Goa... Here We Come...

You know what guys... The time has come... The G-Day (Goa Day) has finally come... We are all ready to rock GOA... Right here Right now I am at the Hotel Kandu International. Some species of the Animal Kingdom viz. Rehan, Ali, Anna, Nirav, Kandu, Atul and last but not the least... Paichaan Kaun???? Arre ME re... :-D are having a blast here.

Tandoori chicken, Chicken Lollipop, Chicken Tikka, Reshmi Kebab, Seekh Kebab, Chicken Afghani, and our favourite.... hmmm.. Pizzas.. were not here. But we satisfied our hunger with a few vegetable sandwiches and a huge family pack of Vanilla icecream bought by none other than Nirav Gala.

We are missing Kandu. Kandu is busy packing his bags in the Living Room while we are having fun in his bedroom. Loud Music playing, Photo shoot being conducted by Atul and now Rehan has gone to the Living Room to call ... Paichaan Kaun???? The rest of us are impatiently waiting for the clock to strike 4:00 a.m. We have to reach Thane station to catch the Jan Shatabdi.

Everyone is dreaming about the lovely time we are gonna have in Goa. The lovely golden sands, clean beaches, blue waters, wine and music, red sunset, pretty gals (expecting firangs), and oh yes.... the Goa Carnival. We all are deciding and chalking out the plans coz we dont want to waste any time making plans in Goa.

Today is 26th Feb 2006 and I started blogging on 25th Feb 2005. Its been exactly a year and to commemorate the success of this blog, we are all going to Goa for the Goa Carnival. Another excuse to ENJOY for the Animal Kingdom...
So, all you guys... by the time you read this we might have reached the beautiful beaches of Goa. Yeh masti jo yahan chaloo hai.... Kandu ki Mummy ko nahi hai pata...

The story in Goa will unfold after I come back. Hopefully it will be as exciting as last time... Ambe and his connecting chaddi (Naveen) will miss all the fun.... We will be back in Mumbai on March 4th (not sure yet... some of us including me are planning to settle there)...

A Shy Guy from Comps...

I have known this guy since the last 10 years. Almost a decade. Both of us went to the same school, same junior college, same engineering college and believe it or not – same work place as well. I must say Tarun has been lucky all these years to enjoy my company. As they say… All Goods things come to an End… and it did one fine day when I left my work place.

Well… this post is not about me… It’s about the B'day Boy Tarun… Tarun Amembal.. Lovingly (Pyaar se…) we also call him Ambe (derived from his surname), Mango (English translation of Ambe), Mangolal (another Hinglish term fro his surname), Lambu (thanks to his height), Comps (from the Mand Computer Branch) and many more…

Tarun has been THE most famous guy in the college campus. There is hardly any student in the college who does not know him. Atleast, he was THE most famous guy amongst the girls. According to the Animal Kingdom statistics there were (wait lemme count) 4 gals who were mad about Tarun. I don't want to begin a new controversy by namimg the gals. Hmm… For the guy who did not have to try too Hard...

He was also the first guy in the college who stripped on the stage in a fashion show event. Hold on gals… he just stripped down to his waist. I wish I had that snap so that I could put it up here. Tarun has been my room partner during our 4 years of engineering college days in Dombivli. I along with Bawa have been witnesses to his funny antics. One of them happened late in the night when we had newly shifted to our room.

That night, we were in deep slumber, when suddenly Tarun started blabbering something. Bawa asked him what was troubling him so late in the night? Tarun replied, “Shampoo Upar ke shelf mein hai…” We both were confused. Asking him the same question again gave us the same reply. So, we asked him, “Shampoo kyon chahiye?” And the reply we got was, “Fir bhi re…” This marked the end of the mid night conversation and Tarun went off to sleep as if nothing had happened.

Exams or no exams - it made no difference to Tarun. He was always found dozing. And when he was awake he was always found eating. So, you can say that eating and sleeping were his favourite hobbies. Another of his famous incident happened during our exams. Myself and Bawa (I am not sure about him but I surely was) were studying hard as usual. And Tarun was dozing off as usual with a book dangling pre cautiously from his hands. This was nothing new to us. Whenever he sat down with a book, this was bound to happen. Either the book would fall down or his head would bang against some object. And then Tarun would glance at both me and Bawa. If he found neither of us watching him, he would continue to doze off but if one of us had been a spectator to his stunt, then he would simply take off his spectacles and go to sleep after telling us, “Bahut neend aa rahi hai yaar… 15 mins mein jaga de…” But we knew that waking him up would be a futile attempt.

If I go in detail describing his sleeping incidents, a minimum of 3 posts can be dedicated to this guy alone. But I can’t resist describing one more incident. Tarun will kill me for this. But here it goes. Once Tarun and his dad had gone to check out a room for our stay in Dombivli. The room was devoid of any furniture except for Tarun’s favourite furniture – The BED. His dad asked Tarun to stay in the room while he went down and purchased something. When his dad returned, he found that Tarun had locked the door from inside. Even repeated ringing of the bell failed to open the door. Finally, the neighbours came to the scene on hearing the commotion. Upon knowing the story they asked his dad to peep into the flat through their balcony. Thankfully the flats in that building were built in such a way that the 2 flats had adjacent balconies very close to each other. When his dad peeped inside, he found Tarun lost in his dream land and snoring his way to glory. Little did his dad know that even a wait of 5 minutes acts as chloroform and puts Tarun to deep sleep.

Well, to be frank no matter how much Tarun slept, he always managed to clear his exams with flying colours. This only indicates 2 possibilities. Either Tarun was very smart or the portion of Computer Engineering was very simple. Since the former seems unlikely, I guess Computer Engineering is very easy. Hahahaha ;-D.

Right now Tarun is in San Diego and maybe missing the Animal Kingdom. But I know what he misses the most. Pani Puri….. So, here I present to you...

The EATER...
The DOZER...
The POSER...

And Tarun... he cant escape hungry animals waiting for him... We all are waiting for him to return so that we can celebrate his Birthday in style... 24th Feb... the day Tarun was born. So guys, after we come back from the Goa Carnival, we have one more party waiting for us and this time all the expenses will be borne by Mr. Tarun Amembal (Comps guy- adopted by Telecomm). HOLLA to this one...

The Room War!

Well…. I am back guys… I wasn't gone into hibernation… but was just busy and loaded with work… Well… enough of dumb excuses… the real reason was that whenever I sat down to write a post… my good old friend Mr. Yahoo Messenger showed a friend online… and that was the end of the post and start of a marathon chat.

But today… it won’t be that way… coz it’s Saturday morning and my computer clock shows 9:30. All the animals must be snoring away… Sab aalsi log… Let the sleeping animals sleep…

A special note to my 2 friends who have tagged me… Mallikbhai and Rathna… Hey guys… gimme some time and I will respond to your tags… At the moment, I want to dedicate this post to my room partners again…

This post is another from the Series of my post “The Room Partner”. I had already warned my room partners… So, I thought this is the right time…

After staying in the Pigeon Hole for a long time… we (Anna and I) decided to break free and find a new room near our college… Tarun decided that he had enough of staying in that pigeon hole and travelling from Mira Road to Dombivli was a much better option. Soon, thanks to Ameya our Manager, and courtesy his uncle, we got a room close to the Highway. This room was definitely worth calling a room.

It was time for us to shift our luggage. Our luggage was the same… One big bag of Engineering Fanatic Books with some Text Books thrown in for mental satisfaction and one small bag for clothes. Our room was located on the 3^rd floor and Ameya and Sagar were to be my new room partners. Apart from Sagar, the 3 of us were from the Telecommunication branch. Sagar was a student of Chemical branch. As usual he had to bear the brunt of our jokes on Chemical branch and our continuous harassment.

Apart from my room partners, our next door neighbour was a comic character too. The whole day we could see him smoking cigarettes. I think if he stopped smoking one day he would contribute to 5% less air pollution and 10% loss to the Tobacco industry. I can imagine him like the Steam Railway Engine who continously chugs along by letting out a trail of smoke behind. I had nic named him the CHIMNEY. Forever Smoking.

Well coming back to my room partners, I can vividly remember an incident that is very difficult to forget. Actually there are many... but this one is special. As usual, all of us were err.. studying (Seriously... Animals...Believe it or Not). That day, Sagar seemed to be in the Keedas mood. First he started off by throwing a piece of paper around. We rolled the paper into a ball and threw it back to him. This continued for some time till the paper balls grew bigger and bigger in size. Finally, Sagar upgraded to a newspaper missile and started throwing it around.

This time, all of got into the mood. We started throwing all that we could find on Sagar. But he managed to find an old TV showcase cover and used it as a shield. We were left exposed to his missiles in a tiny room. Suddenly, Ameya got a brainwave and shouted…”Saala …Chemical….Telecomm pe hamla kar raha hai…” This is a famous war cry of the Animals group and it was enough to launch a Telecom army. This war cry is very much similar to “Akraman….” Or as “Marathi Manoos Jaga Ho…” is for the Marathas. And as soon as Ameya gave out a war cry… we got up fully charged against a feeble Chemical guy. And poor Sagar was terrified. He knew that Ameya had uttered a line that had spelled his doom. He just got up and ran towards the kitchen. In the meanwhile, Ameya picked up my smelly sock and put a roll of paper in it. Then swinging my sock like Sourav swung his shirt at the Lords… he started running after Sagar.

Sagar just managed to close the Kitchen door and was successful in keeping us out. We were like those hungry lions waiting to pounce on a terrified lamb. Banging the door, shouting, yelling and stomping the floor, we are just at the peak of the excitement and suddenly we heard our door bell ring. Pin drop silence. We all ran to the Living room... adjusted the matresses and picked up a book each and sat as if we had been reading since ages. Ameya opened the door and saw a furious CHIMNEY standing at the door. He just peeped inside with a cover of smoke. All of us were panting and sweating profusely with a book in our hands. He asked Ameya, “What was going on?” And Ameya just managed to utter, “Nothing uncle…we were busy studying.” He just gave us a warning and left. After the door was closed... we all burst out laughing.

All the Masti from the ringing of the door bell... adjusting the mattresses... to us running around to find a book, and opening of the door by Ameya hardly took 10 seconds. But the best was yet to come. We noticed that all of us were sitting with a book in our hands but all Anna had was a newspaper in his hands. Saala Anna nahi sudhrega re tu…