Hi, everybody!! I don’t know why am I writing this? I surely do have better work to do than write up some crap, which probably no-one would read (however, when I say this I am really hoping that I will have a tremendous fan following after this blog). And any-which-way, I’m sure that I’m no Dan Brown who can put down a page turner. Some people even call him an ‘eyebrow raiser’, I have absolutely no idea why? I thought that Penthouse Letters can raise a lot more eyebrows than him. Ummmm!!! Well!! Frankly they can raise a lot MORE than just eyebrows. Anyway, anyone, who has already read this much would sure know us personally and if you don’t then I am curious about you. I would like to know a lil more about you like age, sex, and location.
So coming back to my bloody blog.
I am sure we all have better things to do! Of course I mean YOU too. I could sit and study for my GMAT (Yeah Right!), shut up and continue with my Bacardi, even clean up my room; and if I had to badly write something I could have written a letter to my girlfriend. The MCP in me badly wanted to say ‘girlfriends’, but I ran the risk of my GF reading this someday and something especially which is not true (Damn the fucking Bacardi, is it some kind of truth serum?). So I said Balls to my MCP friend and bade adieu to my bruised EGO. So coming back to the point, my GF surely would have been happy with a long letter. But NO!! Here am I, writing something which I am not sure of as to what it is, to someone I am not sure of who it is, and for some unknown ‘God-Knows’ reason. But I guess, these are the things that a couple of shots of Bacardi on a lonely night (lonely as in NO GIRLS) can do to you. – And especially if you have a Pest friend (just to clear some air, P is not a spelling mistake) editing it after six shots of Vodka.
I know I am making you guys curious about my motley bunch of friends so let the curtains raise and the characters get introduced for the freaking play called “THREE NUTS in DELHI”.
- DR. Troy (Sounds fancy eh! WAIT TILL YOU KNOW BETTER)
- Tingu (Pests are tiny, aren’t they?)
- Motu (Loves beer and even looks it!)
Now Vodka (or was it Bacardi?) and PINK FLOYD is getting into Tingu’s head (not that he understands Floyd!) and he is asking me funny questions, like ‘why are we writing this blog?’ and ‘what are we writing it for?’, all of which are making my Vodka and Floyd disappear in thin air (not that I understand Floyd either!). Damn! God knows, why is he doing this to me (How do we kill a Pest?)? So the question is To Be or Not To Be (wow! Shakespeare makes sense after Vodka!). Ah! Damn it, I’d rather pass the buck to Tingu himself and he can try and make some sense. Well!!, he has never managed it in his 24 years of his life, so you guys are definitely in SAFE HANDS!
Guys!! I am a lil corny today, so please bear with me because I am gonna tell you something which all of us already know! But just that we are planning to do something about it! So here it goes:
Some great philosophers once said (who else but me and Motu, Yeah! we are very self-critical!)
Life happens to you only once. All of us know that life changes all the time and it is not gonna be same some years down the line so and all of us try to live it the fullest as and when it comes.
We are trying to create a permanent platform where all of us (including you guys) can get together and share our madness. Yeah! That’s about it!!
OH SHIT!! It is 4:30 in the morning!!
Hey Troy WAKE UP!!! Do the bloody dishes! We gotta have our dinner now!!!
