“Bugger, my thighs have become nice and hard. I was very thin before. But now my thighs and calves have become nice and strong and hard!”
“Then why don’t you take part in Mr. Bombay body building contest?”
“Shaaaks.”
“Bugger, go, take part, and tell that chic from Delhi and the other from Calcutta to come apply oil on you, bugger!”
“HAHAHAHAHA”
“You’ll win bugger, you’ll win! Then you can get a job in the police or as a railway ticket checker!”
“HAHAHAHAAHHA”
Check out photos from last year:
Never have I missed the opportunity to cast my vote. General Education Academy plays host on election day, be it central or state. And dry days begin a couple of days prior. Oft, I’ve run into neighbors at the polls. I met Dr. Akshay in 1999, the first time ever that I’d voted. “Hello, Geoffery, have you come to vote?”
Yesterday, I met the Gautam mother and daughter, strong supporters of the RSS. And Mr. Jay; a Congressman.
Somerset and T&T in the first ever Champions League T20 on the 12th of October 2009.
“We had some very good rehearsals, bugger. We worked very hard. But people must have been nervous. I was.”
Seamus’ debut performance was insane. Here are a couple of photos. Can you spot him? If Seamus becomes famous, these photos might fetch plenty money. Might even be in a museum some day.
Attention: this post is a Shaaaks commemorative.
Seamus stuck to his tasks. Of copywriting and theater. October would see Seamus act in a play, originally scripted in the 1950s. Oh, we’re in October. And the play is scheduled for this evening.
“16 hours it takes to make permanent dreadlocks. Now there is no time. So I’ll be getting temporary dreadlocks. With wax. I grew my hair long only because I wanted to get dreadlocks. Now though, there is no time.”
गणपतीचा दिवस, मी फोटो काडाला लालबागला गेलो होतो. बघा, फोटो बघा:
कसे आहेत फोटो संग माला.
Photos of Ganpati processions at Lalbaug in 2009. I just had to type in Devanagari script.
Sometime last week, I was walking down a popular residential colony when something smelt not right. Quickly, I realised that it was the smell of marijuana fumes. Some anti-social elements, American citizens of Indian origin were puffing away on lethal drugs. All of them were down on holiday.
Someone I know posted this today, fables about a popular youth festival in Mumbai in India. Sorry state of affairs. Somethings got to give.
FIN
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