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 17:51 | 15/Aug/2008 |
| Pooja Bar | |
| Pooja Bar Dear Friends, this is neither about a Girl called Pooja, nor about a Bar, nor about a bargirl called Pooja.I mean exactly as I have titled this.And no, I did not fall in love with a Rakhee Sawant or Mallika Sherawat kind in the Pooja Bar.Read on. We started to construct our Bunglow in 83, and it took two years to shift in it.We were very excited , as no one in our 7 generations had ever made their own house brick by brick. We consulted half a dozen architects, they took the signing amounts, like the film stars and gave us the run for our money, and ultimately disappeared with the advance.Some gave us the designs, which were lousy.Ultimately we got one chap, who was not that popular, but gave us what we wanted. After we shifted in, we realized we had forgotton something.Mom said , “ Where is the Pooja Room “. Well we realized too late that a Pooja room is a must to please the Gods, otherwise calamities will occur.Well the Gods were kind to me and Harsha, maybe they were in a good mood, and spared us the ordeal.Thanks Boss. My Brother said, “ Where is the Bar “. That too I forgot, a must in my planning of things, but somehow The Pooja Room and the Bar, both got left out.Next house If I make these two will be a must. Now how to please the Gods, we pray once a year , at Diwali, that’s all.The other 364 days God comes to me in my sleep,asking for my welfare, I told him I am sorry I forget to place him, and he said “ Kamal I am in your heart, where no one can see me, good u did not make a Tamasha of me by keeping my statues of Marble, and praying loudly and disturbing my sleep., Like a lunantic.You just remember me, and I will be there, don’t make a spectacle of me.” So nice of the boss really.But anyway I had to keep some Gods, so at the entrance of my front door, in the verandah, we have kept Ganeshji or marble above the door, andit is still there after all these years.It is so high, over 8 feet I have never had the chance to go up and say Hi to Ganeshji.He is inside the hollow of the wall, and Birds over the years, specially sparrows come andlay their eggs at his feet, covering him with grass.And hundreds of deliveries have taken place at Ganeshji’s Feet. Well we made a small wodden stand , stuck to the wall where we have put up a few framed pictures of Gods.But there are so many Gods, and so little space, how does onemanage to please all gods eh ! But I went around the market, and some ingenious printers, have managed to put hundreds of Gods in one Picture.It is as though the gods are posing as a Group photo, like we do at the Weddings on the Stage.Somebody is sitting , some are standing, somebody is in somebody’s lap, and so on, and I paid 10/- for that wonderful picture, and I burn 4 aggarbattis to the bosses first thing when i go to office, say my thanks and get on with work. And when I want something from the Lord, I burn two more aggarbattis, well after all thisis a materialistic world isn’t it, after all in life too we have topay something under the table, to get our work done faster, so I do it the aggarbatti way.And he listens really.My God is reasonable. For the Bar, well I have a cabinet in the Drawing Room, where a small portion I stock my Liquor Bottles, a make do arrangement really.I have a very wide collection of liquors, ranging from all the imported Brands, the Vodkas,Scotch,Wines,you name it I have it, couresy my brothers and NRI cousins, they know what pleases me.But I hardly drink that, just my poor Indian Royal Stag, and wait for someone worthy to come home, so I too can have the Amrit called Black Label with them. But I need not worry about missing the Pooja Room and the Bar.Previously when we had to show our home to any newcomer, we used to show the Pooja Rooms, these days the trend is to show the guests the Bathrooms, which I did not forget to construct, so that makes up for the lapses of the past. And the Bathrooms are now 25 years old and due for renovations totally.Harsha has been after me, and so has Sita, well I will do it this year itself.But the bathrooms are still functional, and I have kind of got used to them.I feel it is a waste of good hard earned money, to spend on new Bathrooms, where even if u buy a Japanese 1 lakh Kamot, or the pot as u call it, u will only shit, and nothing else.But who is to explain this to my family. And since I will spend money to renovate the bathrooms I must have them inaugurated by someone, but cutting the ribbon and using the pot first, and we will stand and clap as is the custom these days . But I cant find anyone to inaugurate them.Who will do that among u, my friends ! I will send u a AC Train Ticket, everything paid for, and I will give u a copyof the photographs too which we will take out at the inauguration.Anyone Ready ! KAMAL MAHTANI
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| 18:08 | 11/Nov/2006 |
| Assets | |
| AssetsWe all have Assets.A home ,Jewellery,bank balance,Cars,are some things we are proud of and call them Assets.But look here what the hollywood sisters Jessica and Ashlee call their ASSETS.The elder Sister Jessica Simpson has confessed that she loves her" bouncy" friends.Now its her younger Sister Ashlee,who has claimed that "my boobs are buea...
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| 18:05 | 11/Nov/2006 |
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| Charity Charity is giving away money that you don’t need in order to secure a place in heaven that u do need.There was a song in the sixties movie "Tum Ek Paisa Doge, Woh Dus Lakh Dega "(You give 1 paise in Charity,The lord will give you a Million Bucks)Now 100 paise make a Rupee, which is the lowest a beggar will accept these days.So if for 1 p...
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| 18:02 | 11/Nov/2006 |
| Too much Hype | |
| Too Much HypeThese days Newspapers need Breaking News.They will go to any lengths, to pry in to the private lives of celebrities,who too at times are hands in glove for free publicity.But the end results are not always pleasant.Lets look at a few cases Britney Spears - She is divorcing her Second husband,after having given birth to their second ...
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| 17:56 | 11/Nov/2006 |
| Dead Right ! | |
| Dead Right !Todays Newspaper had a very interesting article Regarding how the Mexicans celebrate the Anniversary of their Dead Ancestors.The Celebrate the dead twice---November 1 and 2.Day one to remember the Little Angels,day two to welcome the old back into their homes.The burial spot was converted into a place of reunion with the sould of thei...
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| 17:53 | 11/Nov/2006 |
| Scoop The Poop | |
| Scoop the PoopEconomic Times dt 9/11/06, page 24 reported that in Chandigarh, a law is being passed, where by you will pick up yr dogs poop after he does his big job on the streets,otherwise the owner will be fined.This has brought the dogowners together,who say when humans can pee and shit on the roads,there is no fine for them,so why for the d...
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| 14:41 | 6/Nov/2006 |
| Words of Wisdon - part 6 | |
| Words of Wisdom - Part 6Some proverbs which are my personal favourites.I hope u like them as much as I do.I would love to read your favourites too.So please contribute freely.Thanks.WELSHA good neighbour is better than a brother miles away.If thou would have praise, die.Jest with your equals.No man is good unless others are made better by him.SCO...
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| 14:37 | 6/Nov/2006 |
| Interesting Matrimonial Ads | |
| Interesting Matrimonial Advts My wife wonders why I read matrimonials on Sundays. when Im already married.But i am on the lookout for spicy matrimonials, a few examples are as under.I always wonder,if the guy or the girl are so beuatiful,slim fair,gora or gori,why do they have the eed to advertise.They should be flooded with proposals form nei...
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| 10:37 | 27/Oct/2006 |
| Amusing Epitahs | |
| Amusing and Satirical Epitaphs - Part 1 These are some amusing Epitahs written on the Tombstones.1) This World's a city full of crooked streets,Death is the market-place where each one meets,If life were only merchandise to buy,The rich would live - the poor,alone,would die. 2) Some have children,some have none,Here lies the mother of twenty-one.3...
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| 10:35 | 27/Oct/2006 |
| Words of Wisdom - part 1 | |
| Words of Wisdom - Part 1 Indian ProverbsBe first at a feast.and last at a fight.Do not neglect your own field and plough your neighbour's.He who let go his hold after climbing a tree and he who borrowed money to lend,come to grief. ITALIAN PROVERBS At the end of the game,the king as well as the pawns go into the same bag.Better an ass that carries...
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| Naveen Gopinath | 10:09 | 23/May/2008 |
| Friends: (78)
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| THis is India.... |
| I read this on rediff its great to know about india ( its bit lengthy still worth reading...)'My daughter went to India with stars in her eyes' Ruby Banerjea May 22, 2008Last summer, my elder daughter announced she wanted to go to India for a semester, for a study abroad program in Ahmedabad, Gujarat."Who else is going?" I asked."No one; it's only ...
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| Madhavan PK | 17:15 | 11/Aug/2008 |
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| Counting Sheep |
| I count sleep, the ability to hit the bed and doze off for upwards of seven hours as one of my foremost blessings. And I can do this on a train or bus, in a new or old environment, head facing east or west. May be I counted my blessings too soon. There is nothing more blissful than a dreamless sleep. You are fresh next morning ready to tilt your a...
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| Sandeep Ozarde | 10:47 | 26/Oct/2007 |
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| The Real Shopping-Cart Revolution |
| Five hundred years of progress packed into a sack of flour.By J. Bradford DeLong, Wired MagHere's some food for thought.A smart shopper can buy a 5-pound bag of Gold Medal flour for 69 cents. That's enough to feed three people for a day - 7,500 easy-to-digest, relatively nutritious, and potentially tasty calories. All for less than 0.7 percent of a...
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| jasmeet singh | 09:49 | 12/Jun/2008 |
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| Re_locate |
| Dream, reality...nightmare? The grime under his chipped fingernail is inky black as he points in the direction he wants me to take. "Sirji aap gol chakar se dahiney haath mud jao, phir ring road se outer ring road ko ho lena...bas." He has a belly that I can rest my breakfast tray on, a handlebar moustache that coils funnily at the tips and a dark ...
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| raj sharma | 13:18 | 27/Dec/2007 |
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| NEW YEAR |
| NEW YEAR........NEW YEAR….A TIME FOR RESOLUTIONS ,FOR INTROSPECTION…..WHERE WE ARE, WHAT WE ARE ,WHAT WE WANT TO DO, WHAT WE WANT TO ACHIEVE , WHAT WE WANT TO ACQUIRE,WHAT HABITS TO DITCH AND WHAT BONDS TO ADD AND THE LIST IS ENDLESS. PERHAPS WHY WE WAITED TILL NEW YEAR….WHY WE COULD NOT IMPLEMENT SUCH GOOD THINGS EARLIER. WISH WE COULD MAKE...
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| amazing santro | 16:50 | 22/Jan/2008 |
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| Kabhi yun hi…Baithe baithe..Ek kagaj par..Kuchh berang chitr banaye the..Aur rakh diya tha useKahin kisi kitab ke andar.. Aj mahino bad..Dhul jhaadi thi..Us kitab ki..Aur yun hi..Khole the uske panne.. Wohi kagaj gira tha niche..Uthaya to dekha..Un chitro ne bhi..Mahino gujaar liye hain.. Jo poudha banaya tha..Us par naye phul aa gaye hain..Aur ku...
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| Joy Kaidharath | 09:07 | 21/Nov/2007 |
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| This MAY BE LAST POST FROM ME, IT ALL WI... |
| This may be my last post, depending on the out come of the decision of Justice Radhakrishnan and Justice Dalvi at 2.30 p.m. Case detail is given in the image which is given at the end.If this is the last post, then see you in the next world (if what the religions teach is truth). If not, then it does not make any difference, because then, we will...
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| Baldeo Pandey | 14:33 | 7/Aug/2008 |
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| Never Alone |
| Inhaling aroma of her presence,Feeling her touch with cool breeze,With closed eyes,Peacefully accepting her existence….Tears start rolling on cheeks….Midnight,When entire world sleeps…She creeps in the life,Days of laughter,Day dreaming,Vanishing in one-another….Time strands for a while,Letting her memory to reflect on the canvas….Never alone,She,H...
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