A PENGUIN PROPOSAL!!

When a male penguin is smitten on a female penguin...  He kinda searches the entire beach to find the perfect pebble to present to her.

When he finally finds it, he waddles over and presents the stone by placing it at her feet.

 If she accepts, they'll be life-long mates. Sort of an Engagement thing, that we do....!!!

GOOD LUCK CHUCK

THE ONE RUPEE GUY!!

I was in Std. 4 ... A Kid that small has an IQ, understanding,  Maturity, Bar Of Bliss... and Melancholia and a many other tings to a very limited extent.

When I say limited...  I mean very lil.. negligible in some cases

He is not gonna be ambitious .. The medals he wants to hang on his wall right now are not from IIT, on a particular Subject ...

But a sac race, long jump or some sort of an Elementary maybe. 

He is not concerned about anybody's emotions right now..

He won't think before talking ..  

No girlfriend issues...

Quite contrary sum of 'em even hated gals back then. I did... 

But the fear of losing anything you love is there at that age too ...  

Then be it a Toy ... A Pet ... A Friend .. or A family member,... 

I Had it with a Coin.

A ONE RUPEE COIN ... I cnt say I particularly LOVED it.

But I did have a fear of losing it ...

It made me a Celebrity amongst my people..  

Now it wasn't just Any one rupee coin ... It was a One rupee from 1947... 

Now in 1947... That was worth a Lott .. Coz Paisa was fashion back then.

Soo holding a souvenir from 1947 made me feel WANTED... and outta the crowd back then..

Almost lyk Jack black in Gulliver travels! ....

Or  .. Jack black in King Kong... When he gets King kong in U.S. ... *Snap* ... A Slumdog director gets Famous n Pompous.

Though It was like.. just a One Sight Thing ...but The pride of carrying it along ... Was magnanimous fo me back den.

Now to carry it with me everyday 2 school ... Was no less den actually sneaking sumbody inside d school!!

As anything other then a complete uniform set(i.e. Shirt, Tie, bottom short ... Socks matching the Clothing .. Black shoes, ID card and a Belt.. with the ugly school logo on all of them), could not be brought by a student to school.

Wrist watches... Wallets... Chains and lockets.. were confiscated in huge stock.  

We couldnt even bring money to school! 

Even the most vivacious one's neva got anything... 

It alwayz looked lyk 2 dozen people wer just appointed 2 make tht certain..

In that midst... Me gettin a coin ... was NOT just bringing money to school..

For me it was something .. Which was gonna make me rich someday, when I sell to some hot shot coin collector ...(After all the fiction I read and saw Till that Age.. This was my idea about that coin)

So I thought .. Even if,  it wouldn't have been against school policy to get rid of it..

The Authority would still make up sum excuse and get rid of me and take the coin..

Excuse the 4th grader mentality ... 

So anyway... I would keep the coin in the right back pocket of my pants... 

Weneva I'd check fo it .. By placing my hand.. and I wudnt find it ...  My Heart would skip a beat, and then when I find that the coin ws jst in anadr pocket... I'd take both two beats together .. it always felt Euphoric ...  

People actually entitled me "The One Rupee Guy" ... The Title I carried fo lyk 4-5 yrs from den! ...

Now tht was 2003 ...

Image of My One Rupee Coin

Coming back to 2012...

1) I still hav d coin! J

2) I dnt wish 2 make a fortune outta it! ... 

I neva actually ever asked anybody if it could be sold, and I never will... 

Well ... It still amuses a lotta people when they see the coin, but honestly when I hand over the coin to anybody to have a look, I wanna have it back ASAP..

For me I've ripped my heart out and handed over 2 him/her/it ... to show off how big my Aorta is... 

I get hysteric n neurotic when sumbdy even vaguely jokes about stealing it.. :-| ...

I barely remove that coin ...

But weneva I open my wallet ... and I see d coin right baside my mum's picha... It does bring a smile..J

I'm not a guy who plans things for near future ... But if Mayans are incorrect ... If I hav a family ... and most importantly If I still hav dis coin with me..

I'm gonna give it 2 my son(I know its gonna be a Son K) 

I'm gonna make it a legacy kind of a ting! .... 

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The Awkward Coupling

In The Monsoons Evenings of 2010,

The 4th Platform of the Byculla station, Mumbai ...was one of the Romantic Sites...


Clinched to the Benches... Soft drizzle .. erotic weather... The place was a Couple's treat.


They would come there, to do their Hanky-Panky

I once went there to do some ON SALE Shopping, at Byculla, with my Galfriend...  

We generally thought of exploring the Place .. Well.. to see if the rumours wer'nt rumours.. but were Literal Facts


So While coming back, we decided on going to that platform and do both Hanky and Panky  ..! 

So there we were ... 


Approaching to one of the many Benches, on the Platform


Before we sat.. we saw,
 A Couple sitting on the neighbouring bench.

Giggling, Chuckling, Cuddling, Kissing,  Foolin around.. 


Making Love like there was nobody around.. Making love like there's no tomorrow.. :D
.. 
Okay, On a serious note.. 
They looked really cute together.


As much as they were a delight to watch...
They were intimidating to us as a couple ..!

......
Anyway, After a while when we were into 'Us' .. Gazing at each other ... Snogging on the Chilled Bench, in the Monsoon breeze... 


Starting to believe.. everything they said about this place..
Starting to live the feel of it..  


I heard a Noice ...  More like a Spank... 


I just wished and prayed to God... "Oh My Fucking Gawd.. When I turn around.. I just wish He's not started to fuck her" ...! 

..
And its like The man up there, just listened to me

The Noice heard wasnt a Spank.. or any 'ROMANTIC GESTURE'


It was the sound of a Slap..

The GUY had slapped the gal he was with... 


Our eyes moved at the girl, assuming she'd cry of humiliation, shock, n emotional devastation. 

Well.. We did hear the Crying.. but it came from A Foot left to her.

It was the Guy who hit her.. 

The guy who hit her, was CRYING.. ..


Actually WHINING .. Whining Hysterically ..

Our Jaws Dropped n touched the Floor .. 

In a Minute,  
The Boy Ran Up the Platform  ↑  ...Through the skywalk → .. Outta the station..↓ 

...

The Gal's still staring at her NORMAL ..  The next minute she's stands up, Puts a Hairclip in her mouth... while she puts her hair Altogether, and *winks* my galfriend while she does that .. 

Then puts her Earplugs at their place .. starts her music. I could hear "Rihanna- take a bow" echoing outside .. and There she steps outta the station ..!  


It was like ... She was having just another Day... 


......*After 5 minutes* 


Our Jaws still on the floor

What we looked like..

..  We could not believe the Paranormal phenomenon that just took place in front of us..!

It was like their souls exchanged or what was it that made us look at a " guy inverse" and a "gal inverse" ..  

That was OFFICIALLY THE WEIRDEST INCIDENT I've ever witnessed ..!

The FIRST Blogger Post (MUST READ!!)

This Should have been one of those 1st blogger posts ..

You know like the Clichéd one's

Something like this... 

"Jagshemesh .. Imma BORAT..Thhis iss my 1st Block Post ...
May Goat Blessphemy me.. and I wish , I get in tuchh with many gals form U S and A .. and thei let me have the 'Sexy Time' with dhem, 
Hehe .. Nothy Nothy.. hehe Hi-5"

(The extract above is only understandable If One has seen Borat )

But Truth be Told I'v actually done that before.. A first fancy stereotype post..

On the previous blog on Tumblr..

Here, Take a Look

First Words On The Tumblr

Anyway The reasons why I would migrate from Tumblr to Blogger would be....

1]   Non Reader Friendly

2]   You have a Blueberry Shot ... Lots of Blurberry shots...

then put a finger in your mouth ..

Deep enough so that, you vomit...

Now look at your Blue Vomit..

Thats exactly what the Dashboard Of Tumblr... looks like ..

3]  You are never going to find a perfect Theme for your account..!

Reincarnate .. Take 2 lives if you want.. You still wont find a proper theme for your Tumblr..

i.e. Ofcourse if you're looking for a free theme ..

There are some pretty darn good one's that cost you..!

4]  Tumblr doesnt not allow me to follow any other blog.. other than Tumblr's

But Blogger gives me that Liberty

 5] ...  and lastly... Tumblr...? What kinda name is Tumblr??

If i was a Plumber .. and I had a Son .. and I'd want him to carry on with the Plumbing legacy.. I still wont name him Tumblr..!

Even if he was a bastard child of my wife..!

That would be Ripping Cruel.

So I'm gonna be backing up with my posts from the Tumblr blog.. Its gonna show the same date..!

Later.. :)