tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56932627465490197412023-06-20T06:29:05.122-07:00me on meVISHAL V DESHPANDEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12131928541302100982noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693262746549019741.post-78097843318308448982009-02-14T07:56:00.000-08:002009-02-17T19:52:21.146-08:00UK calling!!!<div style="text-align: justify;">hi all,<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">and i landed in UK a week back... a wonderful experience so far... </div><div style="text-align: justify;">i tot <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">i'd</span> share it with you all here... it was the 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">feb</span> and all day since morning we're running around packing. that was a tiring job and challenging too! i had my set of "important" things to take. my mom dint want me compromise on the voluminous cooker and kettles and 3-4 spoons and ready-to-eat packs, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">garam</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">masalas</span>, the dip tea bags and the thermal wears, the countless towels and inner wears [;)]. the list dint end until it included the medicines and the innumerable warm wears and what not!!! i had a big list with me... and AIR INDIA dint want me to take more than 40 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">kgs</span>... that was more of a challenge! 4-5 trips to a shop with my filled luggage and weighing and removals and additions and again weighing left us exhausted and finally with the target achieved with so many things that i wanted left out at home :( no other options i had but to compromise with it... my friends and relatives started pouring in and the unending good and bad advices accompanied them. missing India feeling had already overtaken my nerves!! </div><div style="text-align: justify;">even now as i am writing this, I feel the smell of home :( </div><div style="text-align: justify;">various thoughts flew by my mind in the next few <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">mins</span>... in sometime i would be thousands of miles away from my parents, my home, my room, my buddies, my love, my bike, the Bangalore malls, the lip smacking <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">chaats</span> on the roadside where the sweat of the cook adds to the taste of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">chaat</span> ;) the long conversations with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Kulla</span>, Rag, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Nithin</span> and my closest buddies........... </div><div style="text-align: justify;">I had started feeling the vacuum yet avoided showing it up on my face knowing that I still could enjoy the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"last few never to return happy hours again"</span>. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">It was evening and more people at home now. I was rather feeling like a celebrity (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">hehehehe</span>....) </div><div style="text-align: justify;">There was more excitement in my relatives and friends than in me. High expectations in few eyes, a few felt something auspicious in continuously suggesting me and a few wanted me introduce me to some cute <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">ppl</span> who had come to see me off [;)] none seemed to miss me.... </div><div style="text-align: justify;">It was the dinner time before which we had a small yet memorable celebration [:)] </div><div style="text-align: justify;">all of us had dinner together and worth mentioning is that mom fed with her hand... :) I don't know why but feeling that this day won't come back again ever... </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Huh! was time to leave home now... Prostrated before god! I am <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">gratetful</span> to him for making this one more dream of mine come true... We all sat in the car and with a heavy heart and a filled throat I bid good bye to my place...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">emotions filled in our journey from my place to the airport. Rag did drive slowly yet we reached there well before time... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">quickly</span> ran through my memory lane recalling the moments spent in India right from my first crushes to my true love, my school days, the numerous scolding sessions by Rag and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Nithin</span>, the cold storage (though not been there more than twice) the unlimited skits and secret thefts at home ( chocolates guys!!! nothing more) 40 months of exploring myself in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">eBIZ</span>, the autographs! photographs!!! conventions!!! seminars!!! passes! STAGE!!! music! college days!!! movies! long calls at night!! bunking classes!!! running for 2-3 marks!! unlimited scolding sessions by parents (it was rather fun)!!! proposing and convincing... [:)] and jumping around when it was a "YES". the first drink, fights with friends!!! making up!!! and many others... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I could not stop that tear but allowed it to express myself!!! </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I checked in looking back at my people whenever possible from the huge glass building. Even the security asked me if this was my first time abroad!!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">hehehe</span>... I was in the international zone now! Security check and immigration was done. I was to wait for my flight to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Mumbai</span>. about in ten <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">mins</span> the flight's arrival was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">announced</span> and we were taken in a bus from the lounge to the Flight. the sight of the metal birds was magnificent and mindblowing!!! A beautiful air hostess escorted us into the jet. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">There I sat on the window side looking outside as the plane took off waving secretly to my people and place... As we went up i witnessed the city lights fading away slowly leaving a heavy lump in my throat...</div>VISHAL V DESHPANDEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12131928541302100982noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693262746549019741.post-14576322345288993632009-02-04T12:57:00.000-08:002009-02-04T14:41:10.187-08:00something memorable!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /><br /></span></i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I am sure many of you know I am flying to UK for 2 years,,, as you, many ppl have started missing me already and i am glad to know that :)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">something similar happened to one of my closest pal, Rag. and there was Amu too... the idea lender for the gift!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">i've known him for about 10</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">years now and trust me guys.... i've neva got a more meaningful gift than something he gave me some 3 hours back.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">caller</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">: dials (triiing trrrrriiiingggg triiiiingggg)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">receiver</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> : chakke!!! ( i am sure you all guessed the caller and the receiver...)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">ya... i called and rag received....</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">rag</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">: put JC on conference.... ( JC is Amu)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">triing trrriiing triiing</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">someone squeaked at the other end. anyone can guess it was JC!!! ;)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">rag</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">: lets mail that to vishal.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">JC </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">: hmmmm... no... lets print it out and give it to him. ( so,,, that was th first clue that these guys wanted to gimme something ;) you can expect such leak outs from JC.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">rag</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">: vishal vishal vishal open your mail box right away!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">me</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">: why guys? wats happening? ( trying to act as if i dint expect them to gimmme something or send me something)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">JC</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">: shut up and open your inbox! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">me</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">: alright guys...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">tak tak tak tak tak ( my keypad sound)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">inbox ( 1 unread)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">by raghavramaiah</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">click!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">there opened a mail </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">beautifully"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> and "</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">respectfully"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> addressed to me. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">i must say that my heart did melt for the words, the emotions and of course the hidden love!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">here it goes from the one and only Rag!!!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></b></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><b style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Kulla Reloaded!</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /><br /><br /></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">this poem that am writing,<br />is not thought igniting,<br />its for a person that i know,<br />who sways everyone with his glow<br /><br />He's no tall,<br />But as he enters there's a huge squall,<br />He's funny, he's serious<br />Yet most of the time he is delirious<br /><br />Wonderful times we had together,<br />Me kulla and nith<br />As akash sameer n sid,<br />We've grown and grown mature,<br />Still fighting hard for the future that's unsure,</span></span></i></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">As kulla prepares to leave<br />Shrugging up his sleeve,<br />Tying up his shoe<br />He will be gone soon, our Srivishu,<br /><br />We wish him all the luck,<br />Hope he gets to everything Unstuck<br />Let the lord see him as his own member<br />As we will always remember,<br />The three musketeers <br />srivishu srinithu n sriraghu!!</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /><br />All the best for everything in life kullle!!!</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">too good!!! thanks a lot rag!!! the best gift i ever got!!!! it feels great!!!!!! i suddenly ran thru those history pages of KV malleswaram, PU days and our unforgettable PU tuitions and equally memorable "CET CRASH COURSE" it was more of a "CRUSH" course. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">all i wanna say is that MISS YOU ALL GUYS!!!!!! </span></span></div>VISHAL V DESHPANDEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12131928541302100982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693262746549019741.post-49526304655564235462009-01-01T08:02:00.000-08:002009-01-01T08:55:39.393-08:00WELCOME 2009!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uM6tw7gkEY/SVz0NF8kRjI/AAAAAAAAABI/qXg7GuPfHVA/s1600-h/new-year-image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uM6tw7gkEY/SVz0NF8kRjI/AAAAAAAAABI/qXg7GuPfHVA/s320/new-year-image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286368568397809202" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">After such a long time I celebrated the new year night! I witnessed the Bangalore being lit in the dark night by the bursting crackers and rockets at the tick of 12!!! i dint want to say but engineering new year celebrations were done by romancing with books and wonder if next year VTU would spare us all! ( i am sure many of you will agree with me with that). thank god this year we made a good start enjoying with friends, talking that extra minute being carefree bout getting back to books only to vomit the next day morning!!!!<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I thank god that 2008 was great year for me with lotsa ups and downs. ups and downs are jst part of life! everyone's life. be it Obama or Shahrukh or Vishal! jus that how we react to them makes the life turn that way. I pray to god that many such wonderful, eventful and exciting years come ahead in our lives and we do our best to enjoy every moment on this earth. <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">neways this is not the normal blog. jus felt like writing my first blog of the year and wish all my friends </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">A HAPPY NEW YEAR AHEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></span></div></div>VISHAL V DESHPANDEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12131928541302100982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693262746549019741.post-91582450392719671132008-12-30T10:26:00.000-08:002008-12-30T11:53:42.733-08:00WELCOME ME TO THE WORLD OF NON-VEGGIES<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">hello everybody. its been long since my first blog. what I was doing all this while is a long running and exciting story. will write about that shortly. now, here i am with my 2nd blog (clap guys!!!) sharing my most never-imagined-but-did experience. its something which I couldn't stop myself from writing and sharing with you all about.<br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">it was on Dec 26 ( a very very special day for me). something unusual was running in my brain and wanted to do something different and worth remembering. both my friend and me met up in the morning at forum... just for time maro. roamed around the forum looking at the decorations around. jobless me got hungry... here's the conversation between me and my friend<br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">me : (thought a hundred times before opening my mouth) lets go to KFC</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">she : for wat? ( thats cuz i am a veggie)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">me : lets have chicken</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">no no! nothing exploded there. she threw a what-happened-to-you look at me! and i returned her a nothing-happened-to-me look.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">she : (little excited and more confused) what! why! you're a veggie! and wat happened to your vegetarianism? </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">me : no madam! just want to try once and see why the world is crazy bout chicken.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">she : cool! lets get in then. ( probably she was more excited than me)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">we got in and ordered for some 3 piece chicken and french fries. it was some token number 19 on the menu board. got the tray within no time and i held the tray in both hands, looked around the KFC. there were a host of chicken lovers munching on the mouth-watering fried chicken. "what if i made a fool of myself by throwing up?" shit! i got nervous right there. still, slowly gathered back my tempo and looked for a corner seat (for nothing wrong reasons you readers. just that no one could see a fresher learning how to even hold a chicken). but may be nature wanted me to be bold and found a seat right at the centre of the restaurant! oops!!! we sat and i scanned around and noticed people licking there fingers. there was one fellow in the corner all alone with a big tray in front and a leg piece in it. unknown that he was not the only on there, he ripped apart the flesh from his mouth as if the chicken had killed him in the previous birth and this man is taking its revenge! another young couple was sitting right next to us. they had probably never seen tasted a chicken for ages. they'd almost forgotten that the other person is sitting in front of them and kept tasting the chicken until bone was seen. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">likewise there were many around who i thought dint know how to eat a chicken. i secretly said to myself that i'd show them how to eat one. she looked at me. i looked at the plate. picked up a piece. she giggled! i dint bother looking at the challenge! my fingers felt some different menu but dint hesitate. got it near my mouth and..... i've this one bad/good habbit of smelling the menu if its new to me. i sniffed it quickly and found it pleasent! i made sure no one noticed me! hehehe... my mouth watered but tried to hesitate the new member to its taste buds! i just ignored all reactions and within a jiffy i opened my mouth and quickly took a bite! yes!!! i had done it!!! my inexperienced teeth took a lil longer to chew the new food. i dont know how did my throat and stomach and the whole digestive system react to the new intruder! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">did they accept it? or am i going to throw up between the people? my stomach may take longer to digest it. blah blah blah!!!!!!!! whatever it is i liked the chicken!!! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">while my brain was busy contemplating on all this, my fingers and mouth had by done the job well. and i even got a complement that i ate like a perfect non-veggie! ha!!! i looked all around again at the same people and secretly patted my back and said to others "look, this is the way you eat a chicken ;)"</span></span><br /></div>VISHAL V DESHPANDEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12131928541302100982noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693262746549019741.post-63087599225370661142008-12-01T03:40:00.000-08:002008-12-11T05:52:00.151-08:00MUMBAI!!!!! MUMBAI!!!! MUMBAI!!!!!<span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kuow.org/images/programs/081201_conv_240.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://kuow.org/images/programs/081201_conv_240.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Mumbai</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">, needless to say, the city of opportunities and dreams and exposure and what not! our parents and neighbours would in the recent past raise their brows and pat our shoulders whenever we decided to continue our next studies or career in the city of competition and opportunities, </span></span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">MUMBAI</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">! Alas, now the same city had to bear the brunt of some evil-minds, some master minds of the world demanding answers for their unanswered questions for long!<br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">the ruthless attack and hundreds of civilians faced their death right in the eye or rather were pushed to death. hundreds of those who were at the grandest hotel in the country least expected to end their holiday in a morgue... DEAD!!!!!! shit!!! last 3-4 days i was hooked on to the TV whenever i could. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">and </span></span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">just</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> the tot of it... me or my family go on a holiday to on of the best hotels in India, presuming it'd be safe and some gunmen just barge in turning the ballroom into a death bed and one of them is right in front of me pointing his arm against me, threatening to kill me! rather <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">i'd</span> be half dead imagining the next few moments!!!! the trigger is pressed and i take my </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">LAST BREATH </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">remembering my love for the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">laaaaassssttt</span> time before my heart gives up!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">and in that last breath I pray to god that this be my worst dream and wake me up from it!!!!! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">shit!!!! shit!!!! shit!!!!!!<br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">wat</span> i wrote here was just an imagination! a wild one! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Mr. Rulers!!!!! had it happened with one of your family <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">memebers</span> or you yourself!!!! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">last 4 days we have all been witnessing many fat asses in the big hot seats playing the blame game, meanwhile many innocent lives have been lost. Mr. rulers, instead of blaming each other till the next blast rips the whole country apart, take the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">responsibilty</span> for which you've been elected. i cant stop myself from telling this time that the buck stops with the rulers!!!!!! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">in the game of this politics where 100 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">ppl</span> are trying to prove 1000 of their points, its the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">janatha</span> which suffers. and the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Mumbai</span> episode was yet another <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">testimonail</span> to this. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">in the end i want to pay my tributes to all our true leaders who set an example of true love towards our country-men.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">the last sentence goes to all the martyrs who laid their lives!!!!!!!!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">THE WHOLE COUNTRY WILL REMAIN INDEBTED TO YOU... FOREVER</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div>VISHAL V DESHPANDEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12131928541302100982noreply@blogger.com11