started moving towards Shara.

   "Where are you going ??", asked Sanket.

   "TO talk to her. she looks alone lets have a long walk to home with her" I replied.

   "I'm not coming "said Ganesh.

   I said  " who asked you I'm going alone you people can leave.."

   "Oh naari dekhi to bhul gaya yaari... huh " said Sanket.

   "Shut up and go " I said  "why will we ,She's our friend also we'll also talk to her" said Sanket.

   "NO NO we won't, you go who gonna mess with the ..."said Mayur (I am sure he was pointing to something that time but I ignored).

    WROOM WROOM three of them with there two bikes went away and I started walking towards her as if I was the hero of some action movie  and had recently done a great stunt in the last scene and now walking in slow motion with  song EYE OF THE TIGER playing in background.

    I went closer  and faced towards the shopkeeper as if I hadn't noticed her. But she didn't noticed me . So I had to start the conversation."arre shara Hello whats going on??".

    She smiled.the shopkeeper gave something to her packed in black plastic bag. I wondered what was in it.

She was done with shopping (or my presence had made something wrong) "bye sandeep",she said and moved away.

 I just turned around and raised my hand for the farewell when I saw ZABI (brother cum. bodyguard) I quikly raised some more and started scratching my head and turned around "Any thing for Dandruff" I asked  the shopkeeper.

 "ALL-OUT" he said.

  "what??"

 "We are all out of stock" he completed his sentence.

  I bought some disprins and turned around Shara sat on the bike with her brother on the bike and I was all alone for a long 7km walk to home..

What is LOVE???

   Heyy guys wussup?? Today was the most memorable day of my life because today I was near about to find my first or rather true love.Well I didn't find it, but the efforts were very dedicated.

  11:30 in morning when I reached college everybody was busy in deep studying Java.That is when I saw her. She was sitting on her usual middle seat. Don't know why but when I saw her face there was an eternal sunshine over my spotless mind (I think someone had switched on the tube light  over my head whatever).Her eyes were looking  extraordinarily blue through her transparent spects , Her short hairs were so set that it was reminding me of Kajol in KKHH , her face was glowing like hundreds of flashlights were  focused on her, Her rosy lips ,dimple cheek and teeth within everything was damn perfect.SHIT man I'm with her for last three years but watching her like have seen her for the first time in a slow motion scene in a romantic movie by Karan Johar. She's my Love first Love..

   "She is looking damn great today"said a voice.had it came from my within. NO its Abhinav whispering. "Ya dude I have never seen her like this before,She is looking beautiful today" I said. 

    "Look at her ear rings that is making something different from usual and I think she had curled her lovely long hairs" said Abhinav.

   I realised that I wasn't the only dog, its party over here WAIT A SECOND "lovely long hairs whom about you are talking dude, POOJA ?"

   "No Shefali ".

  "WHAT !! WHERE??" I turned my focus to slight right side and GUESS WHAT "She is damn gorgeous Look at her eyes , hairs, cheek,chin ,ear rings ,neck (I mean new necklace) HELL this is love ,true love ,first love"

  then what was before may be a trailer Pooja is also great but Shefali's gorgeous HELL whats going on ,why is its very troublesome to find your first love.. WHY WHY WHY..

  Then came Abhilash between and said "Abe BEDEKAR ko dekha kya ?? KYA MAAL DIKH RAHE AAJ!!!"...

        

Good Morning INDIA....

    Heyy guysss Good morning everybody.whats going on. AAL IZZ WELL .. here its not. Adv. JAVA orals and practicals today and I hadn't even touched my notes PERFECT .But I'm not worried at all ,know why becoz there are some people out there who are more worried than me. 

    Besides ROHAN is there who worries enough for both of us. He as usuall will be learning the most important questions  that are always asked during the exams while in contrast I always learn what don't even have connection with the course.so its better not to study until a ROHAN'S COUNSELLING. Also there is one lady out there who drives every one crazzzy enrollment no 0807059. Well after watching her face all my databuses go faster than its original speed my CPU works at its full speed and my every thing goes faster than its original speed  which is also one of reason why I can learn my answers so fast during the crucial exam times also.

    So this is Sandeep Thakre leaving for collage to once again meet the beauty(59) and the BLOODY BEAST (ignore A)  with a hope that every thing will be fine as it has been since last couple of days of my life..