Sweet Nothings… Between the Sheets.

I’m into the talks of a married man these days
He utters sweet nothings between the sheets
His voice makes my heart beat
He gives me my horny moment
Teases me with his naughty accent.
It’s an affair of every Wednesday night
Between the sheets and zero light.

Ahaa what’s blah blah without a few raised eyebrows, a fallen jaw and gaping eyes!!
Chill guys every thing is not as it seems. Bring ur imagination to a pause before u create a complete wrong picture! Yeah yeah I agree the fault is mine… I’m the one askin 4 trouble; asking a hundred charging bulls of imagination to attack me. So before these bulls get wild let me remove the sheets and switch on the lights!! [;)]

Any of my friends who listen to Meow FM know what I’m talking about. There’s this really cool segment they’ve named Between the Sheets (let me use BTS). And in the lines above I’m talkin bout the host Anil. I hope I don’t need to explain ‘ between the sheets n zero light’( obviously at this time I’m in he tbed, lights switched off and it’s just the FM thts playin on my mobile thru my earphones. Though you can replace the sheets wid blankets. With the brrrrr cold neone wud freeze between sheets.)!!

How I bumped into BTS?? Well being so used to listening to the FM n goin of to sleep while I ws in Ahmedabad, I continued the trend wen I returned to Jodhpur. Yahan to bhai saare FM ki battiyan 11 baje hi gul ho jati hain. Thankfully Meow FM plays songs thru the nite. The first time I heard this segment on the Wednesday, after I returned frm Ahd, I got completely glued to it!!

Obviously it’s a talk show. But it’s not like others at night that talk about love problems( The ones with people talking in an ‘expert’ly husky voice. Naah I’ve heard many of these in Ahd. and Bang. (Snore)) Definitely ppl do need such shows n like them too. But it’s just that now I’m too saturated with such philosophical segments.

What’s gud bout BTS is that they generally take up some cool topics, though related with love and relationships, but do not sound like problem solving types (sorry FM ppl if I make it sound too disgusting. I’ve complete respect for the ppl out there helping someone solve their prob.)
First of all for once if you hear Anil’s he’s amazing with his voice, he’s flirty and fun and so alive that any young gurl wud cheer up. It has this boing effect on you! (to know the effect say boingggg n you’ll know.). N just imagine wat he’s been married for 14 years( It came as a bolt to me too, he sounds not a bit above 20… umm …or maybe 25)!! Every first time caller can ask 4 a horny moment, n the only thing ‘horn’y bout it is the funny trumpet or horn they play( goes like pappararapan pappararapan pappararapan paan paan) n u’re welcomed to the Meow family.

Coming to the topics again BTS scores over others coz Anil lets the gurls do the talking, what he does is he turns the conversation in such a casual manner that the talker feels completely at ease. Being girls the callers often go onto an emotional tangent. But Anil’s a great listener and does not give judgments or ultimatums. He just give cues that suddenly u realized ‘Hey I never thot bout that!!’ n wat seems like a knot becomes so simple. N believe me girls u blah blah is in safe hands…coz this guys talks complete sense!( So if you believed that all guys are idiots. Here’s an exception! Enjoy it!)

Recently in a conversation wid a caller I came out wid exact words for Anil. Guys out there I’m highlighting this part 4 u. Read it atleast a 100 times and put it into ur bird brains. When a girl is upset she needs a listening ear and not an interrogation officer! Listen what she says and probe only as much as she can say! Stop barking!! Stop digging into the already hurt feelings!! U won’t find a golden bone!! Instead u may land up in a mine or dynamite blast!! So I strongly recommend this segment to u guys. Listen to it and take some cues from Anil. And u get the bonus of getting to know what’s on ur gurl’s mind as well.

So, over to Anil, Meow Between the Sheets, every Wednesday n Thursday 10.30pm to 1am or so. Anil plz confirm the time in the interest of Meow- deprived ppl of India. For the Jodhpur ppl, as far as my info is concerned, u can catch this segment only on Wednesday nights. Girls sit back, listen and enjoy (n savour Anil’s voice ofcourse!!). Guys make use of it!! N Anil, bravo, encore, hands down, a big bow, keep up the wonderful job.
Keep Meow…ing
n my frens Keep Blah blahing!!
(It’s just a language difference…funways and technically, it’s the same! Or shall I say it’s blah blah on a professional level…Right Anil)
God Bless

Back from Bangalore… and Thankfully Away from Pappu!!

If u are thinking I’m talkin bout some chashmish guy with oily hair and braces. Stop right there!! But what m talking bout is even yuckier than that and thankfully I’m now 48 hrs and several kms (I won’t go into calculating the distance between Jdpr n B’lore) away from it!!

Firstly, yes, I’m bk frm Bangalore after learning loads, enjoying loads n making grt friends. It has been a grt experience. I lived in a PG for the first time in my life, managed my things n roamed around Bangalore(It’s a really happening city n ya there’s loads to explore. I’ve not been able to explore the whole of it yet.) Well many of you must have already dn that b4 so it’s not that big a thing, but ya newayz it ws my first experience and a learning one!

So how did Pappu jump in between? Well actually the interesting part is that Pappu is a B’lorian term for Daal cooked in lunch or dinner. (Yeah, even I was equally surprised wen my fren told me so!!) But for truth there’s nothing so surprising about this Daal except its name. It’s as bland as the food cooked for the ill.

So why a blog on Pappu?? (c’mon Meet, you cd hav written smthing better!!) It’s coz they’ve been stuffing me with the same pappy every day of the week for an entire month and a half. The only variation one cud expect is a thinner version of the same thing with a few vegetables floating around (n yes they even named it Sambar, enuf variation to avoid protests frm girls. huh??). So lunch was Pappu, rice and Rasam and thankfully papad( the only thing u cud expect to add sm taste!! People in my PG said that the food was million times better than that in other PGs!! Rest u cn imagine!!

I’m reminded of a song from the movie Main Prem Ki Diwani Hoon that goes like “ Prem meri aankhon mein hai…”(why m I thinking of that disgusting song?!). that just fit my situation, “Pappu meri aankhon mein hai… pappu mere digestive system mein hai..” ( Eeeeuuuuuuughh!! Now it’s becoming too disgusting!!)

P.S. On Sunday they used to make chicken curry for lunch, that was actually not too bad considering what we got the rest of the week.

But one thing I’m sure of, had I stayed there a few more days, I would have definitely got a pappu nightmare… Imagine there’s a big cauldron of Pappu and I’m getting sucked into it and there’s no one to pull me out!!(Urgh!! Meet, u must get an award for ur disgusting imagination and one for the even more disgusting description.) Thank God, I’m bk home!! So no more Pappu!!

So I’ve decided, now that I’m here I won’t have rice for at least 1 entire month.

P.S. The above statement is subject to change if my mom cooks Rajma chawal...(That’s one thing I can’t resist. I was craving for Rajma in B’lore!)

For now I’m relaxing at home… I really don’t intend to go bk to Pappu! But yeah I need to get down to sm serious job hunting now!! Wish me luck!!

Take care, God Bless…Keep blah-blahing!!

Until then Pray for me Brother…Pray for me Sister!!!

Bangalore Bukhari

Right from the kitchens of Blah Blah!!

Hey ppl sorry been totally out of the scene all this long. First of all let me thank Shruti for making me come back to update my blog n Arpita for those generous comments. So to tell u the story till now, well I resigned from my job(I don’t believe in qutittin!!)…took a well deserved break at home… and now m in Bangalore. No m not here to search for my past life roots as my parents insist (I donno why they say I look like a southie!!). M here for a technical wrting course. And since I’m here all I’ve had is Southie food, all I’ve heard is Kannada words and all I’ve watched is Southie channels with all Telegu, Tamil and Kannada words mixing up which I’m still trying to push down my throat.

The best thing bout B’lore is that the weather is just so beautiful that every day I feel like going for a looooong drive( wish I had a chauffer and a car.) It rains in the evening as if the God is trying to quench someone’s thirst. Nights are dark and cool, as if just made for lovers to make a perfectly romantic date. The sunshine in the morning, ah!! As if God has wrapped you with a welcome warmth.

The sad thing is that I entered B’lore in a fever and then I got another one within 2 weeks of being here! Well thanks to my cold that has become a regular guest of my body. This time the cold decided to cook me up. Here’s the recipe of the preparation(I’ll also b putting in some of my technical writing skills out here.) so here’s presenting

Bangalore Bukhari

Ingredients

1. Meet (there’s just one piece so there’s option of quantity)
2. A nasty cold( preferably one that likes to stick by you for some days. Then it’ll ask cough to join in too)
3. Ice cream (we all scream for ice cream but after u’ve had it you won’t even be able to speak. Just one would do. In my case it was Mc Swirl. Yeah it’s the one with chocolate coating on it.)
4. Bangalore ki baarish(read it as rain)

Best Cooking time: on a Sunday

Method

1. Make Meet sleep through a cold night
2. Next day she’ll have a cold. Just make sure she doesn’t have any medicines that’ll disable the cold to strengthen its grip. You’ll know the cold is there by her constant sniffels
3. Make Meet do all things that can add to her cold, like washing clothes, apply facepack etc etc.
4. In the evening make her go wandering with her friend.
5. then send her just near a Mc Donald’s with big attractive boards of ice creams( even better if she’s not had any for ages)
6. Let her buy that ice cream, eat it, enjoy it!! It’s got cough hiding inside. The dish won’t cook until both cold and cough work together.
7. Once she’s had it send her out in the open with cold winds of Bangalore. (the Cold has now got the grip, the cough has also reached its territory. The cold wind’s nutrition to them!)
8. Now it’s time for God to soak this mixture. The night’s enough for that.
9. Note: At this point she’ll have some warm milk thinking this would deactivate the cold and cough. But don’t worry, that won’t work anyways.
10. Meet is now marinated for the bukhar. Let the night pass. The cold and cough are doing there work.
11. In the morning send Meet to class as usual. There’s she’ll be sitting in AC at 22 deg. C. the cooking starts up right here. N guess that doesn’t even require LPG!!
12. The weakness sets in. let Meet return home and lie down. While she’s resting turn up the heat.
13. By evening the temperature will go up apne aap. The bukhar is now well cooked. Its time now to put in some medicines.
14. Get Meet to take some medicines. She’s grown up enough to do those doctor chemist rounds herself.
15. She’ll hit the bed again. Now the recipe will slowly start releasing water (commonly its called sweat!).
16. For best results wait for her to release quite some water before making her get up.
17. The next day repeat steps 11 n 12.

Bangalore Bukhara is ready!!

I won’t say it’s an interesting dish. If you have any sympathies on Meet or you have a cold like this one don’t let this happen to u. In other words don’t b an idiot to go out and have an icecream when you know u have a cold and its only gonna worsen and don’t think popping an anti allergic medicine is gonna save you from a fever!

That’s all for now guys

Will keep you updated on any more news or recipies [;)]

Hey Bushy?? Hungry Kya?

Yup that’s wat we are asking? After ages of giving us ur Mc Donalds, Subs, US Pizzas and what not sum guy up there in America is extra concerned bout our diet… not coz they’ve been feeding us all this zero nutrition shit but coz our diet is causing a deficiency in their country. Wow! I dinno ppl love blah blah so much. But this infact is a big dhabba on blah blah. Just imagine, somebody can actually relate our diet to the deficiency in America? Well one thing I’ve learnt at my workplace is not to take names, so I will carry on my blah blah without taking names and with complete respect to Mr Concerned about our Diet( you know who… I’ll b referring to him as Mr. CAD in rest of this post)

So Mr. CAD this is to you, not to worry about our diets n Americans too coz

(a) I guess ur countrymen have a diet that’s big enuf( an avg American eats 6 times more than an Indian!!)
(b) It’s the low nutrition stuff they eat causes deficiency. Coz definitely if you eat a 100% fat and a 0% vitamin burger 10 times a day, deficiency nahi hogi to kya??
(c) If you still think we eat too much, I have some examples of skinny ppl out here. Make them stand with an American n u’ll know where the deficiency looks more likely to be. For ur reference I’ll cite some popular ones, Kareena Kapoor, SRK, Deepika Padukone, Shilpa Shetty, Ishant Sharma, Amrita Rao. There r more but I guess these must b enuf for the moment.
(d) The areas where deficiency exists is not coz we eat more but it’s coz u were more willing to spend funds on your campaigning instead of feeding those ppl.
(e) If there’s deficiency in the middle class, its coz you dissolve every inch of it, the way u make them work.
(f) You staying in White House there shoudn’t be a problem of food deficiency.

But yeah, it seems you haven’t been taking nutritious food. the deficiency of nutrients is acting on ur mind. Else this statement….??!!
Newayz for now all I can do is pray for your gud health and suggest you to have more of healthy food. Or probably I’ll try to work on my diet in the future…but that won’t b coz of ur statement but coz I need to lose on some kilos!! [;)].

N for my blah mates, Keep eating good, listening to good and speaking good( that we already do… blah blah blah :D). we really don’t need all those Mcs n subs for a healthy living but we can keep enjoying them without thinking that our diets cost on some ‘surviving-on-burgers’ American who is deficient on his grey cells( Mr CAD note that).

Keep blah blahing!

Cheers n God Bless!

Just for You, Shruti!

It seems you’ve been quite stressed out lately dear! A training going bad, loads of other frustrations and u don’t find the persons you need online to lighten the load on your head. Bloggin won’t help every time after all it’s a machine and even wen it tries to help the net starts acting up…phew it sure is a tough world!

Kabhi aisa ho to remember there’s a solution

Let me place that in advertising language

Kabhi ho hatash, life mein sab lage bakwaas, koi saathi na ho apke paas to na rahiye nirash

Call Meet anytime, anywhere at her no(i.e. my no. or msg me, or u can even giv me a missed call)

Mesmerising Meet( no Mazakiya Meet is better, definitely you don’t expect me to ‘mesmerise’ u) will come online to take away all you stress.

Jab chayiya koi meet then call Mazakiya Meet

Your smile is just a call away

To muskuraiye, na tusi ghabraiye, apna hausla badhaiye aur zaroorat ho to mujhe bulaiye.

Sasti( nah.. msg costs, std call costs will not work)
Sundar( ha ha ha big joke)
Tikayu ( that’s 1 thing I can bank upon)

Ting Tong [:D]

Lol… sacchi mein u can call me netime u need 2 talk, I’ll b online

Cheers n God bless
tc [:)]

In Blah Blah… lies freedom

In fact I blv blah blah is the most eternal expression of our freedom of speech. It’s versatile, convenient and most handy, be it any situation.
One can use it practically anytime. To complete sentences, to quote somebody word to word and you slip some words, if you don’t understand something…or can’t find words to your expression, to avoid speaking something that’s irrelevant or even censor your thoughts( yeah, if you fall short of swears and bad words, just try using blah blah… ) blah blah not only does the job, fitting in just perfectly wud do the job.

Your aid in verbal crisis, the perfect substitute, the unadulterated form of speech and the great saviour…anything said in its praise is less. The maker of ‘Blah blah’ we bow to you.

Jokes aside, blah blah is wat releases us, not only from the tension from wat to say and wat not, but also from how much to say. One can go blah blahin for hours together and trust me its fun, great fun.

Blah blah about the most serious topics or the most useless ones, the most hilarious and the most important ones, the most pleasing and irritating ones. Blah blah in the day, in night, dark or bright, on bed or sitting at the potty, with friends or enemies, gossiping or speaking in public, in your dreams or awake….huh! there’s no stopping blah blah.

And if it’s not yet enuf blah blah on the net. If Bush can utter the most useless things on earth, our blah blah is still of standard.

So here’s a blog for all of us that represents a movement… to move the world with our blah blah , show ‘em the power of blah blah. A ‘state of the art’ facility( sorry that’s a phrase that has to come in all my copywriting…a phrase that seems to be every client’s favourite…so u need not wrack your brains much on this!) by internet for us to express our best. So let yourself free, you’ve got the freedom, u’ve got the power, u’ve got blah blah( wow this is getting really dramatic …oops silly me again :P).

Ab se blog nahi blah blah karo…

Hey People! its time to usher the Blah Blah Blog

Hey People!
Hi , this is Meet, the new blah blaher of this wide wide blog world. and this is not just my blog… the makers of the constitution and webloggin have granted us all freedom of expression…so please feel free to comment. Let us all together celebrate the freedom and fun in blah blahing endlessly

But before that let me first thank my blah blah gods

Blah God 1- Shruti Fotedar, earlier my classmate and now my blah mate. Tho we din talk much in school, if by chance we ever meet online, let the earthquakes of this earth come and rock this world, our blah blah can go endlessly… J. She is also the one who actually has brought me to make my first blog. My blog title also is totally inspired by this blah goddess. Bless you Shruti… I’m sure our blah won’t end even if we get those 11 lives.

Blah God 2- Gagzman. Ya that’s wat I call him after his using this id for years together and a name that inspired my younger cousin bro to keep his name “sagzman”. Gagzman understood, sounds a tad bit cool too but “SAGZMAN”!!! lol. Newayz comin bk to the blah god. The newly discovered kaviraj has to his credit some extremely romantic and touching poems to his credit that r posted on his blog… He reminds me of that song,” Main Shayar to Nahin, Magar ae Haseen…Jabse dekha maine tujhko mujhko shayari a gayi…” ;)
Newayz, its turned out that now he’s become my poetry guru. Newayz guru keep writing those masterpieces…straight from the heart!!! Lots of luv n luck

Well the name that follows will bring many a sighs but just couldn’t leave him out.

Blah God 3- Shah Rukh Khan.. A total heart throb and a master at words, an excellent sense of homour… I can go on blah blahing about this man! But for now, in the interest of my totally-disgusted- by–SRK friends I’ll just keep mum and savour.

With this divine blah note I’ll sign off my first blog entry. There’s lot more to this blah blog… till my next blog, keep blogging n keep blah blahing!

Cheers n God bless! ( this goes to u Shruti, if ppl can’t value these wishes let them bark… we’ll also go on using till it becomes the language of the world! ya that gives me a topic for my upcoming posts)

Ab se blog nahi blah blah karo…