Hopeless baba, pathetic friends III

The "Hopeless Baba, pathetic friends" series is back. After spending few weeks in Phursatgunj, our hopeless Baba returns to Bangalore. Now, it's no secret that he is blessed with excellent memory. He takes only a week to remember what he used to do at his workplace. He gets a shock of his life when he finds out so many new people have joined his organization.

Destiny forces Baba's pathetic friends to look for some job in Mumbai. After struggling for weeks, they found some work. However, their problems didn't end. The salaries they earned from their jobs were not enough to support their lavish lifestyle. They also faced dangers of bomb blasts in local trains and heavy rainfall.

After Baba left, selfless Kharchu joined dirty Sabu in PG. The great being refused all the lucrative offers which came to his way, and decided to spend some more years in pursue of higher studies.

Life at standstill

Nothing has happened and nothing will happen. My life in B'lore is at standstill. It was difficult to start working again after coming back from Phursatgunj. It took me a week to remember what I used to do at my workplace. But, from next week the busy earnings period is starting. for the next four weeks, I will have to work very hard. Considering my lazy nature, It's going to be a difficult task. Never mind, I shall ovecome it. Well, it seems nobody is visiting our lazy blog these days. Sabu and Jose, the other two regular members of this blog, are also not posting anything new. I don't know what more to write. It's a beautiful Friday night. Birds are still sleeping and I am still on my desk.

Hahahahe This is real time pass at Capital Market

Man i am bored at CM and do not know what to do when i am bored so i am gonna write some stuff and post that stuff down ur throats. so here we go ....................................................


Listen, all yea enlightened souls
Listen to this one song
The song of my soul

Laugh, as much as u care
Tout as much as u want
For neither do I care
Nor do I worry

All I want
Is but to say a few words
Which I did
And
All yea fools listened
Hahahahahhahhahahha
Hehehehehehehhehehe
Hohohohohohohohohos

My lazy nights in Phursatgunj

First things first. My visit to Phursatgunj was a mega hit, thanks to Sabu, Dr Ranjitsaheb Ambedkar and Quarteriya Kumar. Right from the first day I landed in PG, Ranjitsaheb was there. Everyday at kalubhai's lari, from 7:30 p.m. to 1:00 a.m., he enthralled us with his wise (but repeated) talks. He was supposed to stay in PG for 3-4 days, but as always he was not in any kind of hurry. He extended his vacation for two weeks. Dhawalbhai, our current president at Kalubhai, was also there. Dirty Sabu and I resumed our nocturnal ventures in the night. Internet surfing, tea and samosa at Samrat, mindless chatter and reading newspapers. Soon, after a week Quarteriya Kumar (we came to know that Pahelwan drinks quarter of liquor everyday in Mumbai, thus the name) arrived. He was also not in any kind of hurry to go back to Mumbai. Everyday, Jose without josh, who has invested his fortune on Ranjitsaheb and Kumar, used to call up. But, our lazy friends didn't budge. Finally, after two weeks and much deliberation both of them went to aamchi Mumbai. The last week in PG was even better. The much awaited monsoon arrived and the temperature went down. With a heavy heart, I left Phursatgunj on Friday night and reached safely to B'lore on Saturday morning. I am already waiting for December, when I will again go back to my beloved Phursatgunj.

My Dream

U know what saboo ur opinion poll are like that of the opinion polls of Indian media. All gas with no substance. Hhhehheheheh. I shall prove you wrong. First it was, whether, I will get married or not. Well, I am almost engaged and getting married is just a matter of time. Now, it is whether I shall survive this monsoon or not. Well that is a very easy question. I will survive not only this monsoon, but also the next 10 monsoons before I shall quite and move off to Kerala .
Well, speaking of Kerala, it reminds me of dreams unfulfilled and hopes renewed. I think, I shall write a poem on that …… just read this line

My Dreams

I shall go off to kerala
And a cabin there, in the country so wild
Lots of book, few friends
And a beautiful wife
Is what I dream off in the days to come?
I shall sleep in a hammock
With a book in my hand
And she in my arms
Two cats and few dogs
Is what I dream of in the days to come?

I shall go off to Kerala
And a cabin there, in the country so wild

The blue sky with its stars
Shall be my roof,
The wild trees with its wild fragrance
Shall be my wall.
The rippling of stream
The buzzing of bees
And
The cooing of the birds
Shall be my song

I shall go off to Kerala
And a cabin there in the country so wild

We shall lie there for centuries untold
For it is the place
The land of my ancestors
The land of my soul
The land of my dreams
The land that awaits my arrival.

I shall go off to Kerala
And a cabin there in the country so wild

A Demonstration of Gurdjieff Sacred Dances_1 神聖舞蹈

cold joke

Three babas and one budhiya

These days, it's a common sight to find three aging babas riding a budhiya in Phursatgunj. I'm refering to pahelwan's Hero Honda Splender bike, which has become very old. Everyday, 3-4 times in a day, three of us have fun with the budhiya. Though it's old, it satisfies our needs with few complaints. Kumar Gaurav, the inheritor of budhiya, has put her on sale. He is satisfied with her and doesn't intend to carry it to Mumbai. Umesh, the incorregible flirt, is acting as a middleman, and will get a customer for budhiya.

Where there is a will.... there is a stress, anxiety and miseries. Do not will to work, it is hazardous, dangerous and could prove fatal. Not only I , but my whole community feels so.
The president of my community "Baba Anando " alias "perverted Baba".....says marriage is a sin or a crime because it compels a man to work harder...ooffff hai tauba....his whole life. Don't get him wrong he is not against sexual pleasures or intercourse neither he is a sort of homophile or queer or inverted...but he thinks relationship with women(worldly) cannot go beyond physical or sexual fulfillment. He says he is open for any live-in relationship ( only god knows what is the basis for this wishful thinking) with a women, but will not carry any burden of responsibilities.He loves and promotes bachelorhood. He is planning to get retired at the age of 37 if he will have sufficient money to survive( lavishly) rest of his life. I pray for his wish to ... come true.

Sabu is hot and happening ...don't think he is sexy or stud or sexually lethal for girls. He is 'hot' because his room at sardar nagar is like baking oven or hearth, and after sleeping whole day there he becomes like a tandoory chicken. Ready for savouring. He is 'happening' because he never sleeps at night doing lots of activities. He loves to be hated by the society and hates to be loved by the society. He has great faith on his unproductive or non-existant goals and feels strongly that he will achieve them on day.

Royal Ranjit ... his highness , was terribly sick few days back ... he is now recovering fast. He is planning to leave Phursatganj (though he is planning this for past two weeks ) and willing to go to mumbai to start playing his another innings of the match. He has cleared his fitness test. But , will he be able to play another innings? That will be decided by the selectors....

Jose is suffering by the sultry climate of Mumbai. He spends 5 hours immersing his lean wiry body inside a painfully small drum... where a toad will find difficult to dip itself. He has a crush with our earstwhile land lady. She is middle-aged sexywomen with a beautiful curvy figure. She has seduced our virgin, virtuous and vital buddy. But he has no fault, even Royal Ranjit Singh VII and I was too encaptivated by her charm and sex appeal.

Dhawalbhai is, now a days, flying high and he does'nt stop smiling because his old buddy Royal Ranjit Singh is in Baroda. He is a regular, active and most sincere member of our Phursatganj lazybones association. At one time, he even challanged the presidentship of veteran Ranjit Singh. He will soon be nominated for the Presidentship as Royal Ranjit's term for presidentship is over. I wish him all the best.

gaurav lazy baba

The great Russian Bombay circus

As decided, three of us -- I, Sabu and Ranjit Singh went to see the great Russian Bombay circus today. I was very excited. The last time I saw a circus was in my childhood. We reached the Pradarshan Maidan at 7:00 p.m., where the great circus has put up its tent. We bought three tickets of dress circle for Rs 300. With great hopes, we entered into the circus and took our seats in the third row from the front. The audience consisted of around 150 people, majority of whom were middle aged guys. And, as Ranjit suggested their real motive was to see something else. And, they were not disappointed. The circus had some beautiful Russian babes in flimsy costumes. Well, coming to the performances, I really liked some of the items performed by the Russian artists. However, overall, the circus was not that great as suggested by its name. Some of the Indian artists were young children. I wonder whether it's legal to have such young kids performing in the circus. We came to the conclusion why circus has no future in India. There were no innovations and the Indian artists performed the same age old stuff. Also, the ban on using animals in circus has taken its toll. However, I found horses, camels, elephant and dogs performing in the circus. Are they legally allowed? Nevertheless, going to the circus was an experience and all three of us were happy to get a chance to revisit our childhood.