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[Memoirs from the Past]

Hmmm… Once upon a time we used to have radios that used to catch FM and AM signals from as far as Delhi. Then technology advanced and we got satellite radios which can give you transmission from any part of the world.

“Whew, that’s so cool, the world space radio” said one of my friends. I thought yeah, just one time investment and you get to listen all great music round the clock from around the world. Wow.

I was fascinated. More so because the morning I saw a full page blown up ad in the newspaper that had Fardeen Khan luring me to buy apparels of Provogue. Ain’t interested as I usually am, so quickly skipped. But jus then, hold on, what’s this !! “Buy merchandise worth rupees 4000 or above and get a WorldSpace satellite radio worth rupees 1995 free”. Thud, and I fall off my bed (luckily I sleep on a mattress right on the floor so the height from which I fell was just 6 inches). But then, the offer’s great. I always wanted to have a radio at home, but was too lazy to go out and buy, this is the chance for me. I would get to do big time apparel shopping (oh I luuuuvvvvv shoppin) and would get a radio free (he he).

Hullo! Next thing, rang my friend up, and fixed shopping time. Sharp at 5 we were at Central 🙂 looking around to find the Provogue stall (in between looking at how god created some of its master pieces.. oooo). Finally got there, “Hello sir, wo offer aj news paper me aaya tha, wo sahi hai na!” (the usual skeptical me). Got a nod and went ahead to browse. “Hmmmm…. Is it that this is a new kind of gimmick of end of season sale?”, I asked my friend. “Nothing here seems great, I have seen Provogue collections, nothing like it.” I was down, but not out. So we decided to get to the exclusive showroom of Provogue. Off we went and took a 4 kilometer way to get to the store that was just across the street to Central (gosh I need a Hyderabad map!). Okay, finally the collection seems like Provogue and this is a genuine offer. “Hail Provogue”, I shout in my heart and jumped to select and try out cloths. Ended up with 2 half sleeve shirts, a tee and a trouser, and a whooping grand total of 4180 😀

“So when would we get our radio?” I asked. “2 days”, came the reply, “Then these people would come and set the thing up for you, and you won’t need to pay any subscription now, 3 months free.” I said, “Hmm.. Okay”, and went on to pay the bill. But wait a sec, what did he say, “3 months free :O”. This is a subscription based service and that too, 1800 bucks a year, ohmegaud, someone hold me, I am fainting.

Damn so this is the catch, I was feeling bad, and the only respite was that I had got good cloths. And along with that I had got a wailing baby. That would wail in 40 different ways on just a click of a button and die in just 3 months due to lack of life. And after that I would have to bribe “Yamraaj” to get it wailing again. Huh.
End note: Please do check out all the offers that you see in the newspaper, at least enquire about it before you indulge yourself. Some people learn from experience. 8-|

[wonder who’s wailing now while waiting for the brand new wailing baby]

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Pehchan..

[Memoirs from the Past]

Once i talked to a person, so different and yet indifferent from what we see everyday and whom we meet. Its all different as the fingers of our hands, yet all the same. Life moves on, we move on and then at a point when we pause and think a while we wonder what our ‘Pehchaan’ is…

sadak par chalte,
chalte chalte hi
milte the
meri city ki sadakon par
city mane shahar
yaad ho aata hai
milte the, chalte chalte
parichit
parichit se aparichit
apne aur
apno se begaane
mere mitr, mere rishte
sadkon par
meri hi city ki sadkon par
par………
ye sadaken to bhinn hain (ya nahi)
meri city ki sadakon se
wahi eent, koyale, gaare ki sadakein
vaise hi ghoomte log
kintu
main bhinn ho jaati hoon
apni city apni shahar
ki sadakon par
mera wajood mere saye jaisa hai
par bahari sadakon par to
main khud hi ek saaya hoon abhi

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[Memoirs from the Past]

See their faces turning pale
Telling us a tale
Standing as Mount Stanley
Oh! They interpreted so badly
Time is to be cursed
Thoughts to be reimbursed

We ain’t what they call
We ain’t what they think
We can change the world
To make it a better place

Cool is really bad then
Let it be hot
Check whose blood is redder
Right here on the spot

We are Bad Boyz.
We are Bad Boyz.

Yes! We are Bad Boyz
For the people who are bad
We are faster than a bullet
Terrifying scream
We are bolts of steel
Evils go under deadly wheels

We ain’t what they call
We ain’t what they think
We can change the world
To make it a better place

Raillery
Drollery
Waggery
Pleasantry
Our actions bamboozle they say.
Honourableness
Integrity
Morality
Loyalty
And the [H] factor
Our pledge, we take it that way.

Cool is really bad then
Let it be hot
Check whose blood is redder
Right here on the spot

We are Bad Boyz.
We are Bad Boyz.

The air feels blessed when we breathe,
The sky embraces us, when sees.

We ain’t what they call
We ain’t what they think
We can change the world
To make it a better place

We are Bad Boyz.
We are Bad Boyz.

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Loaded Week

[Memoirs from the Past]

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