The last post I’d written was when I was in a training. After that, I’ve been busy, well didn’t find time to sit n write at least.
Here I am , posting again.. and you guessed right.. I’m in training again. This time the trainer hasn’t turned up yet.. been waiting for more than 40 mins.
Nyways.. there are a lot of updates .. lot’s been happening in Wella-land..
Firstly, I’m sad to report that the chai-gang has almost disbanded. No more strutting out at 4 o ‘ clock sharp. We do go out, but it’s been long since the whole gang was out together. I really miss the madness!!!!!
PJ King has been blessed with a super-cute baby girl. We hope she gets the gift of his PJ-cracking too.
The Lord is now a proud owner of a Baleno.
And no, neither of them has given us a party yet!!
Drama Queen got promoted as a team lead. No don’t get wrong ideas, she didn’t become vain n arrogant at all. She isn’t ignoring us commoners either. But nowadays, she prefers to be with her team- a gang of married old ladies (swapping sad house-hold stories).
The team Lord, Bholu and I are in, and which was popular for its jobless-ness has been flooded with work, surprising everyone.
Chota Chimney, a part of the chai gang, had an accident and is convalescing. He’s hating every minute of being tied down in the name of bed-rest. I tried to give him a li’l philosophy like..” everything happens for a reason” ..and stuff, but had to stop when he looked he might slap/kill me.
Bada chimney is leaving Wella-land shortly and embarking on an educational journey. Guess where? Goa!!! OK, don’t laugh. Who knows, he might get a little bit of studying done too, apart from… ahem.. u kno what they do in Goa.. :D
Ikyaavan has suddenly become an angry young man, wearing a frustrated look a lot these days, scaring his poor neighbor who claims she’s too scared to even talk to him these days. We wonder why. I have my suspicions, but considering the circumstances, it’d b wise of me to shut up.
Grapevine’s been buzzing dat a certain highly-placed sumone in Wella-land, has been on an official tour (vacation?) with a certain charming lady, and he claims he enjoyed the tour a lot. Ahem! The gossip-mongers are speculating about what might have happened there, but let’s not talk abt it.
Nothing much happening in wella-land, worth mentioning.. so adios!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Uh-Oh!
Remember that scene in that awfully long movie ‘Jodha Akbar’? no, not the sword scene whr Hrithik shows off his upper bod .. (sigh! D memory of dat made me lose my train of thought ).. Ahem!.. nyways..
I was talking abt dat scene whr d emperor enters the marketplace disguised as a common man? And gets abused?
Something similar happened in our Wella-land recently. The ruler-in-chief of Wella-land made a sojourn into a corner of Wella-land looking for a guy X. Not finding him there, he asked his neighbour Ms. Uh-oh about him. Now, poor Ms. Uh-oh was new to Wella-land and hence was not familiar with the big blue ruler. She paused, looks at him from head-to-toe and perhaps thought he was no one of importance. (At this point, I wonder what exactly was he wearing that day?) She then turned her attention back to her work and said in a don’t-carish tone “ I don’t know whr he is” .. Big blue must’ve been a little miffed by this, but he continued.. “ can you tell him that I was looking for him?” .. and
Gasp! you know what happened then??? She said , (not even sparing him a look) “OK, but what’s your name?”
I can’t even imagine the fury, the agony, the pain that big blue must’ve endured in that fateful moment. His own subject asking him for a name. Drama Queen says he looked quite murderous that minute and kinda shoved his ID in her face or something. Later, after she was enlightened on his position in the kingdom, she was embarrassed and quite flustered.
Now we wait to see what will the consequences be? Will he give a gracious smile and forgive, like Hrithik does in that movie, or are we going to witness a massacre in the streets of Wella-land?
I dunno… and I won’t bother to find out and let you know.
I was talking abt dat scene whr d emperor enters the marketplace disguised as a common man? And gets abused?
Something similar happened in our Wella-land recently. The ruler-in-chief of Wella-land made a sojourn into a corner of Wella-land looking for a guy X. Not finding him there, he asked his neighbour Ms. Uh-oh about him. Now, poor Ms. Uh-oh was new to Wella-land and hence was not familiar with the big blue ruler. She paused, looks at him from head-to-toe and perhaps thought he was no one of importance. (At this point, I wonder what exactly was he wearing that day?) She then turned her attention back to her work and said in a don’t-carish tone “ I don’t know whr he is” .. Big blue must’ve been a little miffed by this, but he continued.. “ can you tell him that I was looking for him?” .. and
Gasp! you know what happened then??? She said , (not even sparing him a look) “OK, but what’s your name?”
I can’t even imagine the fury, the agony, the pain that big blue must’ve endured in that fateful moment. His own subject asking him for a name. Drama Queen says he looked quite murderous that minute and kinda shoved his ID in her face or something. Later, after she was enlightened on his position in the kingdom, she was embarrassed and quite flustered.
Now we wait to see what will the consequences be? Will he give a gracious smile and forgive, like Hrithik does in that movie, or are we going to witness a massacre in the streets of Wella-land?
I dunno… and I won’t bother to find out and let you know.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Visitors to Wella-land
Last week, there was a lot of buzz in Wella-land. A bunch of Wella-ppl had come from a far away land to visit Wella-land and everyone in Wella-land went bonkers!
The rulers of Wella-land went a little weird and thought of strange things with no rhyme or reason; and we poor subjects, had to follow them without question. And we continue to do that, thoughtlessly.. duno whether we are too shy to say something or too indifferent to what’s happening.
Some of us are too baffled by our own lives to take an interest in the surroundings. We go to work, we work and we leave. But no, not the ‘chai-gang’.. we do have an opinion abt everything.. trust me.. EVERYTHING.. and that’s always voiced at the little chai place.. usually amidst peals of raucous laughter!!
On the D-day, when the wella-ppl came down, the floor was decorated with Rangolis, garlands n stuff, like straight out of a Bollywood marriage scene. As our Drama Queen said.. “the only thing missing was a bunch of dancing girls”. The inhabitants of Wella-land were all dressed up in a weird attire, d guys in “pizza- boy-like” t-shirts and the rulers- well, guess they were debating whether to come in informal or formal attire, and ended up wearing a bit of both.. The ladies, well , we are a dignified lot and were dressed accordingly.
After a week of decorations, debates, firing of think tanks and a lottt of hulla-baloo, the Wella-ppl, came and the Wella-ppl left. Nothing happened. They just strolled around with the rulers tailing them faithfully. That was that…
COMING UP IN THE NEXT POST..
ALL THE CHARACTERS OF WELLA-LAND UNVIELED..
Watch this space!!
The rulers of Wella-land went a little weird and thought of strange things with no rhyme or reason; and we poor subjects, had to follow them without question. And we continue to do that, thoughtlessly.. duno whether we are too shy to say something or too indifferent to what’s happening.
Some of us are too baffled by our own lives to take an interest in the surroundings. We go to work, we work and we leave. But no, not the ‘chai-gang’.. we do have an opinion abt everything.. trust me.. EVERYTHING.. and that’s always voiced at the little chai place.. usually amidst peals of raucous laughter!!
On the D-day, when the wella-ppl came down, the floor was decorated with Rangolis, garlands n stuff, like straight out of a Bollywood marriage scene. As our Drama Queen said.. “the only thing missing was a bunch of dancing girls”. The inhabitants of Wella-land were all dressed up in a weird attire, d guys in “pizza- boy-like” t-shirts and the rulers- well, guess they were debating whether to come in informal or formal attire, and ended up wearing a bit of both.. The ladies, well , we are a dignified lot and were dressed accordingly.
After a week of decorations, debates, firing of think tanks and a lottt of hulla-baloo, the Wella-ppl, came and the Wella-ppl left. Nothing happened. They just strolled around with the rulers tailing them faithfully. That was that…
COMING UP IN THE NEXT POST..
ALL THE CHARACTERS OF WELLA-LAND UNVIELED..
Watch this space!!
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