Jab koi Bath bigad jaaye..

Al ol' friend Murphy once said, "If something can go wrong, it will."

Aeons later, P. Marshall Jr. (of 'The Law of Diminishing Intellectual Futility' fame) struck gold when she figured another bunch of life's bitter truths which she now proudly & collectively calls 'P. Marshall Jr.'s Laws'.

She will dispense these truths, from the 'Laws of Baths' series, now..

Laws of Baths:

• If the telephone/ doorbell/ mobile phone must ring, it will ring about a minute and a half after you have lathered up
• The (bath)room temperature of (bath)H2O will be dreadfully high during summer & shockingly low during winter, as much to your discontent as to mine
• Shower gels/ body washes will smell pleasant for only about six days after you've opened the seal. They will never smell as pleasant on your skin as they seem to on the skimpily clad woman's skin in the splendidly wondrous advertisement on the television. [Exception to the rule: Soap bars, they hardly ever smell good anyway. Exception to the exception: Dove soap, it smells exceptionally good]
• If the shower gel/ body wash/ soap bar can run out (cross reference with 'running out of toothpaste while brushing your teeth') during your bath, it definitely most certainly will
• A bad (bigdaa hua) bath => lack of zest & inspiration => bad day. Ergo, a good bath is essential for the wellbeing of all mankind

Jab koi bath bigad jaaye, jab koi mushkil pad jaaye, please de dena towel mera, O humnawaab..

Cheers. Keedas. Peace.

:)

PS: Currently crooning 'Hey Ya' from Karthik Calling Karhik. It makes you song-singing, foot-tapping, fingers-snappingly happy!

Bombay brawls..

[Bombay - It never gets old huh? - Nope. It kinda makes you wanna break into song.. ;)]


Purple bus. Flashy new train. Crazy untimely Bombay rain.
Foot non-path. All their wrath. Luke-warm vanilla summer bath.
Bandra fish smell. A wishing well. B W S to the L.
Open sun roof. Women aloof. Traffic-jam-fight: calling truce.
Terror strikes. Open mics. Messy curly or mini spikes?
Where trains roll. Buses brawl. The 'sky walks'. But the roads crawl..



Cheers. Keedas. Peace


PS: Feels great to be back. And to resume with, what's more inspiring than Bombay, haan?

PPS: Outta the 4 people reading this (*waves at Muddu*), for those who haven't heard the Discovery Channel's extremely singable/ hummable commercial - 'Boom de yada!', which starts with - "It never gets old huh? - Nope. It kinda makes you wanna break into song..", here it is!

And those who haven't heard David Gray's 'Babylon' really really must have a listen!

To winter! Brrrr.. :)

Pyromaniac

An incense stick burns
at the white mini-spaceship overhead
Its beeper meekly beeps
The red light's obediently red
"The fire alarm works fine, Sir,
your cabin's checked.
Just keep the smoke detector on",
the office boy said.
He heard the boy, asleep with his eyes open, but His heart bled

And the next thing He knew, His desk was a pyre.
Now He wished the office copies were unceremoniously cremated there
Or that He could get a sub or a temp from somewhere
Or that just tomorrow, He'd be free as a bird to retire.
Hari Sadu had just canned His sabbatical-in-the-making.
Burning mad, He spitefully hated that liar
And although the smoke-D had failed to catch it,
His roof, his roof, his roof was on fire..












To office goers,
Cheers. Keedas. Peace.

=)

We jaywalk, sing & go radio ga ga!

While most Mondays are messy, some are less painful than the others. What makes them less painful? Jaywalking & good music. Jaywalking is easy & a lot of fun. In fact, jaywalking is mandatory here. Only a successful jaywalker gets to office/college in time.

What is even more fun than jaywalking is getting to hear a killer song on the radio while just surfing through the presets. It is not uncommon to find people like me, swiftly walking the throbbing roads, skip in the step, singing along unawares with 'Jaane kyun', 'Genda Phool', 'Twist' or 'Desi Girl'.

A notch above a killer song on the radio is a killer song in the BEST bus in-house entertainment service & when you hear (& watch) 'Ek chatur naar' from 'Padosan', on your way to a Monday morning in office, things start looking up. And lines like 'o rey ghodey, aumko godaa bola; aye nigodey, aumko gaali diya ji; badi dekhi teri chaturaayi..' keep playing in your head, thus helping you retain your sanity! Such happenings make you forget how disgustingly non-chivalrous a society ours is. More on that another time.

Well, here's to Mondays & good music. And a belated Yappy Budday to Pancham 'Boss' Da. And the laser show that just got done at the sea-link was quite a spectacle; looks like this is not such a bad Monday after all!

Cheers. Keedas. Peace.

PS: Almost all of us get the new-week blues but Pandey prefers the 'Monday morning Bru's instead! :D As for me, I don't mind most Monday morning brews either :P

When people talk

Blind humour:
Me (with an eye infection): Arey, which bus is that?
Muddu: Seven O seven
Me: Oh ok. Mumbai's very own Double O Seven, Bond vehicle
Muddu (long pause): Die
Me: Yes. But another day :)


And while we're talking about talking (crap) I won't be surprised if these conversations really do happen. All these couples & wannabe couples in the library nah..

Guy: So are you done with Company Final Accounts?
Girl: Yes, why?
Guy: Oh good. Then can you help me tally the balance sheet of my life?

Guy (to Girl): So.. Wanna go out for coffee? Friday evening? Friday, the 12th of June, that is..

PS: For all the happy people, 12th June is when exams end, by the way.