My Winter Dreams

It is 8:30 in the morning, very clumsy and cloudy outside. Nothing is happening. I went to sadali lari in search of gulshan baba but my search gone into vain as may be either gulshan baba was not there or he left early. Early in the morning suddenly clouds showed up out of the blue. A coconut seller is cracking just outside my balcony. He doesn't know that coconut water is a good antioxidant and can neutralize the bad effects of my all night nonstop smoking. But he surely knows that I am not going to buy his coconuts in either case. Smoking or no smoking, they are as good as nectar. My mosquito repellent coils are effective if and only if I keep door and windows closed. Last soldiers of rebellious mosquito army are trying hard to suck my blood. I just switched off 'the great fan' which swipes under the same speed at all available regulating options on so small and not so user friendly regulator. Uncanny odour of rotten vegetables inside my tiffin-box is still there in my room. My room is a total mess filled with the cigarette smoke.

Wake up kharchoo wake up !! So much pending work to be done. All those oscar wilde stories. Who is going to read it if not you? We know that you are done with the Picture of Dorian gray but other great stories are still there unread. O! the great one please wake up and fill all the empty spaces left behind by the sun-god who is not there today. It is not Sunday today, the great one why you are still fast asleep. Please wake up and let there be light ! It is almost 9 now and still it is dark outside as may be sun-god is afraid of not very dark winter clouds and hid himself behind them. And being a lazy man O! the great is seems as if you are not in any kind of hurry to step into his footsteps so early in the morning. Though sudden change of atmosphere is not going to affect the lazy lifestyle of phursatgunj a lot. But some kind of uneasiness in the air is shattering all my winter dreams. The worse I fear is a humid day and even the worst is the rain. oh, rain god I pray you not to appear on the phursatgunj skies today. With the noise of your raindrops, oh rain god, not you shatter my winter dreams. oh the rain god, this season you have showered enough of love on the lands of phursatgunj. O the gods of the upper skies, please don't shatter my winter dreams. Amen Amen Amen.

Where is the Great One ??

world is same as it was before 24 hours when i wrote about my picture hunt of gulshan baba. evolution is a long process and it is even slower in our beloved phursatgunj. though i have not done any physical labour, in my lazy life today was really a busy day. still i am not tired and can go atleast to sadali laari for an hour or so. i should not repeat the same nonsense again and again that it is very cold outside and winter is here now and kharchoo is fast asleep as usual. but as i cann't think anything beyond that i have to write it again here. unlearning is more difficult than learning new things. by repeating same thing again and again i sound raucous and rowdy to many who visit this blog more frequently now but that can not stop my nonstop nonsense. just like all my lazy friends i also have very poor memory and don't remember things which i have said. both learning and unlearning has taken its toll. the other day as my usual time-pass i was giving all kind of psychometric tests on few self-procalimed testing sites and the results were really funny. when i finished the test there was a note along with my score on it. even though my score was not bad but there were funny remarks that erupted volcanoes of laughter inside me. (though i can't laugh that loud because i don't want to conform my landlord's doubt that i am a madman.) they said that if i improve my memory powers my analytical capablities (which i think are not there) could be compared with that of the western philosopher plato. ha ha ha ha. but i don't take their advice seriously because i know that at this old age now my memory cann't cope with the fast changing techno-savvy knowledge based world around me. the only thing i like about the results is that they say i can be a good chess player as my visual analysis ablities are above average. whether i will be a good chess player or not that is going to be my favourite time-pass for rest of my life. i can not deny the offer to play that divine time killing game. the most active lazy man nikunj was here today and i played chess with him for 3 full hours. i know his limitations as a chess player but can not deny his love for this great game. our boodhi samarpan baba was also here and he visits my phursatgunj kholi more often now as his exams are over. nowadays he regularly goes for the evening kundalini meditations and also wants me to join him there in the evening. i am not only lazy but also an old man now. i can not support the ideas like going to dynamic meditations early in the morning but can go for kundalini at least. if he will be here i shall try to go to the meditation center at karelibaug in the evening.

enjoy of typing and now it is time for some tea. let's pray that gulshan baba is there. no more gulshan baba avatars as no graphics can catch his aura. 'Gulshan Baba ki kripa'

In search of Gulshan Baba

i am on a mission today. it is 4 30 in the morning and it is really cold out there but it is not going to stop me from doing something which is of the highest importance for me now. capturing gulshan baba in a picture. it is very dark outside and i dont know whether gulshan baba is there at sadali laari or not but that is not going to stop me from going to sadali lari now. i hope that i find gulshan baba and his auto there so that i can reproduce his images for our gulshan baba lovers here. he surely is one of those rare species and very difficult to find whenever you wish. but hope floats. inspite of all adversities and difficulties i shall go to sadali laari right now. kharchoo is fast asleep by now and mosquito hums can not disturb his divine sleep. he told me to wake him up when i go to sadali laari early in the morning. but i think now he is almost dead and about to miss a chance of the life time. my psyche says that gulshan baba will be there today and i don't want to miss this chance. until i find gulshan baba and post his picture here be happy with this avatar of gulshan baba.

Intoduction to BABA

Hello friends,
I guess this is my first post on this blog but i promise you some real time fun in this episode. This is especially written for the people who doesn't know lazyguru 20box and anando rocks....
first of all in this episode let us meet Mr. Anando rocks alias BABA by their pathetic friends.
I still remember those days when i was in first year engineering. Since our admission was
late thats why our semester exams were not held up with the other year students. Anyway the point is Anando rocks was having his exams as he was senior of mine and used to study during whole night, and myself a night creature from the begining of my engineering career use to roam with my other first year mates (thats also a story in itself). During those days the so called BABA had a different AVATAR. You can say he was BHAI during those days along with other bhais KULO BHAI, GAURAV BHAI were cheifly with him.
So when the exams were going you can easily see this triology along. They use to have a pathetic looking study material (which i guess circulated for ages) in there hand and rooms scattered every where. And to top them all Anando while studing use to wear a pathetic looking BANDANA which give him a complete gear to become a certifide bhai. Anando damn serious
looking guy in those days use to see you with so much deep penetrateing eyes that those create a panic in anyone who use to make sound when this three people were studing. Months past and their exams were finished but I haven't had my first talk with this guy till then only fierce looking glances which he use to give were adequate.
Then after some time we were going to have inter-hostel tournament and for various games team were been chosen. I was chosen for Kabbadi but i didn't wanted to play so i was denying.
My great people of that time came to me and said that i should have a hostel spirit and should participated, but i refuse all. Then one day Anando with his friends was sitting at hostel porch and on the other side were sitting sports team making commity. As i walked in from outside in was been held up there to force me to participated by sporst moniter, but i was refusing all the way till i heard a gentle voice from the other way saying
"Why I'am not participating and whats the problem"
I looked in the direction of the voice and saw the Anando with the same fierce looking eyes penetrating me deep inside like measuring me up to something and in that terrified moment i said YES to participated.
Time passed and then some how we came to talking terms of HI and HELLO and then slowly was included in there station going circle (via bhoot gali), in thos days bike were not so popular in hostels so we use to go walky-talky. Still this person had some dep influnce on my mind that i was always scared of him.
Then some how his AVATAR changed and he was slowly transforming himself to what that guy is right now. This were those days when I consider that we became friends. We had many adventure among them to name mainly was the riots episode. He love to do nothing and sit endlessly doing nothing but having talking with friends under a NEEM tree. He is a slid guy who can get to anything once provoked but that again is what not everyonce can do it. He has got extraorinary taste in music and sings very well.
Anyways guys now I'm bored of writting and now i shall finish this topic just saying that HE
is a guy of many colours.
Watch out my next episode to checkout HIS pathetic friends introduction.

I Love Gulshan Baba ! ! !

Gulshan baba, the great one is back in town. he is full of energy and totally charged now after a long break of one month. his rickshaw is of colour umber red, may be due to rust and dust. but he is alive and full of energy. a fanatic. true follower and a devotee. he defies all the criticism and popular opinion about him. O! great one i always knew that only a place like phursatgunj can nurture such a soul like yours. O! great one please part me from your curse if you don't like what i say about you. O! great one please forgive us, we lesser souls who can not understand your love and devotion for great gulshan grover.

yes yes yes, i am talking about the one and the only fan of great indian movie actor Mr. Gulshan Grover. our very own the bad man-gulshan grover always said that his competition is not with bollywood actors but with the hollywood ones. but no one understands him better than our Gulshan Baba. no one knows what his real name is, but it is of no importance now. enlighten ones often change their names and it is all symbolic. he doesn't much care about his rickshaw and his own body. he is so thin that if he decides to go to brazil and join the modeling industry there, he surely can give those brazilian super (thin) models a run for their money. but he doesn't care as he knows that he is not mere an object of flesh and bones. he is neither educated nor literate i guess, and may be that is why he is not corrupt also. his love and devotion is ture to the core. O! great one, with full respect, i again bow to thee.

great gulshan baba sometimes visits our sadali lari at 4:00am in the morning in search of passengers who are not there as a rule. but that can not stop his frequent visits to sadali lari as he atleast can enjoy a cup of tea if passengers are not there as a rule. it is winter now and temperature is really down early in the morning, but that can not stop him from coming to sadali lari. he has a picture of mr. gullu-the bad man inside his rickshaw and it is written on the back of his rickshaw: 'Gulshan baba ki Kripa' (Gulshan baba's blessings are always with you) even if i write a book about him that is not enough. i can not catch and convert his greatness into the words. even million blog posts are not enough, so here i stop and again bow to you O! great one.

P.S.
for all those international visitors who dont know about the great gulshan grover. a brief introduction.

Gulshan Grover
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Gulshan Grover (born 21 September 1955) is an Indian actor. He is famous for his role as a villain in many movies. He has also starred in some Hollywood movies. Thanks to him, he was the secret ingredient as a villain to Shah Rukh Khan's action movies' success such as "Yes Boss", "Ram Jaane" and "Duplicate" and all of them starred with Juhi Chawla.

He was the celebrity guest of the Grand Prix of Italy held at Monza on September 10th 2006.[1]

link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulshan_Grover

Second “salt movement”

On April 6, 1930, Mahatma Gandhi raised a pinch of salt and declared, “With this, I am shaking the foundations of the British Empire.” Comrades, time has arrived to introduce you all about the second biggest “salt movement” in the history of our country.

Yesterday, I told you about martyrdom of my beloved hair. But, my friend's sacrifice won’t go in vain. I have already launched the second “salt movement” and the results are more than gratifying. The first one shook the foundations of the British Empire; the second one is strengthening the foundations of my falling “Hair Empire”.

After coming to Bangalore, there hasn't been a single day when I haven't cried over the death of my beautiful hair. Some days back, a good friend suggested adding a pinch of salt in water whenever I wash my hair. As I didn’t want to go to a doctor, I thought why not give it a try. And lo! It’s working. The death toll has drastically gone down. The simple gesture of picking up salt has again shown its magical power.

Such is life

Cold wintry night. Honking noise of vehicles passing on the nearby flyover. Dinner was good today thanks to new caterers in my company. They are on a trial basis. Don’t know how long the good fortune will last. Roommate is watching some Jackie Chan movie on Star movies. He seems to be enjoying the stuff. It’s in English and without dubbing or Hindi sub-heads. No choice but to blog.

Shortened day at office as today is “Black Friday”, a day after Thanksgiving Day. The coming Monday is called “Cyber Monday”. Don’t know much about all this stuff. Think it’s some retailing gimmick in the United States. Not much work these days as the busy earnings season is over.

The celebration has begun. Two days of leisurely life. Already sipped two pegs of Signature whisky. Half of my life is over, still no girls in sight. But, I am not worried. God is kind. Some miracle is definitely going to happen. My palmistry knowledge says so. Don’t ask me how? Wait and watch.

With each passing day, I am losing my hair. Sad but true. My friends are dying. I can’t do anything but remain a mute spectator. Without a murmur or protest they are silently leaving this beautiful world. Dear Lord, treat them well, they have been loyal for 27 years.

Funny days ahead. Going to Chennai for my visa interview on Monday. My first visit to Tamil Nadu. Don’t think anybody in my family has gone that far down south. Will update you guys once I am back from the Dravidian heartland.

LAZICOPEDIA

it is up and working now. just use the header link to go to lazicopedia and enjoy your laziness. amen.

The Durban debacle

The debacle continues. Rahul’s boys continued their dismal performance in South Africa. Unlike Johannesburg, the rain Gods didn’t come to their rescue in the second ODI in Durban. Indian batsmen meekly surrendered to the South African bowling attack. They made a paltry 91 runs in response to South Africa’s 248. Any hopes in sight? None what so ever. This Indian team is destined to lose both the one-day and test series in South Africa.

We are a country of more than one billion people. Cricket is the only game which gets all the attention in this country. There are only 8 countries which play serious cricket in the world. Yet, we are no where near the top.

The present Indian team doesn’t look good even on the paper. The middle-order is hopeless. They can’t even make 100 runs in a one-day match, only God knows what will happen in the test series.

There is so much politics in team selection. Politicians are running cricket boards. They are least concerned about the game. Big money is involved. The whole country knows about the problems. Yet, nothing is going to happen.

The much awaited Ashes series has also started. However, this time nobody expects anything from England. They are no match to the mighty Aussies. There is no fun in watching those one-sided games.

On the other hand, the mercurial West Indies made a decent come back in the second test against Pakistan after losing the first game in Lahore. Though there are no great bowlers in the current Pakistani team, it’s sheer joy to watch Brian Lara in action.

all new 20box up and running

all new 20box is now up and running. after 100 hours of beta testing i have modified this template according to our needs. our old lazypoll and chat box are back in business. click on the header links to open them in popup. and all new 20snaps album is added now. i am going to upload more and more images to 20box flickr so that we can have a nice collection of images here. pictures are sometimes more powerful than words.

fist time rate this blog poll is also added. i know this blog is worth .5 out of 5 so i have not mentioned .5 in the possible answers. dont hurry to vote, play leisurely.