Got Skinnnedd !!!

8th Nov 2009 .


It all started with a surprise visit frm my frnd Talli who is a lousy guy and does nt
take his frnds outside ( this is in case hez readin it ) at the guest house in Hyderabad whr I was
or rather..as I am writing this blog.. I am staying right now....


so we decided to go out to the much hyped GVK mall with a cpl of more frnds with us...


The mall was gr8, big and if u r in a mood for shopping for some branded stuff u'll almost get all
the major ones there....




We got out at 7 and came to a conclusion that this is way to early even for a early dinner.
and for a cpl of people lke us even dinner at 10:30 would hv been classified as early...


so after 15 minutes of immobility in front of City centre mall, DeepTHI realized she wants to buy some dress for fashion show it was I guess...so we parked the car..nd while DeepTHI and Himesh went to chk out the dress , me and Suhit loitered around and found this neat Tattoo parlour...


Now I've been pushin people to find out a tattoo parl. frm where I can get a temporary tattoo lasting 2-3 months...
but I was told there is no temp tattoo which would last more than 7 days....


and I was also told that removal of a permanent tattoo is very expensive and even more painful than getting one done....


so my plan of getting 3 or 4 tattoos b4 getin a permanent one was tossed away..
so the artist showed me some pics frm where I got an idea of getting a tattoo on my thumb...


well I decided to give it a shot.. asked him to google the Rockstar game logo..and lay it down on
my left hand thumb...


Was the perfect setting..Black Viking metal T-shirt , BLue Jeans and dishevelled hair..the way I usually am


so he did some printout business and made an imprint on my thumb..now the scary part


he produced a motor..mini sewing machine like instrument and a biig needle..


then he started wearing gloves as if he was gonna do a surgery...


got dettol and a lot of cotton..


in the meanwhile my other frnds had returned empty handed..Talli got them in to see the show


also in the meanwhile I would have asked the artist 20 times as to how painful its gonna be


" It'll be a bit more painful on the thumb"


next 10 minutes I was wondering what is the level of pain 'bit more painful' is supposed to represent


I mean if he said painful..it would hv scared me enuf..given the rate at which he was producing sharp instruments...


but was it really necessary to say bit more painful...


DeepTHI had already uttered 3 times "ohh my god I cannot watch this" and Himesh was ready with his mobile video cam 10 mins b4 that...


so he was ready..I tightened my thumbs...tightened everything I could infact... and till the moment he was to put the needle
on my thumb..I was like dont..dont do it...dont do it.. no.. why am I doing this..?? why the thumb..


how would I hide my thumb at a business meeting, I'll hv to shake hands using my right had.. will I be able to eat dinner after this


I couldnt believe at one point that I was actaully gonna get a permanent tattoo in my life
while these questions flashed thru my mind very fast..


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7L3JsuC44IA

my skin felt the needle..oh yes what a pinch..its like how Earth would feel when someone takes a flag and tries to drive it into the ground..


the motor was running... I tried not to scream.. just made some funny faces...the needle mkes its presence felt, goes in and out of ur skin at an inclredible speed...


after maybe 15 seconds..I was like..thts not too bad.. and I was sitting normally throughout..,


we were chatting something thru out the operation..yeah I would inded call it an operation..


there it was...................the R and a star..lookin incredible..awesome...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vr-7oF4QbLA


I was given some tips as to hw shd I tk care of it


apply vaseline on the tattoo for 6-7 times for a week..moisturize it regularly..dont keep it too wet..etc..


Paid the 2500 bill at the counter to a cute sort of girl.. who asked me a few questions abt my tattoo..


I would hv surely managed to prolong the convo and atleast managed to get her phone number if I was in Pune..
but hell who wants to put in an effort in Hyderabad... I m leavin in the next 3 days..


was a good opportunity though..


anyways.........


thanks to my tattoo it was 8:30 and everyone was hungry... we had an ordeal to find where tried to find Sardar ka Dhaba at LakdikaPul and never found it...


got 25 minutes waiting at Sahib Singh Sultan and decided to move onto to a Chinese restro..


had some exotic chinese food at Aromas of China...


went home slept..


was so happy tht I had got a permanent tattoo...


so m not boasting here.. it needs guts.. till the moment u get it done..it takes guts to sit thru this...


few of my frnds are shocked that I can actually get this thing done.. they hv been thinkin of me as seedha bacha..which I am.. no debates around that


few of my frnds back at Pune are waiting to see the tattoo and are saying how proud they r gonna feel to say to others that one of their friends got a permanent tattoo..hving seeing it only on TV before they see mine....guys get it done urself..really !!


few of you are waiting for me to publish this blog..


and when you do read this guys....m sorry to hv kept u waiting..I wanted to get back to Pune, before I published this


this has been drafted as of today....30th November...


Guys... get a tattoo in ur life.. u r definitely missing an experience..


and for those of u who are still wondering why did I give the title " Got Skinned" to this post...


the organic ink of this tattoo is supposed to fill into the second layer of ur skin...epidermis..


so that tattoo eventually develops as a part of ur skin...


so when I ask u how it looks..say it looks good.. cos if u say u dont like it ,
it will be an insult to my skin !


Signing off with one of my fav. youtube vids.. 6 yr old Kid playing one of the
most awesome songs in Rock music history !!

I love it when he says Ay Ay Ay


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKYAhVSBxsQ




Cheers !!


Bhavin

The Trip to Hyderabad.... Prologue..

Before I begin.. Gamers.. this has nothing to do with 'GranTurismo5 - Prologue.'
Stepping into my new role at work.. I was asked to go to Hyd.. the place I hate..for a month..its a good place to stay in a hotel or company guest house...go out with frnds and n stuff...
but living here for 6 months in 2008 while trainig the NOC team was indeed a nightmare..neways.. so I decided to go there with a positive frame of mind...excited about my new roleand training.......... and came to know that two folks from my former team are also joining me...
one of them a new joinee who is getting married in a few days... poor guy..
and other..... well dont wanna say much apart frm the fact.. he is the ultimate deifinitionof Fat Lazy ASS.
So then came the day.. Konark express... yes our company has this train guidelinegoing on where we are not allowed to travel thru flights .. cost cutting
so for a 7 PM train... the sluggish guy said one of my frnds Nilesh.. whom I mentionedin a earlier blog post is gonna drive us frm my home.... He soon made me realize not to depend on a laggard like him ... who has not done one single thing in his life on time....by getting late while me n Nilesh waited at my place.....
U know in Movies.. during a very exciting part.. u get unnecessary scenes whr emotions andsome stupid stuff is done to strech the movie nd u r like..... plss cut the crap and get a move on .. thts what this guy is like...he can really test ur patience by being extremely slow and stupid..
so we hurried to Pune station..ran to platform num 3... and realized the train was a hour late
You knw we say...hey Mumbai airport is good.. Pune is a small pathetic airport. Indoreairport is a joke..
I sweared then and there .. I am never gonna say anything bad about any airport in my life again after experiencing the Pune railway stations platform number 3.
on top of that we got the heartening news in form of a deformed voice from an old speaker.tht Konark express is gonna be two hours late... so from 7 PM it was 9 PM.....
tht train starts frm Mumbai and got late ..6 hours bw Pune to Mumbai..we were alreadyregretting why dint we take the earlier Hyderabad express....
So I went to the vada pav shop as my frnds started dying due to hunger..saw a a Chennai guy frm Pune Chennai express struggle with the vada pav guy ..language issuesChennai guy wont speak Hindi as he thinks its a shame.... bloody MF Chennai guy.... the shopkeeper wont understand English or Tamil.. so I helped him out with his food and expenses... Fu**ng A didnt even say thanks...
not that I was helping someone to get a thanks.. I dont really mind ppl not saying thks nd all..but Chennai guys.......
here is why...cos I have heard abt Chennai guys..assholes of the upper category...I am 110% sureif I was struggling in Chennai no one wld hv sorted it out for me... I wished I hadnt helped him..
so I will, yes I WILL help Chennai guys in the future if they are struggling.....But I will make sure his black ass really has a hard time for 5 full mins and enjoy the show before I step in..
so there we were on the stinking platform.... had two rounds.. of vada pav.. still there was 1 hr 15 mins to go before the train arrived.
So we started loitering around the platform, found a book stall.. and after checking many a of novels decided to go for a 50 Rs Forbes magazine...
When we came across another book stall.. where my frnd also had a sudden fancy of buying something to read ... I saw a Reader's digest....
I felt like kicking myself.. how could I miss a RD at the previous one and take a Forbes,RD is like the novel I enjoyed so much since class 8th and was a regular reader before I started working..
Still cannot believe I boguht a Forbes and RD didnt come to my mind...
But neways..the moment I saw an Avaya ad in the magazine.. felt amazing..Two major reasons :
1. cos this is first time Avaya sales team had taken a intiative where it would take its visibility to the public.. Poeple in India feel proud while saying they work in Tata or Reliance and we miss saying that despite of being in a bigger and better company..itabout time Avaya is known in my country.
2. Big thing for me moving into my new role.. if the sales org. in India kicks off.. good for my future......
But I would still prefer a RD over Forbes next time........
So the train's arrival was finally announced.. weren't we delighted...
the Train did come in..now for some of the people who have seen Mumbai's local train barging into the station and braking... this arrival would have been testing......
I mean.. the train was entering the station at an amazingly... and trust me..amazingly slow speed.. I promise you could hv walked faster than the train.. and we did when we realized our AC 2 tier is gonna be ahead of where we stood..
the speed ..and it really does not deserve to be called speed.. so.. the manner in which the train was coming was a serious insult to the horse power the railway engine holds..
neways....
so the poeple in the train were interesting. couple of fat people who told me 'Jab me tumhari umar ka tha to aisa hi fit tha '.... m nt sure I would wanna be in a position to say thatto some 25 yrs old guy when I am 45.
and a Vora guy who narrated stories of his international travels..
and a military commando who was involved in the 26/11 raid in Taj Hotel...he told us the story so non heroically.. such a down to earth commando... a really amazingguy frm Mathura who despite of being a hero didnt flaunt it...
and readers of my previous post titled 'General Observations'.. you would understand when I saythat no girls were there in the train bogey I travelled in.. ofcourse they were in thenext one !!!
Morning I woke up at six, read a sticker in the bathroom saying no to use headphones loudly .. gave me the idea of getting my Ipod ,..... stood at the door for two hours listeining to someHard Rock music....8 am we got down on Secundrabad station........
So thats it.. it seems this is already turning out to be my longest blog entry....
Thats the prologue to my one month stay in Hyd..
if my journey towards Pune is as exciting.... or maybe exciting is nt the correct word..I'll say if it is as eventful as my arrival in Hyd...
there surely will be a Epilogue to this post.
And pals.. pls do not build a perception of Chennai people by my blog..
not all of them are bad people, one of them happens to be in my team and is a very nice guy :) .
Bhavin.

General observations..... or not so General ??!!

Maybe general for the minds of people like me who likes noticing things like these either because we have too much time or no time at all due to the life of excess we are living with too many things to to do in very less time...

So here are a few things which happen with most of the individuals I know..these experiences are acknowledged by plenty of guys.. and I mean plenty...

I was travelling to Indore recently... or rather coming back towards Pune I think while these few thoughts unravelled..

When two or more buses are standing at the local dhaba ... prettier girls will always hop on to the bus next to yours but never in your bus. This probability of a similar experience is high and entirely possible while travelling via a plane or a train.

There will always be stray dogs and Murgas ruuning around in the dhaba and u will be very careful with your legs if one of them even comes close to getting underneath ur table..

Toilets in all dhabas are hidden in the darkest of corners. Needless to add they r never clean.. never will be .. no arguements.

This one made me laugh while I was stading near the road tying to check out the tyres of all the vehicles passing by to get an idea about which comapny has the top market share in the state.....neways.. so this is what happens..

30 people are standing outside the bus at the dhaba waiting for the driver to open the door , and a new bus just enters the dhaba...all people turn towards that bus and keep watching it until every single individual gets off that bus and the door is closed..

I actually couldnt stop laughing when I was looking at a lot of people all watching the same bus with their arses facing me.. there was nothing in that bus.. in fact it was one of the dirtiest buses I had ever seen .. nothing u can term as attractive regarding the aesthetics of the bus or the poeple inside it.. bus bcos one person turns and looks... everybody follows...

Instant Messenger window copy paste.....dangerous thing to do... how often have u pasted or typed something highly embarressing to a person in a different chat window by mistake.... and needless to say... the person is totally bewildered..and a 100 thoughts are racing throught your mind to find out what excuse should you make for such a blatant..or in some cases vulgar... umm.. in most cases ..vulgar statement.

You are perfectly capable of writing very well articulated emails at all the times, espeacially emails to frnds may turn out to be flawless... but there has always got to be a spelling mistake in emails sent to your managers....

if ur underwear does fall down in a bathroom it will be on a pool of water...

Jeans of ur Size would never be available during Sale

Tata sky would be disabled and would need a recharge only before a crunch football, F1 or a cricket tie..
Chances are u will realize this very late and would be watching the highlights next day on YouTube.

And of yes ...if a drop dead gorgeous one does board the same bus as you do.. and I can write this in my blood .. she will be seated next to a very old guy or an individual who has no potential or guts whatsover to speak to her..

Reminds me of my frnd Nilesh.... if he reads this.... Ohh man...

I would end this by stating.. two facts..not observations.. but facts..:
1. There is no such thing as a seedhi saadhi ladki
2. Boys will be Boys.

I must thank my pals Amit, Gaurav, Vikas and Nilesh who contributed while having tea in our office cafeteria on a weekend when we had no work whatsover...which is usually the case in GNOC team..

Bhavin

The Sport need more Rubin Kazans

Before I start I must clarify that this post is not about a description of a football match .. I am writing this bcos there were a lot of special things that happened last night which gave every football fan in the world a special feeling.. something that pumped blood thru their veins with a rush of excitement

Uefa Champions League 2009-10

Matchday 2

Rubin Kazan vs FC Internationale Milano

How many times have you heard of the names Arsenal, Manchester Utd. Real Madrid, FC Barcelona... these clubs are always there , always among the top, the champions.. bcos they have the best players, or because they have the money to buy the best players, top coaches and fantastic training amenities, a famous football stadium like the Emirates or the Santiago Bernebau .......

Yesterday night I witnessed something new..... a new entrant in the world of champions. Rubin Kazan, from a little town Kazan, Russia.

Small stadium, not a single big name or major known player.. and the first time the Champions League came to their estadio, probably the first time a champs league match held in a stadio without a roof..

It was like a public holiday in Kazan, everyone trying to get a glimpse of the biggest football match of their lives, something that would put their city on the world map..and the stadium though small was looking beautiful, with the most wonderful architectural marvel glittering in the background... which I later found out was the Kazan Kremlin..

The stage was set.. by the time the match was about to start.. the viewer could feel the excitement in the air.. it was huge for this small city....

The match started..and Dominguez.. the Argentine scored for Kazan in the first 10 minutes.. oh man what a drive.. it was like the crowd drove him forward.. and he absolutely thumped the ball into the net.. it was a rifle... zoomed thru the finest defense the Italian champions from Milan had to offer

the stadium simply erupted.. very few times in ur life.. u see a match on TV where the crowd's noise is more than the commentator's word.. it was the case.. the city was on its feet..

and the celebrations.. hell it was like Arsenal celebrating a winning goal.

The match finished in a 1-1 draw.. but as new kids often do.. Rubin got complacent..and all their players tried to bathe into the glory by selfishly trying to score themselves instead of passing the ball..

But the match will be remembered for the burgeoning Russian side and the countless times they shook the Italian's bulwark...

Man if they had won this game it would have been 8 on the Richter in the Russian city...

Gr8 excitement.. 10 yrs down the line.. people will just see it as a 1-1 draw.. but I was one of the lucky ones who got to see this match Live and felt the unique experience .

I just wish more new clubs like Rubin come up and the competition continues on talent instead of money.

Bhavin

Would you like a Whisky or a Whiskey ??

Discovery Travel and Living , a channel which I rarely watch... but I totally had to stop on that channel... when they were showing Edinburgh...

It was beautiful.. so was the lady presenting it...

the roads .. old Edinburgh.. the hotels.. just amazing

So she then walks into one of many famous pubs in Scotland... and tastes one of the finest Scotch.. of course Discovery is paying.. why wouldn't she..

Then she points towards a bottle labeled Whiskey and another one labeled Whisky.. and asks the bartender..why are the spellings different.... ???

So here is the answer... ideally.. the spelling Whisky.. is reserved for Scotch .. and the Term Whiskey.. with a E that is.. is used when referring to all other Whiskeys in the world UK , American etc etc..

interesting revelation to me...

Thats when I observed.. that if you have chosen US English as a language option while typing..it gives an error in spell check.. it will suggest Whiskey... which is not really correct..

American Idiots.

So what would you like to have ?

Bhavin

Are you pissed .. or pissed ??

Tubthumping.. by Chumbawumba.. happens to be one of my favourite songs....
there is a part of song which goes like..
'Pissing the night awayyyyyyy'
I was reading about what Tubthumping or a Tubthumper means.. thats when I came across this very interesting excerpt from an article :

"To piss" has a different meaning in the UK than in the US - "Pissing the night away" would translate to "Drinking (alcoholic beverages) all night." To be pissed in England is to be drunk, to be pissed in the US is to be angry. "

So you can go into a bar at London , waste yourself and say ' I am pissed ' ... people would believe you... as u visibly would be pissed.
So Tubthumping lyrics obviously make a lot more sense now... as to why the lyrics go like..
'It takes a Whisky drink.. It takes a Vodka drink........."

As you must have guessed Chumbawumba is a British band.

And by the way... Tubthumper means a Politician in UK, Tubthumping means campaigning or trying hard to promote your views... all slang ofcourse..

Bhavin

Kavya Shivashankar vs the Indian Media

Now if you have ever been or are intersted in vocab and English language.. this is the girl you wanna be a fan of.. Kavya Shivashankar .. the 13 yr old Spelling Bee champ .... actually the 17th Indo American to win the championship in the last 11 years.......

And all this is happening while the 21st century media is not only printing mistakes but also telecasting them......

English news channel says.. " Center to send CRPF to West Bengal" .. Center or should it be
Centre .

Afridi to takeover as Pak T20 captain.. Takeover.. or take over... two words in verb form....

Now forgo .. as the dictionary tells me .. means to give up or relinquish.....
Forego.. means to precede.. or to go before something....
look at this one. " Air India executives toldto Forego perks and salaries for July "...... so where are they going before their salaries.... or it just doesnt make sense maybe...

Kavya spelt the word Laodicean to win the championship.. if she had learnt her spellings reading Indian newspapers or watching TV.. she would have even got Centre wrong...

and our bullshit Indian media takes pride in an Indo American winning.. what did you do to make it happen Jerks...

well ofcourse none of these mistakes are as big as Nov 10, 1969 Indian newspaper headline "De Daulle dead ".. which doll died.. Barbie??? was she even there in 1969... orr.. ohhhh they might be trying to refer to the assassination of the French President Charles De Gaulle...

English grammar is tough.. I will always agree to that... spellings are not easy either

Ever wondered what is the difference between the word complain and complaint ?????

Bhavin