I got this Broadband connection from Iqara. Weird name, isn't it? Lots of weird things are happening these days.
For instance, every time I boot my computer, the date/time is reset to 01/01/2000 00.00 AM. I am fed up of this. I told this to Manis, the Man, the Machine, the Computer Science Engineer. He thought for a moment and then he had the reason on top of his head. The date at the Bios had got erased, and had to be set. And I also came to know that even the hardware has got a date associated with it. Lots of things. And Manis found it funny that I didn't know all this. Do other normal people really know? Where am I living?
My friend Koushi finds it weird that I like Austin Powers Movies. They're cool aren't they? I mean if people can like James Bond, what's wrong with Austin Powers? He seems 22 times smarter to me.
Let me tell you about this artist I met yesterday at the Pune Airport. Well, he looked like a talented person. He sits there at the Airport entrance, and does your carricature for 70 bucks. I watched him draw a nice one for a kid, right in front of me. The pic he drew was very cute and funny. I got an !dea. You know, an !dea can change u'r life. I thougt I'd get my carricature done, and put that on Orkut. Shayad better thobda dikhe usme.
I went to him, pushing the crowd aside. Asked him to draw my "cartoon". He asked me whether I wanted it to be funny. I smiled and said - "Very Funny Man!!!". He looked at me with mischievous eyes. I should have understood then only. But I was concentrating on giving the right pose. The 5 minutes that he took were the most wonderful moments of my life. I was feeling like a Mughal Emporor posing for a portrait after coming back from shikaar. Sandeep and Ravi were busy photographing me with their cell phones. And I was sitting like a statue. The cartoonist occasionally asked me to smile. I had a very odd feeling when he did that. It was as if you are a guy and you are having a "complete" medical checkup just before joining TCS, and the doc asks you to pull down your pants, also your under-pants, then turn your head to your left, keep looking up and cough 3 times, while he watches u'r...you know what :-)...through a hand-lens...
Anyway, at the end of 5 minutes the cartoonist gave me the typical vaishi-darinda-waaalaa smile. I was scared. I ran to him to see what he had done to my thobda. He had made an awful image of mine. Starting from the top, he did a terrible naainsaafi to my hair. I was ganja to the extent that I see in dreams that wake me up at mid-nights with a loud "NNNNNAAAAAIII". He also screwed up my glasses, but those were really looking funny. Both my eye-balls were moved to the right. I didn't know why. I asked him. He said I was looking towards the right when he was drawing the eyes. Damn it, I recalled, I couldn't help seeing that chik who was passing by while I was posing for the cartoon. Uski ye sazaa mili. He drew a nice smile for me. Well, my smile is indeed nice...no kidding...
I was the most disappointed person on earth, when Sandeep and Ravi both agreed with the cartoonist that I looked exactly like that idiot in the cartoon. I protested. Yaar at least I have more hair. I am not so bald. Sandeep smiled. The cartoonist looked at my head and said nothing...turned his head the other side and laughed. I knew what this meant. I have often seen my barber laugh like this when I ask him not to cut much hair on the top, but to concentrate on the sides and the back. Ravi was not bothered at all. He was busy checking out some hot babes.
I realized that I look horrible.
Looks are not important, are they? It's the beauty of the heart that matters...shit, this doesn't make me happy :-(
Anyway, chek out the cartoon.........and put in u'r comments...
