What else can I say? I think its de rigueur to have a mom with loads of fashion-sense otherwise you’re drowned in the pool of faddism and inanity. No, really. My mood has been shitty since morning cos I opened my closet (in the morning :/) to find hell loads of PJs and night dresses. That too, pink and flowery. I’m sick of pink. Totally, ugh.
Whenever me and my mum go shopping (which is always), my mum manages to get me loads of flowery, pink pajamas. They could be more expensive that that nice dress there, but hell no, she always goes for the pajamas. ONLY.
It used to be fun before, when you didn’t have to be so fashion conscious. When you could go out the house, till, maybe the shop nearby wearing yer pajamas. When you were a little kid. But now, it’s dumb when people openly laugh at you when you go to the SAME shop wearing pajamas. And it’s not like I’m imagining it. They laughed at me OUTRIGHT. Like, it was a group of maybe 4 girls and they collapsed in a fit of giggles as soon as they saw me. They were dressed in the worst possible Churidaars EVER. Their AUDACITY was.. mind-numbing! I gave them a cold stare and went about my business, but hey, people DO laugh. It’s no joke. :|
My mum has a technique. She’ll give me negative vibes when I adamantly refuse to listen to her and BUY those clothes on display, THERE.
Or, there’s this other thing that does the trick.
For example.
Scene: At a shop.. I like some shirt. My mum doesn’t like it (cos its not bright and flowery :|)
So, this is what she does.
Me: Mom, I want that shirt.
Her: Nanditha.. you won’t wear it.
Me: Why would I want to buy it if I won’t wear it? :|
Her: Because I’m your mom and I know. [uh, yeah, right]
Me: Sick. I wanna buy it, and that’s it.
Her: [in a serious tone] Your dad wonn’t like it.
THAT does the trick. Yes it does. It not only brings the conversation to an end, but it ALSO makes me walk out of the shop in anger, and my mum.. pleased with herself. :|
I really consider stuff like that, BTW. I mean, if dad doesn’t like something, I’ll probably argue about it but in the end, I’m going to listen to him.
BUT. I came to know how big a farce that line really was when I went shopping with both mom and dad. Mom uttered the trademark line again, and my dad goes.. “But.. I think it’ll look good on her. Moreover, she likes it”
That did it. My mum started communicating with her eyes, u know, her eyes conveying DEEPLY, the message – “no, tell her that you won’t like it! Dammit, why can’t you just nod along?”
Goodie. So now I had an ANSWER. =D
Everytime she said the “dad wont like it” line, I’d say that I don’t really care cos I knew that mum turned out to be wrong that everytime.
It's true. I AM Fashion sense LESS. :P
Well. BTW, if you think being 16 and still shopping with yer mom is dumb, then HEY! I don’t really shop by myself, and moreover, I don’t have a cousin/anybody who lives nearby with whom I can go shopping AND I don’t go shopping with friends.. I dunno why, though.
Plus, this is India. Real shopping with friends isn’t time pass. Window-shopping is. =D
~ I need to find out a bit about Christmas.. it’s for a morning assembly. Damn!
Psst.. Half the people out there don’t like my template. I don’t LOVE the orange colour, but I do like everything else. Call me conceited, but I’m gonna stick to liking it. And I don’t care. AND, I can be kiddish -> *sticks out tongue*
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December 14, 2008
October 24, 2008
Oct 22: Happy Birthday to me! =)
1 Random Retorts
Well, happy birthday to me! I know I’m late by two days, but DUH! I was busy, don’t you see? No, really. I was busy on the 22nd, I was busy on the 23rd, and then I suddenly fell sick on the 24th, i.e, today. Heh. Okay, so, well, I’ll tell ya what I did on my bday and on the day after.
Lets start from 12:00 AM! The day I turned SIXXTEEN! Woohoo! Can you BELIEVE it?! I’m 16 now! That’s like, one-six, sixteen! =D
So, I got calls from people. A few, I’d say. It was TOO good. AND, my mum gave me this card, in which she’d written some REALLY touvhing stuff. I started crying and my mum was like, shush. Co incidentally, this one friend called me then and I was like,s obbing and saying, “thank you”.. =D
Hmm, so I went to sleep at around 1 AM =D..
And got up the next day at 6: 50 AM! =D :P.. I got gifts and stuff! The White Tiger (the BOOK, okay? NOT some random stuffed toy).. money (the treat, sigh) and lots of other stuff I cant really think of now! I need to tell you about SCHOOL!
School was ENTIRELY awesome. They sang the Bday song for me in class. YAYYY! =D
But, apparently, everyong laughed pretty hard when they sang it for me cos I was, like, almost dancing (I was standing right in front)
Well, and then I had LOTS of fun! I’d done my homework and all and stuff, so yeah, I was pretty much happy.
THEN comes the BAD part. Well, in my school canteen, we get Dosas (the Sagar Ratna ones =/).. and this one kid dropped sambar all over my shir t and skirt (SNIFF! The ONE day I want my shirt and skirt to stay white as hell! My (un)LUCK!)
Okay, I gotta tell ya, I DON’T get my shirt dirty, like, ever. But on THAT particular day, I dunno why, My shirt and skirt were just completely ORANGE-ish. Sigh.
Well, I washed off as much as I could, and in the end, a few weird orange stains were there on my shirt. The skirt was pretty much okay, chalta hai.
And then it was TWO PM, and the bell rang and all of us went to that one place. THAT one place, yes. =D
Okay so, I’d planned to take my friends to this one place after school, seedha. Umm, there were 6 of us (a few people had to cancel the plans last minute mein, but oh well, that ALWAYS happens, so I acted psychic and pretty much KNEW about it pehle se hi)
And, well, we DID go. IT was FUNNNNN! =)
I cut a cake. Black Forest wala. I LOVE Black Forest cakes! And pastries too! They’re DELICIOUS!! Well, lets see.. I bought a small one cos there were only 6 of us. It was perfect. I’m not posting a picuture of it cos.. I don’t want to (HA! =D)
So, umm.. we ordered pizza too, and noodles too (the Indian in me STILL hasn’t stopped calling it chowmein, srsly. WAIT! Is chowmein supposed to be Indian or Chinese? :\).. and haha! It was TOO good! My friend even got a cake for me but I was selfish and never opened the box. I opened it at home. It was DELICIOUSSSS =)
But, yeah, so.. we had fun. We were, like, the most OBNOXIOUS ppl there. Ofcourse, there was this one corner, which we chose. The only bad thing about the place was that it had plastic chairs instead of the normal fancy ones, but I really didn’t care. As long as we could be loud! =D
So, we ate, and with full-full stomachs, went out. Took some pictures. Here’s one of them:
I’m the one taking the pic, so I’m the one whose foot/leg isn’t THAT visible. :\
I know.
And that’s my friend stomping (or is it stamping?) on my foot. Sigh.
We even made the \m/ waale signs and linked out hands together. My hands the one with the white-ish thread like thingy. My mum hates it. :/
Hmm, so well, I’m not gonna put down random conversations here cos I don’t remember any (my memory isn’t THAT sharp, hmm). B left at around 4 and everyone else left by 5:10 - 5: 15. I said bye to everyone and came back home too. And I attended tuition, but I Was so tired that I fell asleep there. But nobody got mad at me cos it was my birthday. At 7:00 PM, I hurried to my friends place. I mean, I reached by 7:30. I had planned to take A and S to this one other place. But S (ARGH!).. she had tuition and came back at 8. Can you BELIEVE it?! She KNEW ‘twas my buday, STILL!
And then FINALLY, we entered that one place at 8:30.
The rest of evening remains pretty confidential (I SWEAR!). But, we DID have pizzas, we DID play akkad bakkad bambe bo at 10 in the night in some random park, we DID run after each other like drunkards And we DID go to my house and then read out our manifesto’s. I sang Baa Baa Black Sheep too. =)
We did imagine that a cow was a motorbike and we DID imagine that .. well,I don’t remember. All I remember is feeling bloated. Heh. =D
Umm, so, yeah, that’s about it. And LOTS of people called me too! Whoa! Infact, I still have a LOT of people to call back and thank! :P
Plus, lets see.. on the 23rd, my voice was completely GONE! Completely. I was like, trying VERY hard to get words outta my mouth. THAT bad. And I had to read out my manifesto in the assembly too. But, guess what!?
(In the assembly)
Ma’am: Now, for the post of Infrastructural Security, we had two people. The first nominee is [insert my name]. She will nto introduce herself because her voice is gone, she has a very sore throat. The second nominee is [enter his name]. Etc etc.
I mena, you get the point, sdont you?! I was DEAD scared! But still, WOOHOO! =D
Okay, so, the whole day, I kept tryna talk. AND, I gave R the infection thingy!! Now HE has a sore throat (bechaara. Immunity to dekho! =D) and my throat is back to normal. Although I AM sneezing a bit and all. Heh. =D
Okay, so that’s it for today. I have the Open Day thingy tomorrow. My parents ARE going. I guess. Lets see.
~Haffun. Heh. Ab to yeh mera STYLE ho gaya hai. Apparently. :P
Lets start from 12:00 AM! The day I turned SIXXTEEN! Woohoo! Can you BELIEVE it?! I’m 16 now! That’s like, one-six, sixteen! =D
So, I got calls from people. A few, I’d say. It was TOO good. AND, my mum gave me this card, in which she’d written some REALLY touvhing stuff. I started crying and my mum was like, shush. Co incidentally, this one friend called me then and I was like,s obbing and saying, “thank you”.. =D
Hmm, so I went to sleep at around 1 AM =D..
And got up the next day at 6: 50 AM! =D :P.. I got gifts and stuff! The White Tiger (the BOOK, okay? NOT some random stuffed toy).. money (the treat, sigh) and lots of other stuff I cant really think of now! I need to tell you about SCHOOL!
School was ENTIRELY awesome. They sang the Bday song for me in class. YAYYY! =D
But, apparently, everyong laughed pretty hard when they sang it for me cos I was, like, almost dancing (I was standing right in front)
Well, and then I had LOTS of fun! I’d done my homework and all and stuff, so yeah, I was pretty much happy.
THEN comes the BAD part. Well, in my school canteen, we get Dosas (the Sagar Ratna ones =/).. and this one kid dropped sambar all over my shir t and skirt (SNIFF! The ONE day I want my shirt and skirt to stay white as hell! My (un)LUCK!)
Okay, I gotta tell ya, I DON’T get my shirt dirty, like, ever. But on THAT particular day, I dunno why, My shirt and skirt were just completely ORANGE-ish. Sigh.
Well, I washed off as much as I could, and in the end, a few weird orange stains were there on my shirt. The skirt was pretty much okay, chalta hai.
And then it was TWO PM, and the bell rang and all of us went to that one place. THAT one place, yes. =D
Okay so, I’d planned to take my friends to this one place after school, seedha. Umm, there were 6 of us (a few people had to cancel the plans last minute mein, but oh well, that ALWAYS happens, so I acted psychic and pretty much KNEW about it pehle se hi)
And, well, we DID go. IT was FUNNNNN! =)
I cut a cake. Black Forest wala. I LOVE Black Forest cakes! And pastries too! They’re DELICIOUS!! Well, lets see.. I bought a small one cos there were only 6 of us. It was perfect. I’m not posting a picuture of it cos.. I don’t want to (HA! =D)
So, umm.. we ordered pizza too, and noodles too (the Indian in me STILL hasn’t stopped calling it chowmein, srsly. WAIT! Is chowmein supposed to be Indian or Chinese? :\).. and haha! It was TOO good! My friend even got a cake for me but I was selfish and never opened the box. I opened it at home. It was DELICIOUSSSS =)
But, yeah, so.. we had fun. We were, like, the most OBNOXIOUS ppl there. Ofcourse, there was this one corner, which we chose. The only bad thing about the place was that it had plastic chairs instead of the normal fancy ones, but I really didn’t care. As long as we could be loud! =D
So, we ate, and with full-full stomachs, went out. Took some pictures. Here’s one of them:
I’m the one taking the pic, so I’m the one whose foot/leg isn’t THAT visible. :\
I know.
And that’s my friend stomping (or is it stamping?) on my foot. Sigh.
We even made the \m/ waale signs and linked out hands together. My hands the one with the white-ish thread like thingy. My mum hates it. :/
Hmm, so well, I’m not gonna put down random conversations here cos I don’t remember any (my memory isn’t THAT sharp, hmm). B left at around 4 and everyone else left by 5:10 - 5: 15. I said bye to everyone and came back home too. And I attended tuition, but I Was so tired that I fell asleep there. But nobody got mad at me cos it was my birthday. At 7:00 PM, I hurried to my friends place. I mean, I reached by 7:30. I had planned to take A and S to this one other place. But S (ARGH!).. she had tuition and came back at 8. Can you BELIEVE it?! She KNEW ‘twas my buday, STILL!
And then FINALLY, we entered that one place at 8:30.
The rest of evening remains pretty confidential (I SWEAR!). But, we DID have pizzas, we DID play akkad bakkad bambe bo at 10 in the night in some random park, we DID run after each other like drunkards And we DID go to my house and then read out our manifesto’s. I sang Baa Baa Black Sheep too. =)
We did imagine that a cow was a motorbike and we DID imagine that .. well,I don’t remember. All I remember is feeling bloated. Heh. =D
Umm, so, yeah, that’s about it. And LOTS of people called me too! Whoa! Infact, I still have a LOT of people to call back and thank! :P
Plus, lets see.. on the 23rd, my voice was completely GONE! Completely. I was like, trying VERY hard to get words outta my mouth. THAT bad. And I had to read out my manifesto in the assembly too. But, guess what!?
(In the assembly)
Ma’am: Now, for the post of Infrastructural Security, we had two people. The first nominee is [insert my name]. She will nto introduce herself because her voice is gone, she has a very sore throat. The second nominee is [enter his name]. Etc etc.
I mena, you get the point, sdont you?! I was DEAD scared! But still, WOOHOO! =D
Okay, so, the whole day, I kept tryna talk. AND, I gave R the infection thingy!! Now HE has a sore throat (bechaara. Immunity to dekho! =D) and my throat is back to normal. Although I AM sneezing a bit and all. Heh. =D
Okay, so that’s it for today. I have the Open Day thingy tomorrow. My parents ARE going. I guess. Lets see.
~Haffun. Heh. Ab to yeh mera STYLE ho gaya hai. Apparently. :P
October 16, 2008
Another kid. :/
2 Random Retorts
Theres this one kid. In my bus, sigh. I dunno why, but the kids that piss me off the most travel by bus and they travel in the SAME route I travel by. Jeez!
So, this kid, lets call her A.. I’ll tell ya what happened today.
I got into the bus, morning mei.
I went to the back and sat down with the rest of my friends. But, apparently, they were talking about some movie, so I wasn’t really taking an interest and all.
So, this kids sitting in the second last seat. And this is the conversation that followed:
Her: didi… aapka naam kya hai? (Didi, whats your name?)
Me: [insert my name]. (I was bored)
Her: Toh.. aapke first term mei kaise marks aaye? (So.. how much did you get in yer first term?)
Me: Kyun? Achhe ni the, utne. Math mei 60. (Why? And, Ididnt good marks. A 60 in math :|)
Her: KYA!?? Maths mei SIXTY? Hawwwww. :o (WHAT?! :O.. a SICTY? OMG!)
Me: Tumhare? =) (Yours?)
Her: Mere to TWENTY FOUR aaye, 25 mei se! (Me..! I got 24 outta 25!!)
Me: Wow, nice! Tab bhi mere satra-athaara hi aate the. =D (wow.. nice! Even then, I used to get around 17-18 only)
Her: Mereko dekho, itni chhoti hoke bhi itne ache marks le aati hun. Aap bhi na! (Look at me! I’m so young, still I get such good marks! And you..!)
I was starting to get irritated by then
Me: Yeah, whatever.
And thankfully, we reached school by then.
So, the kid hadn’t finished the conversation, apparently, cos in the afternoon, she finds a seat right opposite mine and shes like..
Her: didi!
Me: Hey =)
Her: toh.. aap kahan ke ho? (so.. where are you from?)
Me: [I told her]
Her: Ohh. Aapke papa kya karte hain? (Oh. So, what does yer dad do?)
Me: Pata nahi. Jaan-ne ki koshish bhi ni ki hai. :/ (I don’t know. I never tried to know, u know)
Her: Ohh. Aapki mummy bhi kaam karti hain kya? (Ohh. Does yer mum work too?)
Me: Uhh.. kya?? :| (Umm.. WHAT?)
Her: aapke papa ghar kab aate hain? (When does yer dad come back home?)
Me:*laughs*.. KYUN? (WHY?)
Her: [she was deaf, I SWEAR!] Aapke marks achhe hi nahi aate kya kabhi? (Don’t you good marks, like, ever?)
Me: Umm. Aap yeh sab pooch hi kyun rahe ho? (umm.. why ARE are you asking me all this?)
Her: Bas, aise hi. Bore ho rahi thi!! (Just like that! I was getting bored!!)
Me: uhh.
Me (aside) Aajkal ke bachhe saare nerds hain. Weird. :/ (Todays kids are all nerds. Weird)
And then, THANKFULLY, it was her stop and I hurriedly said bye. My friends had been watching and they were like, why do you even RESPOND? Just ignore her and she’ll get the point. And I’m like.. but.. that’s not fair. xD
Haha. Some kids sure are weird as hell. =D
I just hope she doesn’t bug me TOMORROW! :O
So, this kid, lets call her A.. I’ll tell ya what happened today.
I got into the bus, morning mei.
I went to the back and sat down with the rest of my friends. But, apparently, they were talking about some movie, so I wasn’t really taking an interest and all.
So, this kids sitting in the second last seat. And this is the conversation that followed:
Her: didi… aapka naam kya hai? (Didi, whats your name?)
Me: [insert my name]. (I was bored)
Her: Toh.. aapke first term mei kaise marks aaye? (So.. how much did you get in yer first term?)
Me: Kyun? Achhe ni the, utne. Math mei 60. (Why? And, Ididnt good marks. A 60 in math :|)
Her: KYA!?? Maths mei SIXTY? Hawwwww. :o (WHAT?! :O.. a SICTY? OMG!)
Me: Tumhare? =) (Yours?)
Her: Mere to TWENTY FOUR aaye, 25 mei se! (Me..! I got 24 outta 25!!)
Me: Wow, nice! Tab bhi mere satra-athaara hi aate the. =D (wow.. nice! Even then, I used to get around 17-18 only)
Her: Mereko dekho, itni chhoti hoke bhi itne ache marks le aati hun. Aap bhi na! (Look at me! I’m so young, still I get such good marks! And you..!)
I was starting to get irritated by then
Me: Yeah, whatever.
And thankfully, we reached school by then.
So, the kid hadn’t finished the conversation, apparently, cos in the afternoon, she finds a seat right opposite mine and shes like..
Her: didi!
Me: Hey =)
Her: toh.. aap kahan ke ho? (so.. where are you from?)
Me: [I told her]
Her: Ohh. Aapke papa kya karte hain? (Oh. So, what does yer dad do?)
Me: Pata nahi. Jaan-ne ki koshish bhi ni ki hai. :/ (I don’t know. I never tried to know, u know)
Her: Ohh. Aapki mummy bhi kaam karti hain kya? (Ohh. Does yer mum work too?)
Me: Uhh.. kya?? :| (Umm.. WHAT?)
Her: aapke papa ghar kab aate hain? (When does yer dad come back home?)
Me:*laughs*.. KYUN? (WHY?)
Her: [she was deaf, I SWEAR!] Aapke marks achhe hi nahi aate kya kabhi? (Don’t you good marks, like, ever?)
Me: Umm. Aap yeh sab pooch hi kyun rahe ho? (umm.. why ARE are you asking me all this?)
Her: Bas, aise hi. Bore ho rahi thi!! (Just like that! I was getting bored!!)
Me: uhh.
Me (aside) Aajkal ke bachhe saare nerds hain. Weird. :/ (Todays kids are all nerds. Weird)
And then, THANKFULLY, it was her stop and I hurriedly said bye. My friends had been watching and they were like, why do you even RESPOND? Just ignore her and she’ll get the point. And I’m like.. but.. that’s not fair. xD
Haha. Some kids sure are weird as hell. =D
I just hope she doesn’t bug me TOMORROW! :O
October 14, 2008
A frog or an alien?
3 Random Retorts
You know, long ago, my mum got me rubber bands. Yes, rubber bands. And I never wore them cos there were two frogs made on each one of them, which wasn’t something I really liked.
So, one fine day, I ran outta rubber bands and I HAD to wear the frog-rubber band. So, I just made a normal pony tail and went to my friend’s house. And my friend immediately notices my rubber band and this is the conversation that takes place.. =D
Her: Whats that alien-like thing yer wearing?
Me: I ran outta rubberbands. I HAD to wear this one.
Her: But.. what IS it?
Me: It’s a frog, apparently. There were 5 different colours, though!
Her: Nahi. It looks like an alien to me.. with those EYES. :o
Me: Nahi NA! It’s a frog, believe you me, I have around a zillion rubber bands of the same type at home.
Her: No way. It IS an alien.
And we were arguing whether it was an alien or a frog... :\
So, YOU tell me. Is this an alien or a frog? =D
So, one fine day, I ran outta rubber bands and I HAD to wear the frog-rubber band. So, I just made a normal pony tail and went to my friend’s house. And my friend immediately notices my rubber band and this is the conversation that takes place.. =D
Her: Whats that alien-like thing yer wearing?
Me: I ran outta rubberbands. I HAD to wear this one.
Her: But.. what IS it?
Me: It’s a frog, apparently. There were 5 different colours, though!
Her: Nahi. It looks like an alien to me.. with those EYES. :o
Me: Nahi NA! It’s a frog, believe you me, I have around a zillion rubber bands of the same type at home.
Her: No way. It IS an alien.
And we were arguing whether it was an alien or a frog... :\
So, YOU tell me. Is this an alien or a frog? =D
October 05, 2008
I irritate customer care people. Convict me?
4 Random Retorts
So, I called the helpline number thingy cos I didn’t know what e-topup was. So, I dialed 111 (that’s the customer care number) and asked him that. Now, even though I’ve changed the language the customer care guys should talk in from Hindi to English, the one that was on line was TOTALLY hindi-ish.
So, this is the conversation that followed.
Him: Namashkaar ma’am. Aapka poora naam aur number de dijiye zara, please.
(Goodmorning ma’am. Could I please have yer full name and number, please?)
Me: [insert full name here], [insert mob. number here]
Okay, for the time being, lets assume that my name is XYZ. Then,
Him: Hanji. Hum aapki sahayta kaise kar sakte hain, XYZ jee?
(Yes. So, how can I help you, XYZ jee)
Me: Umm, I’d like to know what e-top up is.
Him: XYZ jee, aap nischint rahiye, hum aapki poori tareeke se sahayta karenge. E-top up?
(Please, don’t be worried. (Or anxious).. I’ll try and help you fully. E-top up?)
Me: haan. E-top up HOTA kya hai?
(Yes. What IS e-topup?)
Him: XYZ jee, aap nishchint rahiye, hum aapki poore tareeke se sahayata karenge.
[Yes, XYZ jee, please remain unworried, I’ll try andhelp you as much as I can. )
[And then he explains what e-topup is]
After that, he is like:
Him: XYZ jee, aap nishchint rahiye, aapki hum aur koi sahayata kar sakte hain?
(XYZ jee, please remain unworried, do you have any other query?)
Me: umm.. haan. Nishchint ka matlab kya hota hai?
(Er, yes. What does ‘nishchint’ mean?)
Him: *silence* kya?
(What?)
Me: Haan.. ummm.. nishchint ka matlab kya hota hai? :]
(er, yes. What does ‘nishchint’ mean?)
Him: nishchint maane… tension-free.
(Nishchint means.. tension free)
Me: ohh. Right. Bina kisi chinta ke. Right. ThnakYOU! :]
(Oh, right. Without any worried. Right, thankYOU! =))
Him: Jee haan, zarur. Aur koi sawal hai?
(Yes, ofcourse. Do you have any other queries?)
Me: Nahi,t hank you so much.
(Nope. Thank you so much. =) )
Him: Thankyou for calling Vodafone service.. etc.
Well, I wont say this was a FUNNY convo, but it killed me. I laughed for a full five minutes after having kept the phone down, LOL! =D
It’s just that, right THEN, my friend called. And I told her about this whole thing and she was like, bechaara, the guy must be thinking yer a complete idot , now. And I’m like, laughing and saying yeah, who cares?
I don’t think I Was too nice, having asked a question he isn’t paid to answer, but anyways. I laughed a lot cos of it. I wonder if he was pissed or not.
~ And oh, coincidentally, the guys name was Deepak Sharma. Dee-duck, u listening?
So, this is the conversation that followed.
Him: Namashkaar ma’am. Aapka poora naam aur number de dijiye zara, please.
(Goodmorning ma’am. Could I please have yer full name and number, please?)
Me: [insert full name here], [insert mob. number here]
Okay, for the time being, lets assume that my name is XYZ. Then,
Him: Hanji. Hum aapki sahayta kaise kar sakte hain, XYZ jee?
(Yes. So, how can I help you, XYZ jee)
Me: Umm, I’d like to know what e-top up is.
Him: XYZ jee, aap nischint rahiye, hum aapki poori tareeke se sahayta karenge. E-top up?
(Please, don’t be worried. (Or anxious).. I’ll try and help you fully. E-top up?)
Me: haan. E-top up HOTA kya hai?
(Yes. What IS e-topup?)
Him: XYZ jee, aap nishchint rahiye, hum aapki poore tareeke se sahayata karenge.
[Yes, XYZ jee, please remain unworried, I’ll try andhelp you as much as I can. )
[And then he explains what e-topup is]
After that, he is like:
Him: XYZ jee, aap nishchint rahiye, aapki hum aur koi sahayata kar sakte hain?
(XYZ jee, please remain unworried, do you have any other query?)
Me: umm.. haan. Nishchint ka matlab kya hota hai?
(Er, yes. What does ‘nishchint’ mean?)
Him: *silence* kya?
(What?)
Me: Haan.. ummm.. nishchint ka matlab kya hota hai? :]
(er, yes. What does ‘nishchint’ mean?)
Him: nishchint maane… tension-free.
(Nishchint means.. tension free)
Me: ohh. Right. Bina kisi chinta ke. Right. ThnakYOU! :]
(Oh, right. Without any worried. Right, thankYOU! =))
Him: Jee haan, zarur. Aur koi sawal hai?
(Yes, ofcourse. Do you have any other queries?)
Me: Nahi,t hank you so much.
(Nope. Thank you so much. =) )
Him: Thankyou for calling Vodafone service.. etc.
Well, I wont say this was a FUNNY convo, but it killed me. I laughed for a full five minutes after having kept the phone down, LOL! =D
It’s just that, right THEN, my friend called. And I told her about this whole thing and she was like, bechaara, the guy must be thinking yer a complete idot , now. And I’m like, laughing and saying yeah, who cares?
I don’t think I Was too nice, having asked a question he isn’t paid to answer, but anyways. I laughed a lot cos of it. I wonder if he was pissed or not.
~ And oh, coincidentally, the guys name was Deepak Sharma. Dee-duck, u listening?
September 11, 2008
You know, we cant study when we have stuff to gossip (read: Talk) about
3 Random Retorts
ROFL So, like, I went to this friends house today. She had a few doubts in permutations, and its pretty hard when we study alone and all so I went over to help her. AND study for my English Exam the next day.
So yeah.
1:00 pm – I arrive at her house. All tired and huffing and puffing and stuff. :P
1: 10 pm –
Me: lets take a break till 1: 30
Her: No, 1: 35.
Me: LOL okay! :]
And then we watched the MTV Top ten songs n all. My friend LOVED this one song by Jay Sean (ugh) called Ride It. Like, at one point, in the song, he says “Ride it… I wanna fell u” types something. I repeated that and me and my friend were rolling on the bed, laughing out LOUD. Real Loud. XD
And, my friend has this little sister, shes in the fourth grade and the kid really didn’t get anything, but she laughed with us. XD
And then we watched the video of Rock star, by Nickleback. I didn’t get the video, it wasn’t especially interesting, but I LoveLoveLOVE the song! :)
I wanna be a ROCKSTARRR
=D
Anyway, it was 1 35. THEN, my phone rang and my friend was like, “chee, kitna ganda ringtonme laga rakha hai!” and I’m like.. yeah my memory cards corrupt so I gotta adjust with the ones tat’re already there in the phone. SO then, my friend got this BRIGHT idea, ki we record stuff and then we put it as the ringtone. We sang that one song from that Really fmous movie.
We sang this, in our EXTREMELY phatti hui aawazein:
“Rote hue.. aate hain sab.. hasta hua jo.. jayega.. wo muqqadar (HA!), ka sikandar (HA!).. WO muqqadar (HA!), ka sikandar(HA!).. Jaanemann.. kehelayega!”
ROFL we were laughing real bad when we heard the thingy. And, then, suddenly:
My friend: OYE! Its 2 30! DUFFER! We haven’t even STARTED studying! :|
Me: Uh oh. =D
Well.. we didn’t study. We went to the study and, then, I stared telling her about how much I wanted o go for this movie with a friend but I couldn’t JUS cos my parents don’t want me to and all.. :|
Anyway.. yeah, surprisingly, it was 4 30 by the time we evenm STARTED studying. My friend was like, “Bass, I’m gonna FLUNK tomorrow mann, I mean, humne KUCH ni padha!”
Me: Haan yaar. Chhod yaar, be optimistic. :]
Her: Heh. XD
So then, it was time for tuition and all.. we went to tuition and I couldn’t evben CONCENTRATE cos I was SO Sleepy and tired. I was yawning continuously. Sigh.
Then, well, kya hua? Bas, my friend (the one that had a crush on this new guy at school) was like, gimme his number! Now, shes my best friend, so I declined, like IMMEDIATELY. I mean, wtf! She was (is) SO badly in love with him (ARGH!) that she even stooped as low as wanting to emotionally blackmail me to get his number. I just hope I don’t succumb to her blackmailing. Meanwhile, my friend, whos been listening to our conversation n all the whole time is like:
Her: Why is she such a despo
Me: Aise mat bol yaar. Its just that hes her first crush and stuff.
Her: SO? I wouldn’t ask for his number just cos I wanted to stare at it. And she has such filmy, stupid reasons
Me: Enough! Mai kuch nahi sunne waali uske khilaaf. I mean, yer right, but YAAR! I cant help it ! shes my friend. Well. Samjhaana toh mera kaam hi hai.
Her: Yeah.. yer right.
And then we said g’bye and went our ways. I mean, wegotta go in two different directions while going home, so yeah. Hmm. =D :]
~ I have an English exam tomorrow. HELP! Somebody! ANYBODY!
***silence***
Anybody there? *echoes*
Fine.
So yeah.
1:00 pm – I arrive at her house. All tired and huffing and puffing and stuff. :P
1: 10 pm –
Me: lets take a break till 1: 30
Her: No, 1: 35.
Me: LOL okay! :]
And then we watched the MTV Top ten songs n all. My friend LOVED this one song by Jay Sean (ugh) called Ride It. Like, at one point, in the song, he says “Ride it… I wanna fell u” types something. I repeated that and me and my friend were rolling on the bed, laughing out LOUD. Real Loud. XD
And, my friend has this little sister, shes in the fourth grade and the kid really didn’t get anything, but she laughed with us. XD
And then we watched the video of Rock star, by Nickleback. I didn’t get the video, it wasn’t especially interesting, but I LoveLoveLOVE the song! :)
I wanna be a ROCKSTARRR
=D
Anyway, it was 1 35. THEN, my phone rang and my friend was like, “chee, kitna ganda ringtonme laga rakha hai!” and I’m like.. yeah my memory cards corrupt so I gotta adjust with the ones tat’re already there in the phone. SO then, my friend got this BRIGHT idea, ki we record stuff and then we put it as the ringtone. We sang that one song from that Really fmous movie.
We sang this, in our EXTREMELY phatti hui aawazein:
“Rote hue.. aate hain sab.. hasta hua jo.. jayega.. wo muqqadar (HA!), ka sikandar (HA!).. WO muqqadar (HA!), ka sikandar(HA!).. Jaanemann.. kehelayega!”
ROFL we were laughing real bad when we heard the thingy. And, then, suddenly:
My friend: OYE! Its 2 30! DUFFER! We haven’t even STARTED studying! :|
Me: Uh oh. =D
Well.. we didn’t study. We went to the study and, then, I stared telling her about how much I wanted o go for this movie with a friend but I couldn’t JUS cos my parents don’t want me to and all.. :|
Anyway.. yeah, surprisingly, it was 4 30 by the time we evenm STARTED studying. My friend was like, “Bass, I’m gonna FLUNK tomorrow mann, I mean, humne KUCH ni padha!”
Me: Haan yaar. Chhod yaar, be optimistic. :]
Her: Heh. XD
So then, it was time for tuition and all.. we went to tuition and I couldn’t evben CONCENTRATE cos I was SO Sleepy and tired. I was yawning continuously. Sigh.
Then, well, kya hua? Bas, my friend (the one that had a crush on this new guy at school) was like, gimme his number! Now, shes my best friend, so I declined, like IMMEDIATELY. I mean, wtf! She was (is) SO badly in love with him (ARGH!) that she even stooped as low as wanting to emotionally blackmail me to get his number. I just hope I don’t succumb to her blackmailing. Meanwhile, my friend, whos been listening to our conversation n all the whole time is like:
Her: Why is she such a despo
Me: Aise mat bol yaar. Its just that hes her first crush and stuff.
Her: SO? I wouldn’t ask for his number just cos I wanted to stare at it. And she has such filmy, stupid reasons
Me: Enough! Mai kuch nahi sunne waali uske khilaaf. I mean, yer right, but YAAR! I cant help it ! shes my friend. Well. Samjhaana toh mera kaam hi hai.
Her: Yeah.. yer right.
And then we said g’bye and went our ways. I mean, wegotta go in two different directions while going home, so yeah. Hmm. =D :]
~ I have an English exam tomorrow. HELP! Somebody! ANYBODY!
***silence***
Anybody there? *echoes*
Fine.
September 04, 2008
September the FOURTH. Does that ring a bell? No? Okay.
1 Random Retorts
So, its teacher’s day tomorrow. I specifically went to Archies to get a few cards and roses for my teachers, but my friends were like.. its so clichéd!
Me: Yaar I gotta buy some roses and all for my subject teachers. I mean, kay, I’m broke. So yeah.
A: Hatt yaar! Don’t buy roses, they’re just SO kiddish AND old-fashioned!
M: haan yaar. That’s right.
Me: but.. yaar, its so weird. Every other kid gets roses to school and presents them to ma’am.
A: Toh? Pagal. Don’t get ROSES, yaar.
Me: sigh. Fine. I’ll just find a present for [insert my friends name]
A: Okay. Give her a mug.
Me: Nu-uh. That’s what I gifted friends ALL Through 8th grade.
M: chhod oye, tune jo bhi lena hai lele.
… and so on.
U know, this convo suddenly reminds me of this one phone call with this one random person. Okay, so I was like..
Me: Oh HELL! I gotta get presents for my friend, its her bday tomorrow. And I JUST came back from tuition! I don’t feel like going out again. :[
Him: Oh. You can get it… er.
Me: Yeah. Oh, remind me, I need to give this rubberband to [insert a senior’s name]. I just remember, I was telling her ki I’d bring one cos she usually forgets to get one and -
Him: *talking in between* *surprised* you give yer friends RUBBER BANDS as gifts? :O
ME: *even more surprised* WHAT? NO! *indignance*
Him: Oh.
Me: *laughing* ofCOURSE I don’t.
Him: dude, I got it.
Me: Uh.
.. LOL I don’t even talk to this person now. XD
LOL so yeah. School. SIGH!
We played truth and dare the whole day and I was asked stupid questions like, who was yer first crush, and would you say yes if I proposed right now types. I’m too chicken to pick up a dare. XD
So yeah. Man, all my answers were, like, 100% true but then, SIGH! :[.. the dare-giver never believed me. HE said my answers were too.. well, simple. :/
Uh.
Well, I wanna make this blog post short (uh huh?) so I can go sleep. The fevers taking ON.
Also, do read those two blogs on the sidebar. You know, the Blogs that RAWK. They actually do. :]
~ Happy Teachers Day in advance, even though you aren’t a teacher. =D
P.S.: I deleted the same post, just one or two small edits. Well, apparently, whatevers enclosed in these brackets ‘<>’ never gets posted, I guess! Heh. =D
Me: Yaar I gotta buy some roses and all for my subject teachers. I mean, kay, I’m broke. So yeah.
A: Hatt yaar! Don’t buy roses, they’re just SO kiddish AND old-fashioned!
M: haan yaar. That’s right.
Me: but.. yaar, its so weird. Every other kid gets roses to school and presents them to ma’am.
A: Toh? Pagal. Don’t get ROSES, yaar.
Me: sigh. Fine. I’ll just find a present for [insert my friends name]
A: Okay. Give her a mug.
Me: Nu-uh. That’s what I gifted friends ALL Through 8th grade.
M: chhod oye, tune jo bhi lena hai lele.
… and so on.
U know, this convo suddenly reminds me of this one phone call with this one random person. Okay, so I was like..
Me: Oh HELL! I gotta get presents for my friend, its her bday tomorrow. And I JUST came back from tuition! I don’t feel like going out again. :[
Him: Oh. You can get it… er.
Me: Yeah. Oh, remind me, I need to give this rubberband to [insert a senior’s name]. I just remember, I was telling her ki I’d bring one cos she usually forgets to get one and -
Him: *talking in between* *surprised* you give yer friends RUBBER BANDS as gifts? :O
ME: *even more surprised* WHAT? NO! *indignance*
Him: Oh.
Me: *laughing* ofCOURSE I don’t.
Him: dude, I got it.
Me: Uh.
.. LOL I don’t even talk to this person now. XD
LOL so yeah. School. SIGH!
We played truth and dare the whole day and I was asked stupid questions like, who was yer first crush, and would you say yes if I proposed right now types. I’m too chicken to pick up a dare. XD
So yeah. Man, all my answers were, like, 100% true but then, SIGH! :[.. the dare-giver never believed me. HE said my answers were too.. well, simple. :/
Uh.
Well, I wanna make this blog post short (uh huh?) so I can go sleep. The fevers taking ON.
Also, do read those two blogs on the sidebar. You know, the Blogs that RAWK. They actually do. :]
~ Happy Teachers Day in advance, even though you aren’t a teacher. =D
P.S.: I deleted the same post, just one or two small edits. Well, apparently, whatevers enclosed in these brackets ‘<>’ never gets posted, I guess! Heh. =D
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