DICTION.....
FOUL: the stench that hits you, almost straight away, as you walk into a KFC, reminding you why exactly you gave up on non-veg.
TOUGH LUCK: having to part with a whole hundred bucks to an autowallah on the lame excuse of not having any change.
BITCH: an evening wasted in having the unfortunate pleasure of meeting some random non-delhiite who claims of knowing the city inside out, when all he really is acquainted with are flashy clubs, gaudy lounges and expensive eateries………. “Uh.huh, so where do you guyz hang out”.
ENGLISH: something that has nothing to do with intellectuality.
INTELLECTUAL: Nandlal, the rather vibrantly flamboyant paanwallah across the street who quotes Ghalib and can tell you exactly what kimam is, why it smells the way it does and precisely what significance did it hold during the ‘Mughal Raj’.
EDUCATED: the south Indian eunuch (on TV the other day) working with an AIDS NGO, wonderfully explaining the situation of HIV in India, comparing it with “accidentally scattering scores of pea grains on a land much too fallow”.
LITERATE: our friendly neighborhood chowkidar, who after getting extensively pissed (pun intended) on a few jhuggiwallahs, constantly using the campus back wall for peeing purposes, picks up a few pieces of coal and etches out the following graffiti on the said wall: -
GADHE KE POOT
YAHAN MAT M***.
OHNEST: A certain autowallah, who calls out to me from across the road, jumps off, runs athwart (dodging the heavy traffic), sticks his hand down a filthy pocket producing a few bucks he owes me from an already forgotten ride. “arre duniya abhi bhi aise hi to nahi chal rahi naa, kuch ko to haath dena padta hai”.
FAST FOOD: paneer masala dosa at the battered bus stop near Jantar Mantar. Service- takes 2 to 4 min. tops depending on your vocal ability to shout your order across.
QUIRKY: this from the back of a taxi- NAIKY KAR OR JOOTE KHA
MAINE BHI KHAYE, TOO BHI KHA!!!
NICE: here………………..
TOUGH LUCK: having to part with a whole hundred bucks to an autowallah on the lame excuse of not having any change.
BITCH: an evening wasted in having the unfortunate pleasure of meeting some random non-delhiite who claims of knowing the city inside out, when all he really is acquainted with are flashy clubs, gaudy lounges and expensive eateries………. “Uh.huh, so where do you guyz hang out”.
ENGLISH: something that has nothing to do with intellectuality.
INTELLECTUAL: Nandlal, the rather vibrantly flamboyant paanwallah across the street who quotes Ghalib and can tell you exactly what kimam is, why it smells the way it does and precisely what significance did it hold during the ‘Mughal Raj’.
EDUCATED: the south Indian eunuch (on TV the other day) working with an AIDS NGO, wonderfully explaining the situation of HIV in India, comparing it with “accidentally scattering scores of pea grains on a land much too fallow”.
LITERATE: our friendly neighborhood chowkidar, who after getting extensively pissed (pun intended) on a few jhuggiwallahs, constantly using the campus back wall for peeing purposes, picks up a few pieces of coal and etches out the following graffiti on the said wall: -
GADHE KE POOT
YAHAN MAT M***.
OHNEST: A certain autowallah, who calls out to me from across the road, jumps off, runs athwart (dodging the heavy traffic), sticks his hand down a filthy pocket producing a few bucks he owes me from an already forgotten ride. “arre duniya abhi bhi aise hi to nahi chal rahi naa, kuch ko to haath dena padta hai”.
FAST FOOD: paneer masala dosa at the battered bus stop near Jantar Mantar. Service- takes 2 to 4 min. tops depending on your vocal ability to shout your order across.
QUIRKY: this from the back of a taxi- NAIKY KAR OR JOOTE KHA
MAINE BHI KHAYE, TOO BHI KHA!!!
NICE: here………………..
posted by all meshed up at
10:14 AM
9 Comments:
aha was expecting to be featured under the bitch category.. but i guess perks of u knowing that i am probably reading this or maybe just becuase u r too saint like to do that
regarding the post ... (self is surprised at saying this ) genralisations and putting things under definations be it conventional or non- conventional is dangerous and derogatory something u learn while being trained to critically analyse literary text ( which in its own self is a load of crap i say ).. cheers
Putting things under definitions does not cage one’s intellect (at least does nothing to mine), it’s just my way of putting things into perspective. Unlike some people I just don’t prefer a blurred opinion. And sweety the bitch part has nothing to do with you
NEWSFLASH: this blog is about me not about you.
Hmmm, sometimes you wonder. Isn't it funny. But there are things that stick like this buzzin in your mind. I quite like this post. Cheers...
well... what can i say???
U ROCK !!
ah! well now wht can I say(blush..blush..bat-my-eyes..bat-my-eyes)very kind of you tanuj.thnx.
jerry-i guess so.but then its a welcome change to have something so reassuring buzzin around in their(instd of the usual mudle)
true...(not writing much, howcome?)
:-)
dilli ki yaad dila di!
making me feel faraway, so close.
thanks for this. i would love to meet the paanwaala when next i return.
jerry- well am still the nerd stuck in school so you can imagine how most of my time goes in figurin out the god damned nuances of quantum physics and organic chemistry (and the rest of it in mulling over how to get a life, the one that dsnt involve doin all this crap)but yeah sure now that i have my own set of 'readers'(wink), i'll look into it.
anand-he he, i can imagine how you feel. and sure ill try fixin up a date. maybe the three of us can have dosas at the said bus stand.
I perfectly understand. But you have to realise, the nerds are a lot cooler now than hey were in the 80s. Brilliant, you're writing so well and that too in school. Cheers, and keep filling it up.
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