MTV Roadies 9, Hyderabad auditions; The complete story!

So here it is!! I haven’t rushed into posting this one ‘cos I didn’t want to miss on the minutest of details.

It all started off with a call on Monday, Oct 10th '11 from an MTV representative. MTV India wanted me to be its official blogger from Hyderabad. The Roadies 9 Hyderabad auditions were to be held in the city the next day itself! The opportunity came through, thanks to Blogadda. I was surprised I was picked from Hyderabad, considering there isn't a dearth of good bloggers from Hyderabad. Lekin hum bhi kisi se kum nahin :D.. 

11-10-11-- Fancy date for the Auditions eh! :D

I reached Satya Sai Nigamam; the venue for the Auditions. I've been there before. That was where I was first mightily confused if what happened was Crush, Infatuation or Love!! It was exhilarating already at the venue and that tiny little trip down the memory lane added to the excitement :D

The participants' queue extended to about 200 meters outside the gate at 10:30 in the morning. A lot of them apparently stayed there the entire night so they could be early birds in the queue! These many wannabe Roadies-- wow!! 

Lucky for me, I didn't have to wait for a minute outside the gate. I called Gayatri and she was kind enough to come out and take me in. The gates shut behind me, with all the wannabes trying to comprehend what just happened! She handed me a tag, which would give  me unlimited access to any place in the venue! Exciting, ain't it!

Blaring music, electrifying atmosphere and a lot of noise guided me to the auditorium. The auditorium wasn't full. It was half full with about 1000-1200 people already in there. I met a few participants, spoke to them. To most, becoming a Roadies was the only ambition!

Term them as fanatics, die-hard followers or whatever, I got to see a lot of grit, foolishness, determination and hope in the eyes of many!

This photograph was taken at 10:30, a few minutes after I entered the auditorium. Amongst a lot of interesting characters was this guy, a masked wannabe! :D

Bhavisha Choudhary shows her Questionnaire 

Vidyabhushan gestures, with belief that he will be picked this time. He's a regular. We saw him in the Roadies 8 auditions and this time, he's attended the auditions at every venue this year with great hopes to become a Roadie this season.

 Adding to the already Soaring temperatures! Amazing music, dance performances, and the tense atmosphere reverberating with a million thoughts, all whispering the same line 'Make me a Roadie'!!

Talking to Pritam from Hyderabad and Ahmed from Bengaluru. Tense faces!

Ok, here's something that'll excite you! Why dontcha guess why everyone in the pic's so excited? :D

Why's everyone on their toes? Guess!

10 girls were asked to come on stage to dance and 25-30 of them ran towards the stage. 10 of them were picked to act Munnis, Sheelas and Jalebi Bais!! (Click Hyperlinks to watch them groove to the music)

 OoOoooomph Factor!! |_0-0_|

 Guys were up for the challenge! They stormed the stage right after The Jalebi Sheelas left stage. Watch them perform Amplifier, Urvasi Urvasi and the super famous Nagin dance :D.. I call them Munnas and Shails!! :D

 Udit, assessing the wannabes in the Group Discussion Room. A very cOoL head. He gave ample time to everyone to voice their opinion. Interesting fact about Group Discussions-- Contrary to the common notion that group discussions are filled with utter chaos and directionless arguments, all the GD sessions I was a part of, gave everyone a chance.

Nishant, one of the many Roadie wannabes in the GD room, tried to become the boss in the room. He was determined, like his expression shows. Spoke some sense and a lot of non-sense!! :D....He claims he was an Asst. Manager HR in an organization though he doesn't have good degrees. He quit that job to attend the Roadies auditions!! Is there a thin line between Insanity and trying to become a true Roadie? --- Views?

 Does Gymming make people dumb? -- That was the topic and a few folks from both sides of support, some neutral, jumped off their chairs to get into an argument. Will this lead to  a fight?

And it did!! A few more joined and fists met fists, eyes met eyes, words clashed until the moderator felt the situation going off limits! Bang! The sound startled the contestants, the moderator's palm on the table showed them the door and they had to leave for their misbehaviour. Awesome! That fortified the fact and assured me that ROADIES isn't ROWDIES!!

 Beat this! The topic here was 'What's more desirable in today's leaders- Youth or Experience?" A lot of opinions poured, most stammered. One stood out. She said 'Rajiv gandhi, Sonia's son is an idol. She paused and then said Rajiv? Gandhi? Who Gandhi? Which Gandhi? -- Blondes do exist!! She sure was the reason to break the tension in the air. Everyone burst into laughter and it was worth the wait :D.. Roadies rocks \m/0_0\m/

"Where's the Hyderabadi flavour, Udit?"-- To which he replied "Make that 2. Where's the Hyderabadi Flavour, RoHiT?".. Speechless!!... Kidhar toh bhi gaye yaaron Hyderabad ke potte?  Izzat ku pinde mein mila diye :(

Was I shaking my head that vigourously? :O

Knock knock, Suzie.. Snap out of the dream! Interacting with Suzie and Rishabh, moderators in another GD session. This time, the air in the room was filled with Hyderabadi Hindi. Kaiku, aisich, bolroon, sunroon, tumich kahe were the few commonly used words, I could make note of. Made me Happy!! \:D/

 Aaaaand the trio arrives!! The crowd goes mad! about 1500 folks rush to the front rows and cramp into each other so they can get a glimpse of the bad men! Below: Rajiv, Rannvijay and Raghu striking a pose for the shutterbugs. Watch the video here.

The trio sent a very clear message across. They stressed on the point that they're here to select and not to reject. Infact, that is what they do at every venue, every year! The message was well received by the crowd. Just like the serpent sways to the tune of the charmer, the crowd went into a hypnotic state for a long time! Girls gaga over Rannvijay and his look in his new movie Mod.

Rajiv surprised the crowd by talking in Telugu. Not many know that Rajiv and Raghu are Telugites and are from Andhra Pradesh. Both of them graduated from the Osmania University in Hyderabad. Aisich rehna boltoon. Kiraak baat kiya telugu mein. Logaan paagal ho gaye samjho!

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Questions asked and answered. The trio were very cool and took time off their schedule to answer every question put forth. Raghu and Rajiv aren't really the bad men, people think they are! Raghu spoke about the inception of the show and how it has progressed over these years and how they intend to tackle competition from other shows.

Ermm-- about competition, there wasn't much explanation. All he said was, there isn't another show as unique as this which captures the viewer's attention. Competition isn't a factor!... ---- True/False, People?

Oh and the discussion in the below picture wasn't actually an intense conversation at all, though it looks like one :P

How'd I miss mentioning Bani! She sat there, silent, sipping on her coffee from Barista. Not a word. Any other girl and those tattoos would have been  grave mistakes. But they were perfect on Bani. She's a total attention grabber. My eyes seemed to have a brain of their own for about 15 minutes! She was such a doll.. Great luck, girl.

After spending 8 continuous hours amidst the Roadies atmosphere, I went home with tons of intercepted thoughts and hopes. There were those who wanted to become Roadies, just for the heck of it. There were those who wanted to become Roadies so they can become famous too.  Some, so they can go abroad. This time, to America.

Some wanted to become Roadies because they believed they were destined to become Roadies. No wonder all relentless attitude of many contestants. Years of failure. They audition at every venue, consecutive years, only to be rejected each year. 

Reinforcing their hopes and confidence, they come back, to audition the next season. I do not understand the driving factor. To each his own. But the journey is definitely worth the ride. You're screwed. You screw. You make friends. You make enemies.

May be it's worth the effort. To experience all of that was crazy. I can go on.. and on ... AND ON!! This post will only get longer... and longer... AND LONGER.... We are all Roadies within ourselves. We ride our lives. Give it a direction.

But for few, to become a Roadie is the ultimate experience. Cheers to that!!

Signing off on that note, with a basket full of 'Thank You' post-its to Blogadda and MTV Roadies.

~~Peace

R.o.H.i.T....

MTV India Roadies 9; Hyderabad Auditions

So, the day's finally here.

10:30 and the place was already full, buzzing with wannabes...  Gayatri from MTV India handed over my ID card and showed me the way to the auditorium.
It was packed already and apparently, that isn't even a tenth of what the actual crowd is supposed to be like.
Met Vidyabhushan who was a part of the auditions at Roadies 8.0.
He's been to all the 5 cities already and now in Hyd!
Bhavisha Choudhary, Pritam, Ahmed were a few to name who've been to multiple audition centres already.

Telugu songs. People from all parts of the country in even numbers. Doesn't quite seem like the 'typical' Hyderabadi crowd. The 'maki-kirkiri, aisich, hou re' words didn't strike my ears.

Well, I didn't have to wait long! Enter the GD room and a guy says 'aisich rehta'!! Now, that's a Hyderabadi alright!
A lot of chaos in one GD session and absolute silence in another one.

Stay tuned to know more. I'll try and keep blogging LIVE!!

Oh, someone's dancing now. Gotta go :P

Good luck, wannabe roadies!!

bad men still not here

~~
Peace
RoHiT

Blue Blood

With an ocean in my eyes and a dagger in my heart,

I wake up only to see water and blood fuse into art.

If only I could shoot a beam of messages into the sky

They haven't taken me yet and I need to know why?

This is not the place to be. It's alien to me just as I am to it

Killing my thoughts every now and then, just bit by bit.

This realm, your home feels like a prison called Earth

None here to comprehend, to walk, there's a dearth.

Traversing my way through the labyrinth of emotions,

I'm the unwary adventurer, unaware of the solutions.

My losing grip only helps my agony get more poignant.

Yes, I see it all. I have endured, but now I am spent.

I wish to be a kaleidoscopic friend, always with, always there

A part of your emotions, a part of your life. Just without glare.

I know all your eyes only see the boorish me, not me from within

Amidst the hacienda of all your human treachery, all my head does is spin.

I have you in my garret, high there, full of respect and never ending gratitude

Safe and free, just like yesterday, all your liberty turns into scorning attitude.

I won’t ask you to change. I won’t ask you to adjust. It’s me who’s petrified

I might seem complex but for all you do not know, I’m just countrified.

~~Peace

R.o.H.i.T....

The Departure

Unmasked myself on that cloudy day.

Amidst the masses, my cerulean self feels rejected
May be I knew of the convulsions which followed

Or maybe I did not, but I have to be reticent nevertheless.

Standing still at the carfax amongst the buzzing crowd

I feel a cataclysm within me, only that it is not loud

I’m not dumb and I see all of it, but I have to be reticent nevertheless.

To lead an august life was never my intent

Neither was an abased one marked with a dent

May be it's meant to be that way, but I have to be reticent nevertheless.

A daedal voice from within tells me all is not over

I wait for my spaceship for I can depart and hover

I realize now, home or not, I have to be reticent nevertheless.

The air, the dead and the living seem hoary

Not bewildering at all, for this is my story

Here or there it’s all the same ‘cos I have to be reticent nevertheless.

For the revebrating voice tells me, ‘You're alone, the only one

You're not meant for any of these, you're meant for none'.

The only recluse is me and the shoulder’s my own.

There’s no nevertheless here for I now know I have to be reticent for times to come.

~~Peace

R.o.H.i.T....

A Galaxy S2-ian wants to Tab!

I'm not going to start off with awesome titles and a great sentence to start with, cos there's not much time left for me to blog. I was late in noticing the "It's time to Tab" contest. But I have to share this nonetheless.

It's a month since I bought my Samsung Galaxy S2 and that was after great research, comparisons with other similar models. But the Galaxy S2 stood apart and I had to buy it. When I held the device, I wasn't sure if I had made the right choice. It felt very light and flimsy. I was in split-minds! I just spent a huge amount of money and I was holding a device which's about 4.5 inches long diagonally, yet weighs just about a 100 grams. It is packed with a 1GB RAM, a 1.2Ghz Dual core Processor, has a Gorilla glass display, has the best battery life compared to other phones in its class and it is this light?? I wasn't too sure.

My Galaxy S2's Home screen

I went back home, played around with the phone. Tried everything. And when I say 'everything', I mean it. 

The Camera(I had to try it first cos I'm a photo-freak. I can spend eons just clicking a wall with nothing on it!), configured my emails, downloaded apps from the Android Market, games from the Game Hub, transferred movies onto my phone and played it(it was awesome, by the way!), configured and started chatting on gtalk(I'm a Google guy. I love gtalk, Picasa, GMail, Maps and everything Google),  used latitude, tried the GPS, played around with the video maker and the photo editor, ran multiple apps at once and not once did the phone slow down or show signs of glitches. It was pure awesomeness.

I totally exploited the voice command feature and I loved it everytime it misspelled a friend's name or made blunders. It worked well most times, though. I play a LOT of games and I tried NOVA 2 and GT Racing. It felt like I was running these games off a dedicated video card. It was that smooth and awesome.  When I'd switch to another app, the switching would be so seamless and within a fraction of a second. 

It was right then that my faith in my decision in purchasing the Samsung Galaxy S2 got reinforced and I had no qualms whatsoever about it. You know what? My phone accidentally slipped off my lap when I got up and fell 3 feet down on solid floor. I picked it up and surprisingly, it still was awesome. Just a rough abrasion on the top right, I cleaned it a few times and it's as good as new. So much for all the flimsiness. It is tough, it is fast and it is Awesome!!

I've been itching to buy a tablet for a long time! I've waited to see the specifications of the Galaxy Tab. It's a dual core processor, a mammoth 25.65 cms screen, a 3MP rear and a 2MP front camera and runs on Honeycomb! Seriously? Though people might want to argue and tell me - "Dude, you already have a super-computer in your pocket, why do you want a tab now?", I still want it. It's because it's not a phone. It's a tablet. It is what the future is. In a world where Augmented Reality is everything, the tablets do justice best!

The very fact that all the apps on my phone, and more will be available on a10.1 inch screen lets every Crimson Rose butterfly on Earth run wild inside my stomach! :D

To know more about this wonderful device, click on the video below to watch the recorded webcast of the Samsung Galaxy Tab 750's Launch. Don't blame me if you're hit with the Tablet-fever! The solution's the same like any other fever- Buy a Tablet! The Galaxy Tab 750 :D

~~Peace

R.o.H.i.T....

Hola! Memoirs is back :)

Ermm...  Well, at least for now. May be it's not that good an idea to shut my thoughts down. There has to be something which defines me. And to think of me not existing in one way or the other is a little horrifying. So here it is!! :D

~~Peace

R.o.H.i.T....

Memoirs of a Drunken Junkie Shuts :)

There we go! A post every day for 22 days, which started on the 1st of April has come to an end. I don't think there is a particular subject that I'm going to write about now... Did you guys know that the Mayans never wrong with their prophecies and their predictions? We approximately are in the time range of the natural wobble of the earth which is roughly about 26,000 years. It is also known as the Equinox cycle and natural disasters have happened every time the cycle has ended and a new one has begun. Coincide these 2 with the recent earthquakes, cloud bursts, hurricanes, tsunamis, forest fires, floods and the other natural calamities, 2012 seems like it will be the time when Mother Earth hits the "REFRESH" button. She needs a break and we've broken her too much. 

Okay! I'm not going to talk about the devastation et al. But let us not not ignore the possibility of Earth's cataclysm. A lot of people I've known have shied away from a lot of things they love doing or want to do, just because they feel others would laugh at them and it'd get embarrassing. Seriously? If you knew the world was to end tomorrow, would you behave the same way? Wouldn't you do everything you wanted to do? All those small dreams, the big ones, the impossible ones. You'd push yourself so hard that the impossible would seem like nothing at all. If you can do something like that when the situation arises, why can't you "ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS" in life?

There's no fun in doing the bigger things in life if you don't enjoy the smaller ones.  Whenever you get a chance, you must pounce on the opportunity to make sure you don't sigh later. 

Make people laugh, even if you are called a clown. There's nothing called a PJ, if it manages to get people laughing or even smile. Even PJs are good. I like them. In fact, my arsenal's filled with nonsense!!

Stand by your values and your thought streams, no matter what! Many times, people close to you, some very dear to you will present you with an option of choosing something or someone over your values and goals. It is imperative that you choose what you are. Once you let go of your values, thoughts and goals, you no longer are the person you were! That only invites double the problems. 

DENIAL is not wrong. It is, if you deny yourself of something you treasure for something else. Often times, I have been asked to choose people over my outlook in life. I've been presented with situations where I've been literally forced to be someone I am not so they can be happy. That is temporary. Happiness is when you are happy. Happiness is when the other person realises and accepts the person in you. Friends, family, relatives, strangers-- no two people are the same! There exist similar people but there's a HUGE difference between being same and similar. You can never satisfy anyone forever! If you have been assured someone or if you have been assured about it, you have either lied or have been lied to. Think about it. 

I have been a very volatile person all my life. Relationships haven't lasted long and all thanks to what I am. And I don't hate the fact that all of that has happened because of what I am. I am what I am and I know there are folks who want to be like me. But just like ‘similar and same’ are different, ‘to be like and to be same’ are different! Someone can be like me but can't be me. Ditto with me. I want to be like so many people.. Those who have a great social life. Those who have great friends, awesome jobs and a fancy lifestyle. But I don't want to, too! It's quite a cliché. 

Alright! On that note, I'll end the last post on my blog. Hope everyone has a great life ahead! One with everlasting happiness, luck, love and good health! Have fun and save Earth! 

Today's Earth day and my birthday! \m/.. I know I'm the ulimate saviour and I have to come to people's rescue when the day arrives .. 

Nazdrovia!

~~Peace

R.o.H.i.T....

~~Day 22 of my blog-a-day for 22 days marathon. Memoirs of a Drunken Junkie shuts down TODAY! :-)...

We're all so Indian! :-)

This happened a few weeks ago and I was coming back after my classes and I saw a Sardar riding a motorcycle with his kid sitting on the tank and his wife as his pillion. She was holding a LARGE suitcase and she had this innocent look on her face. All of us had to stop at the traffic lights and I switched my bike off- I had 90 seconds before our side would get the "Green" signal.

The Sardar for some reason thought I was checking out his wife and he kept looking back at me. And she was looking at me from the corner of her eyes, to check if I was checking her out!

Loll... It was then that I actually started checking their family :P.. Something happened and a bike ahead of me went ahead and there I was, right next to the Sardar's vehicle. His kid was knocking the petrol tank and he was humming a tone I had no clue about. The Sardar was looking at me rather angrily and I didn't know how to react to it.

I actually wanted to see if his wife also was giving an angry stare so I looked at her and she was still looking at me with her head bent down. She looked so much like the lead in Love Aaj Kal.

The chota Sardar then looked at me and he raised his eyebrows and he looked exactly like the sardar kid in Kuch Kuch Hota hain.

On the other hand, papa Sardar was getting angrier and he started to look like Bobby Deol in Bhagat Singh. I was starting to get worried if I'd get beaten to pulp by this hefty Sardar and just then our turn had come-- Aaah the Green light! I raced past him. Sardar and family far behind now :P.. Phew :D

I reached Lifestyle flyover at Begumpet and a guy bumped into another bike. It clearly was his fault. He then shouted in pain and then the guy whose bike he bumped into went into a console mode, from his angry mode. All done, both of them started their bikes and went off. I noticed this guy(the one who was at fault), chuckle as soon as the other guy disappeared. Nothing had happened to him. That scene looked so damn filmy. He actually was a good actor.

No matter how much we improve our lifestyles, no matter how much we act different from the crowd and no matter what we become as a result of life’s doings on us, we will always remain the filmy, Bollywood Indian. Most dialogues used to impress those of the opposite sex are pick offs from Bollywood movies. Not just cupid, fights, arguments, sorrow or happiness--- everything’s so filmy yet so real!

It’s just that we’re all so Indian!! :)

Super huge thanks to everyone who’s dropped by my blog :-)... 24 more hours and I’ll already be an year older and this blog will be off the blog-o-sphere.. Super awesome \m/...

~~Peace

R.o.H.i.T....

~~Day 21 of my blog-a-day for 22 days marathon. Memoirs of a Drunken Junkie shuts down on the 22nd of April :-)

RoHiT's blogger awards! :D

Wow! I can’t believe I’ve been blogging for 20 straight days and I just cannot express how quickly these days have passed. The day I wrote the first post “The day draws near!” seems like it was last week and uh! This is one thing which will be perennial for times to come- “Hey! Time’s actually flying at the speed of light!” ...

Uhmmm... I expected mixed reactions in me about the blog’s closure at this juncture but surprisingly, I am not! A few hours ago I was thinking to myself about my blog and I was like “yeah! So 2 more days!” and all that was without ANY reaction at all!  I guess that sends a very clear message to Mr. Emotions.. Go try infesting someone else! :D

Now that the countdown towards my blog’s closure has begun with 3, 2 and 1. Today’s day 3 and I want to waste NO time in letting the blog-o-sphere know about the blogs I’ve liked, taken inspiration from and those with great quality of words, theme and efforts!

The first one obviously has to be MY blog and my work. I totally OWN every other blog. Yes, yes, don’t wipe your eyes, or the screen! You read it right: P....

Numero Uno!

Blogger—RoHiT Iyer

Blog—Memoirs of a Drunken Junkie

Blah blah about the Blog/blogger— Oh! So the blogger is me!! **Whistles, claps and applauds!** The post which was intended to be the first one, titled “Memoirs of a drunken junkie”, still lies desolated in the drafts. I’ve never found the interest to publish it, for it contains some horrendous accounts of my past (the fun ones) and I didn't want the world to know of it :P. All of them, which obviously relate to my blog title. I decided I’d be the one who’d read it and cherish it. There are just about a couple of people who know the contents of it, which I blah blahed during a conversation.

Second Spot

Blogger—Anantha Krishnan a.k.a AK

Blog—Tarmak 007

Blah blah about the Blog/blogger— He writes extensively about the Indian armed forces, the IAF in particular. I was impressed when I read about the 26 year project the IAF undertook. AK wrote all about it with such intricate detail, that I instantly hit the follow button and I kept myself updated with all of his blog posts. They are all rich in quality, content and information an Indian should know. Love his blog. I probably am partial to him, over a couple of other blogs I regularly follow, like Devilzangel's, Raghu’s and Rinaya’s. The effort he puts into his blogs is unmatched. It is a must visit blog for every Indian. More so if you are an IAF fanatic! Click his blog to follow and read his dynamic blog.

Third Spot

Blogger—Devilzangel

Blog- Collected Cryptics

 Blah blah about the Blog/blogger—She writes her own blogs, unlike me. She started off writing about her air travel experience and I honestly didn’t think it was formatted well, described the way it could have been and a couple of other things. And then, she put on Devilzangel’s cloak and she began weaving extraordinary poems. No hypes! Go checkout some of her old poems and you’ll need a defibrillator to get yourself back to senses. I was like- “Hey, okay! I’ve woven some good poems too. No big deal!”.  And almost as if she heard me, she began writing fiction! And that’s the point she equipped her blog with a V6 engine and zoomed past me waving a bye. My blog was driving an Indian Maruti 800 and I “THINK” I saw her wave. Or did I? I am not sure! It was wayyyy too fast!

Go check her blog. Go through the history. 2010 was a magical year for her blog. Read ‘em all!

Fourth Spot

Three people share the fourth spot and you actually can consider it as the third spot “IF” you think I shouldn’t be including my blog as the first one!! But you and I don’t think alike. :P.. Never mind the order. Let me start off with the person I haven’t interacted with.

Blogger—Nethra

Blog—Otiose Opinions

Blah blah about the Blog/blogger— She writes a lot of blog posts. When I say 'lot', I mean LOTS of them!!  She writes about random stuff and there is no definite pattern of her posts I’ve noticed! No complicated words. An average reader won’t have to google a word and then get back to her blog. Once you start reading it, you invariably get to the end of it in a few minutes with a wow, nice or a cool comment come outta ya mouth! I haven’t commented much on her blog but I definitely check her blog for updates every week!

Blogger— Rinaya Jena

Blog— Wandering Thoughts

Blah blah about the Blog/blogger— I am not quite sure how I came across Rinaya’s blog but sometime in 2010, I came across her blog, read something about her 'Secret Crush' and I loved the way she put her emotions into describing how and what she felt for her secret crush who isn’t a secret anymore :P. I bookmarked her blog and I kept going back to it for updates. I am not really a commenting kind of a reader and so I probably haven’t commented all that much but yeah I’ve read most of her posts and they’re really good.  You SHOULD visit her page and tap into some of her Wandering Thoughts. You can wander too :-)!!

Blogger— Raghu

Blog— Shattered Mirror, Journey Begins and Who are We?

Blah blah about the Blog/blogger— He’s the only person on this list I’ve known personally. So there’s a LOTTTT of things I can tell about him. But knowing a person really well, also cuts down the description on a public forum. Weird, but true! From his blogs, you already know he freaking writes in three different blogs. I must tell you that he does NOT leave his blogs deserted. I can absolutely not fathom how he manages to write at least one post a week in each of his blogs. He started off as an Okayish poet, transformed into a serious emotional good poet and now, he writes great poems and fiction! He’s actually writing a story (fiction) on “Journey Begins” and he already has lots of people checking into his blog for an update each day!!  His works are very expressive, simple and enthralling. A must visit blog too!

So, that’s about it. You can say I came up with this ‘cos I had nothing else in mind to write about! What better way to thank you guys for all those good reads! Keep churning those amazing pieces of art (I call them art). I’ll be watching over you guys. **points his index and middle finger to his eyes and then at you**..

Blog On \m/0_0\m/

~~Peace

R.o.H.i.T....

~~Day 20 of my blog-a-day for 22 days marathon. Memoirs of a Drunken Junkie shuts down on the 22nd of April :-)

As Promised!!

During a conversation with a friend on her birthday, she asked me to write a blog post as a b’day gift and I said I’d post the entire conversation to which she said “chalega” :P... So here’s the blog post as promised...  I’ve delayed it a LOT. The conversation happened on the 28^th of December 2010!!  And that she apparently shares her b’day with 2 other friends of mine. Classmates and jaan jigris they were at a point of time—Nitin Verma and Sriman. Loads of success, happiness, love, luck and good health to the Hadippa(Kripa), Tintin(Nitin) and He-Man(Sriman).

@ Hadippa- - I’ve fulfilled my promise. Now no one can claim my soul. Muhahahahahaha \m/

Me: hadippaaaaaaaa

Yappy Yappy budday to you

yapppy yappy budday to you

yappy yappy budday to you

1:49am

Kripa: thanks a lot!

1:49am

Me: super happy budday to you :D

how old now?

92?

:D

1:49am

Kripa: :P

24

not actually 24

a few hours more to go

:P

technically

1:50am

Me: aisa kaisa?

got that...

1:51am

Kripa:  :P

Me: smart you are

1:51am

Me: leap year sab kuch count karoge toh you've overshot your budday then :D

what about the long days?

1:51am

Kripa::P

1:51am

Me: and all :P

1:51am

Kripa: woh sab count nahi hota

i just am sticking to my birth time

:P

bas

1:51am

Me: sab hota hain "technically ":P

so what plans lady?

1:52am

Kripa: when are you going to come in gtalk

1:52am

Me: office hain?

1:52am

Kripa: idhar main kuch nahi bataoungi

:|

haan hai na

1:52am

Me: :O

1:52am

Kripa: i was infact about to log off to sleep

tu aa gmail pe kisi tarah

and i wil tell you everything

1:52am

Me: kya idhar nahi bataaoge? this is just as secure as gtalk is!

1:53am

Kripa: all my secrets also if you want

:P

1:53am

Me: omg :O

and that offer is valid till?

Kripa is offline.1:53am

1:53am

Kripa: arre yeh nahi comfortable lagta

Kripa is online.1:53am

1:53am

Kripa: kaunsa offer

:O

1:53am

Me: secrets bataane ka offer

1:54am

Kripa: jab bhi aayega online

gtlak pe

tab milega

:D

1:54am

Me: achcha :D

phir toh nice :D

remember this haan....

kalti nahi khaane kaa :D

1:54am

Kripa: chalo you carry on with the server work aaj ke liye

main abhi kalti

1:54am

Me: lol :P

1:54am

Kripa: sona hai

:)

1:54am

Me: oki doki ... you have super fun...

1:54am

Kripa: thank you

:D

haan

you can also gift me something

1:54am

Me: eat a couple o' slices of cakes mere taraf se bhi :P

1:55am

Kripa: like writing a blog entry

1:55am

Me: yeah sure sure... wait till I get a job :D

1:55am

Kripa: :P

1:55am

Me: achcha blog entry eh :P

hahahaha fine :D

1:55am

Kripa: been long you have weitten

1:55am

Me: I'm going to take this conversation and put it on the blog

yeah..

1:55am

Kripa: :P

1:55am

Me: I wrote one naa...

aboutthe book :|

1:55am

Kripa: chalega

kya

ka

kab

bola hi nahi

1:55am

Me: hellooo :|

1:55am

Kripa: par for today you have to write one more

1:56am

Me: isiliye you have to keep checking for updates....

1:56am

Kripa: :P

amaam

1:56am

Me: sab kaaam main hi karoonga kya?

1:56am

Kripa:  i am jobless no

1:56am

Me: pinna enna

almost no :P

1:56am

Kripa: kuch kaam to hai nah imujhe

chup

:P

1:56am

Me: :D

1:56am

Kripa: now write one more

and i will read both

:D

ab tata

gn

st

1:56am

Me: yeah I'll paste the conversation

yeah alright... bye.. tc.. have fun...

loads actually

tadaa

1:57am

Kripa: :)

danke

1:57am

Kripa: :P

Ok, now that I’ve fulfilled my promise. I actually did sign in on Gtalk quite a few times after that and I never asked you about the secrets you claimed to tell me. I will ask you the next time we meet on gtalk. Beware!! :D..  

You must be wondering I took it quite literally and posted the conversation. But you said ok to it :P.. Ab when I said I will toh I have to na! :P

Were chabadhis on your menu anytime recently? Loll :D

~~Peace

R.o.H.i.T....

~~Day 19 of my blog-a-day for 22 days marathon. Memoirs of a Drunken Junkie shuts down on the 22nd of April :-)