Sagar, 3 Idiots and his M.T.P

"yaar this brand is too strong, u shudnt have brought this brand i had given u one work and u screwed it up that also, shame on u sagar" samrat angrily spoke to sagar. "but what were the options left, u call me at 945 , 15 mins shy of closing and expect kingfisher!! u know these days in summer the stock gets over very quickly, be happy that u have atleast got something to drink" sagar retorted back


this was the fag end of the semester and sagar and sammy boy as ppl call him being in their last semesters respectively had planned to become high as it was the starting of the weekend except these two every other soul in iit were busy preparing for their end sems .


"so wassup with u these days ur friend batti met yesterday and asked me abot ur whereabots, where were u till yday locked up in ur own cosy little dirty little room away from the rest of the mankind, this thing of urs pisses me off like anything wy cant u change , batti was asking that ur project guide had called he told me that it has been 2 months last u met him. suddenly "hey sammyboy wassup did u get ur book i had kept it in ur room" it was rajeev their junior, but had fundas to tell to everyone even his seniors in iit ,where the heirarchy of seniors is considered sacrosanct , wikipedia and youtube being his only reliable sources of knowledge

"hey rajeev sale itni raat yahan kya kar raha hain, exjaams nahin hain kya pad sale " smirked sagar

"hey waat sagar jus came for a coffee break will go in 10 mins aur batao tum kya kar rahe ho tum log aur insti main, dont tell me ki padne aayae ho"

"abey nahin aise hi.....oh shittt!!!....@#$% ye kaise aagaya , wat the hell is he doing here at this hour" said sagar with shock written all over his face

"arey kya hua kaun hain bhoot woot hain kyaa" sam enquired in a sarcastic tone

"lets get out of this place immediatly sam nahin thoo.... ek min rukh wo work shop main kyon jaaraha hain aur at this odd hour"

"abey wo mech mai hi tho hain udhar hi tho jayega "

"wo kab se mech main hone laga jab wo mere dept ka hain tho ....ab tume ye tho nahin lag raha ki main mech se hoon" sagar asked

"phir kaunse dept se ho ...tum mech se nahin ho kyaa" sam answered

"hmmmm... kya dost hain mera dept bhi bhulgaye anyways chalo lets move our asses out"

"abey ruk jaa dekh tho le tera guide kyaa kar raha hain " sam quiped

"abey kuch bhi karein muje kya agar muje dekh liya naa fukka pakka hain ek mahina hogaya usse milke project ka tho naam bhi bhul gaya hoon " sagar said in a frantic tone

"abey tuje fukka bachana hain kyaa nahin nahin sahi grade laaana hain kyaa" sam replied with a radiance eminatting from his face

"abey challl masti ke liye ye time nahin hain"

"arey nahin such wat do u think ur prof is doing is inside batao ..bataooo " sam asked

"muje kya pata "

sam:"work shop mian baitthi hain mona maam bhul gaya wo ist year ki ed classes wo maam ka jhukke ke figure main mistakes batanaa aur rrrrrrrrr kya din thein yaar"

sagar:"hmmmm haaan tho agar mona wahan hain tho"

sam:"tho kyaa ... abey #$@% ozomeeen ka ad dekha hain honey bee aur flower kaa "

sagar:"achha samjaa akada ohhoon ikada uuuuuuuuhoon aithe idedo uhuun uhuun hain"

sam:"ok tere paas cam hain phone main"

sag:"tuje kya lag rah hain"

sam:"main bhi pagal hoon ki tujse pooch raha hoon ....hmmmm idea rajeev ko call kar uske paas tho hain.....karna kya hua"

sagar:"wo aisa hain.... balance bhi....mera matlab .."

sam:"samaj gaya tho kisi aur se karte"

NOOTE : now u mite be thinking wat hapened to sam's phone if u knew sam earlier u wouldnt have asked this question, his phone is genrally out of service or a dead battery or nil balance so it was in vain to even mention his phone here.
so after frantically searching for a phone with some balance in that process they in fact found rajeev avvaru
sam:"thank god abey give ur phone, ihave to make an urgent phone call"

note { from here on sam will be s , sagar will be v stands for vidya sagar, rajeev stands for r}

r:"arey nahin dey sakta am expectng a call from someone "

s:"koi nahin ill speak with him on ur behalf"

r:"nooo samrat she is...."

V:"ohhhh sheaaaa i thought it was he , dont worry ill speak on ur behalf now...."

S:"jokes apart i need ur phone chup chaap jaa ke padle nahin tho tere ghar jayega call"

R:"this is not fair samrat ....." after grumbling for sometime he gave in

now this is like a good boy jaa padle taking the new phone sagar and sam turned on their Mission "MONA"

"abey dekhke shoor mat kar dheere se if those guys hear someone cuming v wud miss everything , the foreplay and the real thing also"

S:"shhhhhh!!! ws123 yahin hain naa chal dekhtee hain hiihihehihe am getting goose bumps yaar"

V:"where on ur bumps ??"

shut up u and ur cheap comedy

as thhey were about to see, just wen they peeped from the windoww" ohhhhh shit ye kyaaa hainnn..." said samrat with a startled face.....

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C.R.A.P!!

i dont even know wat to write ...i am sure of one fact that i am in one of mi "idiot sammy phases"

as in mi dear friends rana's words, mi god ufff kitne logon ko milan hoon yaar ab tak mere life main, if i look back at theses 22 yrs ,i have met ppl of different shapes and sizes, colors, religion etc leaving aside these visible differences which the society have created there are some beautiful, subtle differences inherent in any human being which make them unique and beautiful and i cant comment about other living beiings as i havnt come into close contact with them till now, bikes, watches , cars dont excite me.... and neither do "GALS" which excite, attract and wat not i guess anybody of mi age.. stop now dont try raking up ur brains thinking about my sexual orientation, and for the records neither do guys excite me

Gods creation " HUMAn beings " excite me how do they behave, wy do they behave, how will they behave to a particular situation see how beautiful the world is around us wy do we get attracted to raju srivatsav and his comedy??? , his beautiful display iof the human feelings emotions mite be the reason

i have been fortunate enough to see a very large spectrum of people very different from one, and another like as they say chalk and cheese i have always been fascinated by human emotions wy do we get angry at some people more than the others, some one's mere appearence can bring a smile on ur face and be a pissoofffer to some other set of people, some people lift ur spirits and some just piss u off and the rules of the game are how to gel with everyone around and live a happy life in this process are u losing out on something i guess yes!! but are u winning something and the answer is again yes so as we learn through our journey of life that life is all about tradeoffs and again being happy after all these trade offs shud b our biggg motto. And being happy is not all about laughing and partying a girl friend and her B F waiting anxiously expecting the other to msg first and the emotion that gets unleashed in this process, two old friends patchig up after a big fight(hehhe), the guy u see everyday on the jam packed bus couldnt talk to him but the smile u give hin amd the smile he gives u back, the happiness one derives after giving a seat to an elderly person in a jam packed bus, when u tell 3 strangers coming ur way on a single bike that there are police ahead and save them from being fined

we atleast in india are taught right from our childhood that one shud have a goal in life , but isay its ok to have a goal but in the process of reaching that goal ur actually losing out small small moments of happiness in mi opinion life is a journey which is to be enjoyed to the maximum extent possible and in reality there is no destination( am not getting philosophical am also of the view that goals like gud job wife are all part and parcel of life but these are too small things if u compare them with the journey itself .... believe me

i dont even know whether anyone reads this or not i dont even know whether i have wriitten well enough to tell u all wat eactly i meant but watch mi blog for more on this till then signing off sammy boy....

A page in mi diary.....

"Tommorow is the "D" day lots of expectations, lots of prayers, will i b able to stand up to all those hopes...hmmmm suddenly "knock!! knock!!! sir...may i come in"......"yaah.. cum in"

"sirrr ur orange juice u ordered for and sir someone is downstairs by the name mr Arora, he wants to meet u ....shall i..." " hmmm ... actually i have a terrible headache, i cant meet anyone today and dont allow anyone to come in , i dont want anyone to disturb me..."

"right away sir" sayin this the waiter went away....it was rude, but i couldnt help it, over the years i had learnt to balance mi public life with mi private life but this situation was of immense importance and i didnt wanted to screw it this time, ouuuch!! mi back damn this thing ....aaan ohh god !!! wheres mi belt..arey yaar kahan gaya ..hmmmm kahan rakha thaa did i forget it in rahul's room or the doc's room , (buttons being pressed ting..ting) .

tring ....tring(phone ringing) "hello ...doc

"yaaa ... doc actually was searching for mi belt did i leave it there by any chance?"

Doc:" wats the matter main aaon kya kuch zyada hi serious hain kya..."

"arey nono nothing much dont take the trouble am fine chalo gud nite"

calling the doc would have invited attention and it meant trouble and i didnt wanted it ." arey yaar shud i call the waiter to look for it in rahul's room naaa ... these hotel authorities will create a mountain out of nothing , let me go and see it miself" and as i went to his room there was an uneasy calm in the air seriousness filled the room , "oh mi god the last thing i wanted now tennsionn ", i felt like running and quickly came out of the room without asking anyone for anything, "cant i get a gud night's sleep , then i plugged in mi earphones and started listening to old hindi songs ..."kabhie...kabhie mere dil main khayaal aata hain ...." wow wat a voice , then i started strolling in the 21st floor of The oberoi

"Great responsibilities come with Great power " heheh i laughed to miself great power brings lonliness also i said to miself , kal ke liye kya hoga strategy videos dekhoon kya ?? pata nahin kya hogaa mi BACKACHE was getting worse, i wanted some help but was it correct to disturb the doc at this odd hour but it will invite attention and with it lots of trouble which i didnt wanted so i put off that plans , as an when i was getting restless i saw an old maintainence fellow taking out some used bedsheets from mi adjacent room i somehow felt he could help him so i prepared t ask him "chacha koi dawai ki dukhaan hogi yahan" then he replied "itne raat main... waise tho apne hotel main tho haspataal hainna aap 1098 pe call karlo aapko madad mil jayegaa" " haan chacha magar..........hmmm koi nahin .... " then i started to walk slowly away

chahcha: "waise aapka taqleef kya hain"

X: "peeth dard hain baita bhi nahin jaa raha.."

"achha tho mere paas ek tail hain bada asardaar hain agar chahiye tho main appko malsih bhi karsakta hoon hamara baap dada nawab ke paaas malsih karte thein"

X:" aapka bahut bahut shukriyada rahunga ..."

then the old chacha came to mi room with his oil and did a massage which soothed every muscle on mi back it felt like heaven!!!

i prayed to mi parents and lord ganesh saw mi belongings checking whether everything was in place and plugged in mi earphones and dozed offf.......

the next days news at 9 pm read.......

"INDIA WINS A THRILLER TO BECOME WORLD CHAMPIONS IN CRICKET THANKS TO SACHIN'S 167"

sachin had scored 167 in a fighting partnership for the 8th wicket with pragyan ojha after india was struggling at 134/7 ultimatly reaching the total of the last balll and sachin realising his dream of winning the world cup

and the old chacha didnt even knew that his miraculous oil had done the trick and had strengtened the back on which i billion hopes rested on.......