Showing posts with label nonsense. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nonsense. Show all posts

Friday, September 18, 2009

Kaala Akshar Bhains Barabar

The most innovative and hilarious literacy campaign I've ever seen! Check our J and L. I also like how V has been used to discourage 'immorality'.

What fun it would have been if we all had been taught our A B C's this way!


Received via email from Mawkish Rains and Pallavi.

Friday, June 05, 2009

Monday, November 05, 2007

Poetic genius

I found a priceless treasure today, all thanks to the cleaning up that mom made me do (so I guess I should actually be thankful to her, instead of cribbing about all the 'child labour'...)

This old treasure is a thin little pocket diary sans its cover... the pages have yellowed, and I can't quite place it's date, except that its atleast 15 years old. In a very bad handwriting, it has in it, a poem scrawled in ink... without further preamble, let me just present it to you.

Bewakoof Prajakta
Ek ladki thi Miss Prajakta
Na usse tha kuchh aata jaata
Waise usse marathi ka period tha bhaata
Specially jab teacher hoti Mrs. Nivedita
Uska har ek joke hota tha flop
Phir bhi kehti 'I'm top'
Uski bewakoofi ka na tha ek bhi stop
Intelligence ka na ugta uske brain mein crop
Poets ne usspar poetry banaii
Phir bhi uske brain par bewakoofi thii chhaaii
Woh karti bas apni badhai
Aakhir ek din uski bewakoofi rang laaii
Ek din shuru kiya usne doosron ko kaatna
Shukr hai nahin chaha kisi ko chaatna
Yehi dukh humein hai doosron ko baantna
Log uske liye lage naamon ko chhaatna
Koi kehta woh hai crocodile
Koi kehta woh maarti hai crow ki style
Main kehti hoon uski hai bandar jaisi smile
Usski report banati hoon main file by file
Kabhi na hoga iss poem ka khaatma
Kyunki bewakoofi na chhodegi uski aatma
Yehi hai iss poem ka climax
Jiske liye loongi main sabse tax

I kid you not, people. This is for real. I know this was written sometime back in school, but darned if I can remember who wrote it. I admit with some regret that the handwriting is not mine. I have a sneaking suspicion though, that this might be the work of the over-fertile imaginations of more than one mind, and that the writing merely belongs to the person who put it to paper.

Weren't we just perfectly horrid when we were kids? And very happy being so, if I recall correctly... I remember vividly how we teased and harassed the subject of this poetry, Prajakta, and feel a little hot behind the ears about it, at the moment. I called up Meenal to read this out loud to her, soon as I finished laughing my head off about it (so that I could begin again, of course). We both agreed that we were wicked and horrible and completely hateful to her, the poor thing, but we couldn't really help cracking up over this! This is a very insufficient apology, and one that I'm sure will never reach the intended recepient, and I hope, also unnecessary and that she has forgotten and forgiven all this!

Does anyone remember who wrote this? This is an open appeal to all the other girls to tell me, if they happen to read this and remember anything...

Friday, June 08, 2007

Loyalty Bonus?



This is an actual conversation that happened between me and a sales rep who called me up, trying to sell a credit card.

Me: Hello

Sales Rep: Is this Miss Rashmi?

Me: Yes.

SR: Hello Ma'm. I'm calling from Standard Chartered Bank. Can take a few minutes of your
time?

Me: Is this about some credit card?

SR: Yes Ma'm. Actually, we're offering you a...

Me: (cutting in) I had a Stan C card earlier, but I returned it because I got some really bad service. I don't want another Standard Chartered card.

SR: Hmmpphh! We're not even going to give you a credit card! Standard Chartered is a good company! Thank you and good bye!

Click.

My jaw literally dropped. I've touched new lows with this conversation...

I only hope, for the poor girl's sake that the call was not recorded. But I wonder - would Stan C offer her a loyalty bonus?

Monday, November 06, 2006

Me? A Sportscar?? Naaaah...

I'm a Ferrari 360 Modena! (or so they claim!)

You've got it all. Power, passion, precision, and style. You're sensuous, exotic, and temperamental. Sure, you're expensive and high-maintenance, but you're worth it.



Hee hee!!

Ok, so I have no clue how they came up with this... I mean, c'mon! Temperamental? Exotic?? HIGH-maintenance??? Gimme a break!!

I'd much rather have been a Mercedes SLK, by the way... but the only way to be one would be to like going topless on a summer day!! (which, incidentally, is one of the questions on the quiz, and NOT something I came up with, ok! So quit sniggering!)

That does it... I'm going on a self quest starting today... More personality test results to follow in future edittions of the blog :-D

In the meanwhile, you take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz too... http://www.tomorrowland.us/sportscar