An Ode to DBC

It all started with his father asking Jhonny to open his mouth,

Then somebody realised somewhere its 5 o clock
and its time for choclate

If i eat equal amounts of dark choclate and equal amounts of whitel choclate
isn't that a balance diet ???Dont' they actually counterbalance each other ?

Somebody said "Money Talks. Choclate Sings". It doesn't matter to me which one talks and which one sings as long as I have money to buy choclate.

So everyday at five,
I have put "Eat a Choclate"
at the top of the list of things I do everyday.
That way I will atleast .....
ll atleast get a thing done everyday.
I have got melted choclate all over my hands
quickly realised that I was eating it too slowly

I was eating , eating and eating .......
Still I wasn't able to finish ......
People say if u can't eat all your choclate , keep it in the freezer
but then ....
If i can't eat all the choclate
whats wrong with me

People say "Choclate makes you fat ... makes you this ... makes you that"
but when it comes to life , whats the point in living when you can't feel alive.
When you can't do what you want ....
When you can't eat what you want ....

So never mind what they say ..................

DIE UR WAY THRU CHOCLATE

They told me

I gave myself to her
and took myself to task
never felt this way before
dont know even if its worth


They told me that
"You have no life but this"
that was the time
when thinking was a crime

when thoughts were rivers
and thee were sea
all my rivers ended at thee
It was always like...
take me SEA...into ur undivided mysterious depths....

She once was a true love of mine

I met a sweet young lady
walking into the class one day
She had a sparkle in her eyes
and hair of golden black

While skipping slowly by her side
she had such a happy face
A sweet young maiden I saw in her
a young child full of grace i saw in her
sweet perfume of IMPULSE....was she..

They say beauty's a outdated word ,
they say better forget it
But I have heard Rehman play
Watched sunset flooding Bengal Bay

Seen tender looks that seemed to stray
in your eyes, they melt away
Something of these has come to stay
And humbly I affirm today
I’m glad I met it.
I'm glad i met you

23 and I still haven't lost it !

Over the years, I have met a lot of characters ... pretty interesting characters .... some nice people who have offered to be my friend... but still till date procrastination is my true friend ...
Probably thats one of the reasons that i haven't still lost it.

A great man said ....
U gotta die sometime.. May as well lose 'it' along the way !!!

Everything is fine with he said.... but what the hell did he mean by 'it'.

I still haven't found out what i am trying to lose ....

I am always thinking about 'it'. Too much perhaps, and I am always thinking about what other people think about 'it'. And I often make other people think about 'it'... unfortunately i am stupid enough to end up saying that i dont know what exactly 'it' is . If people dont appreciate what i say about 'it' ...does that mean anything ???

The craving for things we dont have ... the pain we go through for the things we want ..... I am ready to do anything ... undergo anything ... infact everything ..... to lose 'it'

If the efforts put in is directly proprotional to the gains obtained , I should have, in all probability, lost it much long ago.....

So what didn't I lose .... hmmm .. lemme think ....
why didn't I lose .... hmmm .. lemme think ....
Who is gonna help me lose 'it' .... hmmm .. lemme think ....

so many questions .... only one Solution ..... The solution is simple .....
As one of my friends said .... "Just lose it ... Dude"

phew................... somebody explain him what i have told you. I can't repeat this again.

For all the things i have done , things i wanted to lose ... I would like to say this ...
I would try to stay true to myself ...
Dont make my tears flow for nothing....
If you didn't understand me , then probably u have not even tried losing....

As the Song goes ....

For all things that i have done ... i have only one thing to say ....
I tried so hard and got so far ...
In the end ...
it didn't even start to happen
And still I haven't lost it .....

so people if you are as lost as I am right now, dont worry .... a PJ for you

Q: did you hear about the blonde who stood in front of a mirror With her eyes closed?
A: she wanted to see what she looked like asleep.

one good thing about not losing 'it ' is I cannot be called a Loser

still trying to lose it ....
Teenshark (not at all a proletarian)
The Man who sold the world.

The day the disaster occured

A Bohemian spirit Who has struggled all his life to overcome the strong temptation for the frivolous pleasures of life. That just defines Andre Tchaikowsy. Being a pianist and a composer by profession, he always struggled to understand the subtle difference between love and like....
He died exactly at the same time I was born .

It was like 'Nenu Puttanu Eee lokam navvindhi' .


Twenty three years have passed since then.

My achievements so far -
> pronouncing 'rendezvous' correctly finally (don't ask me how many times i took to do that),
> dedicating the only first rank i got to the girl i loved the most at that point of time (Dude! that was in second standard )
> watching Urmila dancing away to glory in Rangeela again and again
> surviving a fortnight without taking a bath in Chennai ,
> playing AOC non stop for 12 hours (That was only bcos i was winning all the time)
> scoring a goal in the 6 a side footer final . (Although it didn't matter as i scored the sixth goal and we won 6-0 :) But it is indeed an achievement to me personally)
> Thulped a whole plate of sweets (in a GTR Buffet) and more importantly that led to a booze party for my friends
and the list goes on ... Gosh ! I realised i am not that bad at all ... My mission to the Earth is still not finished . i know it bcos i am still alive ... :)

23 and still going stronger ....
My dad says it time for me to care for others ... Let me see ...

I may not be a great scientist , a terrific world leader .. an over achiever .... but then who cares ...

I am proud to be myself ... I am that i am ...

Hey !!! does anyone knows whether Bill Gates has a daughter ??? If he doesn't have , ask him to make one ... I can wait :)

Signing off,

Teenshark
The Man Who Sold The World

The day it all started - I

Just the day before i came to know that one of my fellow competitor had changed his birthday date so that it falls on the same date on which the girl ,we like, was celebrating her birthday... and believe me ... he had a blast on that day... Guess when i ll start getting such ideas...

I was shocked by the rudeness of the interviewer on the IIM panel... he asked me why are all the IITIANS so eccentric.... and then i had to say good bye to the one i loved for eternity.... I realised and i knew that the moment has come for killing the past and coming back to life....... where there is nothing there to lose ..... I was forced to wake from the most blissful dream i was ever having ...
The Journey has begun ... Now my eyes have turned from the West to the East, and I want to lead one more Expedition. ... in search of the ONE.

After few weeks of meticulous planning by one of the esteemed and respected person in our module, the Araku Trip has been finally realised... The train tickets have been booked. Jantikalu have been prepared in a way that they ll be never ever be any more which are tastier. The ATMs became full of low cash (This is especially to one of my room mates. please dont comment on my usage of English language) as the wallets have been loaded to the fullest capacity. Everything was in place except the fact the HeadMan was completely ignorant of whats happening around him and he had so many plans for us for the weekend ... But we had other ideas. one got stomach pain... one had to pay his telephone bill. one had to learn the lyrics of a song.one had to fill the air in the football... By five in the evening there was no one in the office except the HeadMan.
The train was at six. They were 12 of us. We all just managed to get on to the train just before the guard waved the flag... except Nagarjuna and Cheeranjeevi. Everybody knew that they were going to board the train except both of them. When they got out to the platform, the train was pulling away.The adrenalin was running fast as they kept running and finally chiru jumped on, tossed his bags down, and we all started cheering Nag to do the same. I knew He was going to make it, and if there were any doubt He wouldn't get on the train, Chiru would have jumped off.
He made it up to the door. We grabbed his bags, and sure enough, just like in the movies, after the bags are on the train, the person always drops back and then catchs up to the door again. This was becoming very educational to all of us.Finally, He jumped on intact. Nag couldn't believe he had done it. Chiru called his Mom and told her that she was the luckiest a mom can ever could be for God has given her an opputunity to be the mother of CHIRU. I couldn't believe my ears but that was really funny. Witty Chiru ....

The HeadMan had become suspicious and began calling each one of us. I answered saying that I was going to my hometown . Chiru anwered the call meant for Meters singing the song 'Comfotably Numb' which would have made David Gilmour proud... (The song lyrics goes like this ... Halo .... Halo ... Halo ) . The HeadMan was bewildered and called one of his most loyal and trusted colleagues (Mrs B) and she didn't pick it up. That was the end of the Resistance from the HeadMan . He couldn't take it anymore and he was on his way to his hometown in a jiffy.

Albert Pinto ko Gussa Kyon aaya ..... Roopmavati ki Mahal .... Kanaka Maha Lakshmi Recording Dance Troupe ...... Kalikala Mahimalu ..... Mr X in Bombay .... Yeah you guessed it right.... That was Dum Sharads ... I was shocked to my core when people of the oppsoite team couldn't guess 'Mosagallaku Mosagadu' How can they forget the master piece from my favourite super star... Was I sad or what......

As we were slowly yet surely approaching our destination , the humidity levels have begun increasing at the same pace.... but the games kept us going ....

And suddenly it was time for us to satiate our culinary desires ..... We got down in GUNTUR and got us the stuff we were going to need for the whole night... Atleast we thought it would be sufficient as Chiru was on a diet....

The climate was as if its saying 'Get accostomed to me asap, the worst is yet to come'. Slowly everybody started to retire except the few noctunals. It was time for the faggers to outwit the TCs. I always wondered why Railways does not designate the first carriage on each train for the use of smokers. Bcos they could go to any extent to just get to the fag end of the fag...

In the typical GodFather style , with two followers in the look out of TCs , the stag party had carried on till there was not even a hint of smoke. As one of my friends said Sleep is nothing but caffeine deprivation . We were in no mood to retire. we thought of playing Strip Poker (jus kidding ... just some card game) and suddenly found no place to sit and play. Bored of finding playgrounds, chiru along with his accomplice (i am gonna justify the use of this word.) snoozed off. So myself and nag started playing cards using Mtrs lap as the mesa (table). Of all the games we know , the only comfortable game was pattalaata (each one putting a card on top of another card till the card and the card below matches for the number on it. Phew .. i am tired explaining this game ). God only knew when we fell asleep. when i woke up , one of my legs was hanging out from the window ... The humidity was so much that i couldn't move my fingers thru my hair . That made me realise that we have reached Vizag.

The Vizag trip saga ll be in the next edition . How fast its going to be blogged depends on the appreciation :) i get for this blog ... jus kidding ...

ll be back with part II soon ....

signing off ....
TeenShark