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Showing posts with label prank. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prank. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

BLAST OFF.....

BLASTsss......

Not a new story at alll....
Its just like another daily affair for every Mumbaikar.....
Since the last 18 years...terror attacks 
A regular news to the ears of every Mumbaikar...
A regular sight to every mumbians...

Its as if you get out of your home for work in the morning biding bye to the loved ones...and your dead body awaits them in the evening


Our hearts weep for a span of time...later the life goes on...
The memories fade...but the injury still remains...

The 1993 blasts.....killed more than 250 ,,injuring
around 700
The July 11 2006 blasts was the worst when seven
major places in Mumbai were attacked...
The 2008 terror mishap....unforgettable for every
Mumbaikar


We just complaint about Kasab being not hanged to death...
We complaint about the Pakistan governments inactivity....

What else do we do???
and there,,, we tend to forget it all until we have another blast in the city as a remainder..

To remind us.........
"THAT MUMBAI IS NOT YET FREE FROM THE CLUTCHES OF THESE EVILS..."

Yes of course,,,now the post blast happenings are quite clear...
There will be strict security checking at almost every nook and corner...
Every other common man will be have his bag snatched and checked again and again by the cops..

My question is which terrorist will dare to enter a city where the blasts recently occurred..then what is the use of strengthening the security measures during the post blast scenario....????
if the security needs to be strengthened...keep it strong always...throughout the year


At one side Kasab's birthday is celebrated bursting blasts in mumbai...whereas at the other side...Indian judiciary is trying its level best to let Kasab live longer...

Leave Kasab to the mumbaikars...
Let us ,The Mumbaikars take the decision...
Why do we need to think upon the punishment to be assigned to Kasab...
??????????????

ITS QUITE CLEAR THAT HE IS AN ENEMY...RESPONSIBLE FOR THE LIVES OF MANY A INDIANS...THE BEST HE CAN AFFORD IS DEATH

So now many Facebook updates will express rage..
Many a twitterians will tweet the anger...
Many satyagrahis will starve against terrorism.....

But who??? who is to act???
Who is to invoke the government of our country...that its tooo late..to act

Where are the ample amounts of crores being used in the defence and security of the country???

IS THIS WHAT WE GET IN A COUNTRY WHERE THE DEFENCE SECTOR HAS ALL THE MONET INN???

DON'T WE EVEN HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE SAFE??

Friday, October 15, 2010

The wrong Neighbour

Since the last few days,, the are lot of rumours spreading in the GenY group of our apartment.
Ever since the vacant flat on the third floor was declared to be rented,,,we grew up many expectations!
The guys expected a cute looking sweet girl whereas the girls wished for a handsome young guy as the new neighbour.
So in order to make sure of the new neighbour, we thought of visiting their house and welcome them to our society.
ah!

Our new neighbor was indeed smart ,,,
She was cute....,,,,,but very young.....
So young that she stood there in her kindergarten uniform.

SO we had to adjust with this Extra young cute character......

but we soon realised that this new neighbour of ours (whom we now refer to as MIRCHI) is
THE COMPLETE PACKAGE

She is very interested in studies.
She is in the second grade....an hence wants us (the GenY) to teach her for the exams.

Yesterday she was reading aloud her history answer....

"Shivaji defecated the evil in Maharashtra."

"what.....!!!!!!!! areee....what are you speaking?????show me the book..."

the original sentence read like this:

shivaji defeated the evil in Maharashtra.

She was very much interested in misusing  the English language.

yesterday she was reading the news paper....

the minister conceived the other ministers in the party.

while the original news was:

the minister convinced the other minister in the party meeting.

Yesterday,,i was caught with cold and cough....
this was her suggestion to me....

you better eat mesidine. Kerosene  pain relief is better.

I was speechless.
Later I got it clarified from her mother.....

mesidine means medicine
and kerosene stands for Crocin

Her biggest trouble is that I call her a  tribal....(this is how she pronounces trouble).

Her recent contribution to Indian history is

Mahatma Gandhi is the father of denotion.

correct statement: Mahatma Gandhi is the father of the nation.

Mumbai is lactated in Maharashtra

correct statement: Mumbai is located in Maharashtra.

Thus god granted our wish.

we got the smart , cute, ENTERTAINING, girl as bold as a guy whom we proudly call,.................MIRCHI!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

FREEDOM

THIS POST IS IN RESPONSE TO THE BLOGADDA CONTEST





1.this is a scene outside the one of the renowned hospitals in the city.

FREEDOM TO SETTLE IN ANY PART OF THE COUNTRY





2.this a scene of the walls of the local train in the city

FREEDOM OF SPEECH AND EXPRESSION



3. ANIMAL RIGHTS







Wednesday, July 21, 2010

ABSOLUTELY, Not me!!!!!!!!!

The bell rang. As usual every students rushed out of the class as if they were just released from the concentration camp. She was busy searching for something in the pink jute bag that clinged to her left arm.
"archuu, what are you searching??"
"Ah! I found it, guys, see my new cell phone," .It was kept sandwiched between her textbooks.
" my uncle brought it from Dubai, my birthday gift , the latest model, its so handy and cute,,,,,,blah,,blah ,,,blah....."
She boasted about her phone as if she is is the only person with a mobile on the earth. Honestly many of us didn't like it
( think twice if you're gonna call this dislike as jealousy!)
soon, her phone blinked. she's got a new message.She struggled to manage with the unfamiliar keys on her new phone.
Hi! this is my new number, save it, do call sometimes,,--ur best friend!
Raising her eyebrows, she checked the sender and location.No idea!??. her finger ran fast on the keypad. a few seconds later , she received another message
'u don't remember me? hw can u 4get me? u were my best friend, at least thats wat i called u! :-( '
Archana was confused. That day she didn't bother to mind the gossips that we shared in the train while returning home. Her face seemed upset when she received another message from the same unknown number
'A daily thought…
A silent tear…
A Constant wish that u r near…
Words are few but thoughts r deep…
Memories of our friendship i’ll always keep!!
She hurriedly typed something in the text box, and waited for the reply. This time it went like this...'
i thought u must have recognized me.. we even met 2day morning at the railway station, u looked gr8 in your pink kurta. hope u will recognized me!'
Guys, if you stood in her shoes, wont u become restless???
The sentence above does not indicate archu's new shoe that her aunt gifted from states (that's what she said yesterday, well I had spotted the same in the chor bazaar).
Coming back, she tried with many 'who's this' text messages , only to get stupid friendship messages as reply.
Though this mystery troubled her and her new Dubai phone for many days , her best stranger friend has stopped messaging since the last two days. Now its her turn,, she has started troubling the unknown number with those stupid smses, followed with a who r u.
Archu, if you are reading this, then please do me a favour, stop sending those stupid smses.
My inbox is full, and my service provider is troubling me with those zero balance messages. And don't send me a threat mail. if you really want to do something , then recharge my mobile balance..i lost them aall because of your unknown friend!:-(